If you are doing stuff in the siblings verse can you do one where after Bobbi and Jemma come home from HYDRA, Skye and Jemma find out they're sister in laws and Huntingbird thinks it's hilarious their sisters ended up best friends by happenstance.
Here’s a little family reunion for you :) The JemmaLance fic I’m working on is actually a much much angstier version of this involving a less successful Hydra escape but I thought I’d give the lighter scene a try. Thanks for the prompt!
~“So wait, explain this to me one more time,” Skye demands.
Hunter’s pacing the hallway, glancing at the hangar doors every five seconds, exactly as agitated as he’s been since Reina tried to blackmail them with Jemma’s safety.
“She’s my sister,” he repeats for the fifth time, too distracted by the resolutely closed hangar doors to be too annoyed by her incessant questioning.
“You,” Skye says, gesturing at all of Hunter’s somewhat-ruffled, tough-loner aesthetic, “are related to Jemma Simmons.”
He sighs. “Mum got knocked up when she was at Uni. Dad was a bit of a dick and didn’t really stick around so we didn’t keep his last name. Dad grew up, settled down, started a real family with a white picket fence and everything, and Jemma’s about the only good thing that came out of that whole mess.”
Skye has five million more questions but it’s at this point the hangar doors finally open, and they’re both hurrying forward with eyes only for Jemma.
She seems alright. A little buzzed, actually, from the adrenaline rush of not getting killed probably. She’s not a bit surprised to find Hunter waiting for her either.
“Jesus Christ, Cricket,” he mutters, catching her up halfway down the hallway, lifting her off the ground and holding on so tight Skye is concerned for Jemma’s spine.
“I’m fine, you can put me down,” Jemma objects impatiently, muffled into his shoulder.
He doesn’t set her back on her feet until she starts wriggling in his grip, and only then to fix her with a stern look. Skye pounces as soon as there’s an opening, throwing her arms around Jemma and demanding “What the actual Hell, Simmons?”
“I’m sorry for the deception,” Jemma says and she does sound a little pained as she squeezes Skye back and the rib-cracking hugs must run in the family.
“H.Y.D.R.A.?” Hunter splutters behind them, overflowing with outraged disapproval which Skye can’t help but find hilarious given all the effort he’s put into building up the rebel persona in the last few weeks. “You, who, at the age of twelve, once told me a magpie flew into my bedroom and stole my comic book collection to build its nest. You could’ve been killed, Jemma.”
Jemma crosses her arms and Skye has never seen such a stubborn expression on her face. “But i wasn’t.”
“She was great,” and the voice makes both Skye and Hunter just about jump out of their skin.
So focused on assuring themselves that Jemma was indeed back and in one piece, they’d barely given the tall, dark-haired woman accompanying her a glance, but as Skye turns, she feels her jaw drop a little.
“Bobbi!” she yelps, and is already throwing herself at her big sister before she can think about it. “You’re not blond.”
“Undercover, cupcake,” Bobbi says with a smirk.
“What the hell are you doing here?” Skye and Hunter ask at exactly the same time, although in very different tones.
Bobbi opts to ignore Hunter’s disgruntled expression and grins as she throws an arm around Jemma’s shoulders. “Keeping an eye on this one. And now keeping an eye on you, too.”
“You’re staying?” Hunter demands, scandalized.
Skye turns on him, annoyed. “Dude, what is your deal?”
She would chalk it up to the weird big brother hormones Hunter apparently has in droves, but Jemma is looking between Hunter, Bobbi, and Skye as though she’s calculating the circumference of the sun in her head, an oddly giddy expression slowly forming on her face.
She points an accusing finger at Skye. “You’re Bobbi’s sister.”
“You’re this idiot’s sister,” Skye counters, jerking a thumb at Hunter.
“Skye don’t you realize what this means?” Jemma looks like she’s about to float off the ground with excitement, but Skye just blinks at her bemusedly. “It means this whole time we’ve been sisters!”
And this time Jemma’s the one flinging her arms around Skye.
“Ex-sisters,” Hunter grumbles above their heads.
“Just because I divorced you doesn’t mean I divorced you’re family,” Bobbi points out, crossing her arms.
“Be nice,” Jemma admonishes, reaching back to punch Hunter in the arm. “She just saved my life.”
“Wait, wait, wait.” Skye pulls herself free to gape from Bobbi to Hunter. “You mean this bozo is the guy you eloped with?”
“And my sister is the she-devil you keep whining about?”
Jemma narrows her eyes at Hunter. “You called Bobbi a she-devil?”
“Alright, simmer down, shorties,” Bobbi says, putting a hand on each of their shoulders. “Hunter clearly got the rawer deal when we split, losing out on me and everything. I still wouldn’t be over it either. But since we’re all one big happy work family now, maybe you can take the bitter down a notch?” she adds warningly to Hunter.
“You’re not seriously staying here, are you?”
“Be. Nice.” Jemma repeats, smiling sweetly up at him but stepping on is foot with each word.
“You’re supposed to be on my side, my own flesh and blood,” he whines, trying to put her in a headlock as Bobbi leads the way toward the kitchen.
“I”ve always been on Bobbi’s side, this is nothing new,” she tells him, pulling free.
“Fine, I’ll let it slide this once. But seriously, Crick, H.Y.D.R.A.?”
He dropes his arm across her shoulders as they follow Bobbi, as if now that she’s back he can’t bring himself to let her go, and Skye gets the feeling. She takes a second before catching up and looping her arm through Jemma’s to watch her family, apparently twice the size she thought it was ten minutes ago, bang their way toward the lounge, and can’t help but wonder how exactly this is going to work, all four of them on base together.
immediately begins to shimmy when maroon 5 comes on: skye, ohmy god. skye, all the way.
wakes the other up at 3am demanding pancakes: sk- bobbi, “c’mon skye, i’m huNGRY. i didn’t eat dinner because someone was keeping me busy. plus... you do make the best pancakes.” “you’re right, my pancakes are amazing.”
sends the other unsolicited nudes: bobbi “i didn’t want you to miss how hot i looked after my shower” morse
brags about knowing karate even though they never made it past yellow belt: skye, that sweet puppy can kick someone’s ass but knows next to nothing about the art of karate.
comes to a complete halt outside bakeries/candy shops: skye, bobbi makes fun of her sweet tooth but she secretly finds it adorable.
blows sarcastic kisses after doing ridiculous shit: bOTH
killed the guy (also, which hid the body): bobbi, skye helps her hide the body. her earthquake powers made come in handy.
wears the least clothing around the house: bobbi.
has icky sentimental moments for no apparent reason: boBBI 100%
