[ fitzsimmons 1 x 1 ] || fish and the rad cab||

[fish out of water]

Jemma leaned forward, resting her head in the palms of her hands. "I don't know. but i hope so." she said quietly.

[The Cab]

"I'm sure they will come and save us soon." Fitz said looking over at Jemma. "If we can't get out ourselves." He said.

[everything will be alright cliche. SIIINNNNN.]

[fish out of water]

(that's 12 m8)

Jemma nodded, sitting up straight suddenly. "I just got an idea." She told him, rubbing at her sore wrists. "And it just might work."

(It just might work cliche)

[The Cab]

[13 omg.]

"What's that?" Fitz asked looking over at her curious to hear what her idea may be.

[fish out of water]

"we make both." Jemma said simply, her foot tapping quickly against the hard floors. "When he comes to get it, he gets a taste of his own medicine."

[The Cab]

"Sounds like a great idea." Fitz nodded.
"I guess we got ourself a plan." He said with a smile.

[fish out of water]

greyson walked back out into the large room, gripping onto two guns that looked very similar to their icers, tossing them over to where the two were sitting. "Inside each gun is one Icer bullet." He told them. "Also I think you two may be looking for a lab?" He asked, making Jemma look up and turn around. "You mean there's more to this building?" She asked, granting a laugh from the man. "What did you think was behind that door?" He asked, making Jemma shake her head. She stood up, and grabbed the Icer, turning to Fitz and handing him his.

[The Cab]

Fitz grabbed the icer looking at it before looking back over at Greyson. He kept himself from saying anything rude, and honestly if he had tried to say something he probably would have messed up the insult.

[fish out of water]

Jemma grabbed onto his wrist, and looked him in the eye. "Do not get any ideas." She told him before letting go of his wrist, and walking past greyson, keeping her eyes fixed on the door.

[The Cab]

"I know." Fitz said following along side of Jemma.