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Jemma smiled when Skye and May arrived in the medical bay. The older woman was holding her little ones hand, who looked very unhappy at being dragged along.
May sat down on a waiting chair whilst Jemma got set up, sitting Skye on her lap and holding her, partially to soothe her but also to make sure she didn’t run off, Skye could be quite the escape artist when trying to get out of something she didn’t like.
"Hello Agent May, Skye" Jemma greeted them. She gave Skye a small wave but the girl huffed and turned her head away from them, clearly wanting to show that she wasn't happy at all about being in the room. May tickled her gently which raised a laugh from the girl as Jemma finished what she was doing and walked over.
"Okay, Skye. I need you to sit up here please" Jemma said in a cheerful voice, hoping to make sure her sister wouldn’t get scared. May lifted her little one up from her lap and then stood herself, placing Skye up onto the table before getting settled in a chair to her side. She pressed a kiss to her head and Skye smiled warmly, reaching a hand up to mommy’s face. The little one then poked her nose and giggled happily, laughing more when mommy acted surprised and pretended she didn’t know who had booped her nose which had Skye laughing very loudly.
Jemma watched them with a pang in her chest. She knew that right now she needed to be Big, Doctor Simmons was a professional and had a job to do but she was pining for some playtime having been rushed off her feet all week dealing with various problems. She took a deep breath before going back up to Skye.
“Okay sweetheart, we can have some more playtime once we’re done” she disliked having to stop them, but they did need to get this done and also Jemma was worried that seeing mommy and Skye having fun would make her regress and then she wouldn’t be able to do her job. May could tell the look in Jemma’s eyes, she gave the girl a quick smile and whispered to skye that she could play with her sister after this was done but it needed to go fast. Skye nodded and looked up at Jemma, sucking her thumb as she listened to the other girls instructions.
Jemma had taken her blood plenty of times before, they had it practically down to an art form by now. Skye would still wriggle around a little and pout at the sight of the needle but generally it went smoothly and they were all glad that it hadn’t taken too long to retrieve the samples needed for testing.
Jemma let out a soft sigh. Her headache had been building ever since she saw them playing together and she knew that meant a drop was imminent. She put the vials away for testing, filing the paperwork and disposing of used gloves and needles when she felt hands on her shoulders and instantly let out a soft whine. May took the last few things from her to dispose, she could tell that Jemma wasn’t going to last much longer and pulled her into her arms.
May looked back and panicked for a moment when she realised Skye had run off. Thankfully, Coulson walked in with the little one in his arms and they exchanged a look, Skye had likely taken advantage of Melinda’s temporary shift in focus whilst caring for Jemma to escape but Coulson had been on his way down to meet them after May sent a quick text warning that Jemma was going to drop and they needed to call in another doctor.
Once satisfied that Skye was okay, and wondering if they needed another “don’t run out of mommy’s sight” talk, May started stroking Jemma’s back soothingly. She realised the girl was now definitely on the edge of a drop and whispered to her.
“It’s okay, you’ve done good today. I think my little girl wants to play now, huh?”
May’s gentle words were all that was needed to break down the last part of Jemma’s resolve and the girl instantly felt herself drop. When little Jemma woke up, it was to mommy’s strong arms around her. She smiled and nuzzled into them more.
“There’s my baby girl” mommy whispered to her, soft and gentle as she guided them to a seat and put Jemma on her lap, gently rocking the little one who clung tightly onto her. Jemma looked up at her and then across the room trying to spot Skye. Her sister was sat on the exam chair, clearly Coulson had placed her up there since there was no way little Skye could climb up that high on her own. He was playing peekaboo with her and she laughed loudly every time daddy “reappeared”
“Skye okay?” Jemma asked mommy, worry marring her features as she realised what room they were in and where Skye was sat.
“Skye’s fine, baby girl. She might get a bit sad in a minute cos the doctor needs to give her a check up but we’re all here to help, aren’t we?”
Jemma nodded, sucking on her thumb she whined when mommy nudged it from her mouth after a moment. She looked up at the woman with a pout, May simply stroked her hair and handed over a paci which Jemma gratefully took.
The doctor walked in as Jemma was resting against mommy’s chest, her eyes feeling heavy as the exhaustion of her busy week seemed to catch up with her. She could hear them talking but decided not to listen in, after all mommy had taught her that it was rude to eavesdrop. Jemma let out a loud yawn and mommy started to stroke her hair again, whispering some gentle reassurances which worked to lull the little one off to sleep.
When Jemma awoke, it was to the sound of Skye screaming. The distress noises had her awake in an instant and she scrambled off mommy’s lap towards the source of the noises. She could vaguely hear mommy shouting her name but right now all her focus was on finding Skye and saving her from wherever she was being hurt. She had nearly reached her sister when strong arms caught her and lifted her up. Jemma screamed with all her might, desperately trying to free herself, kicking and struggling against the hold and screaming until her lungs hurt. She could tell there were voices around her but couldn’t distinguish them whilst she was in a state of such distress. The last thing she noticed was a sharp pain in her shoulder, and then everything faded to black.