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Jemma Simmons ([personal profile] bravejemma) wrote 2016-06-13 09:35 pm (UTC)

[Without anymore argument -- though she is also letting a comment about installing an extension cord simmer in the back of her mind -- she does just that, letting the slow, mechanical rhythm of his body lull her to sleep.

It's not particularly restful, she's still worried about how she's supposed to help Will get back if she doesn't even know how they found her. It must have been a deep search of some kind, that would look closer than an ordinary scan.

She runs everything she can think of, everything she has access to -- and Fitz won't even look, he has the administer controls and won't even try!

Her eyes open again, she doesn't know how long later, but it doesn't matter. She's still in med bay but it's just the template. Users are in there, one right by her and one in the far corner, doing something. She'll worry about them later. She combs through all the code, mindful of anything that might not fit -- his anomaly, the one she shared and the ship's computer found vexing.

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