Disclaimer: I do not own Agents of SHIELD. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Daisy Johnson and Jemma Simmons had been stranded on another planet for about two weeks now. Or at least they were pretty sure it was two weeks. Daisy's phone was completely dead, because yeah, she had zero self-control, while Jemma refused to turn hers on for something trivial like what day it is, or what time. Which meant they were now sleeping when they were tired, and eating only when they couldn't stand it any more.
What were they eating? What else but the creature that initially tried to eat them, Daisy using her powers to tear it's arms off one by one before finally pulling out the body. No matter how long they cooked it the thing didn't taste good, but it kept them alive. Only, now it was gone, and they were out of food and were getting increasingly desperate.
If it had just been one of them alone here it would probably be hell, and in a way it still was, but in a weird way it was also like heaven. Why? Because Daisy had finally admitted how she felt about Jemma, and Jemma had returned those feelings, meaning they were now together, and trying to figure out what that meant.
Doing that without any interruptions, as there wasn't anyone else seemingly on this planet, was very freeing, and they were having outdoor sex constantly. Although they also just held each other and talked about their lives, growing closer than ever before now there were no more secrets between them and they could truly be honest with each other. Which almost made up for the fact that Daisy didn't think she'd ever be free from the sand covering her body.
While part of Daisy was sad to leave their love nest it stood to reason that if one place like this existed there would be another, as Jemma had pointed out. Or a group of angry aliens who would be furious at Jemma and Daisy for eating their friend/pet/whatever that was back there, as Daisy had happily pointed out.
Whatever the case they were now out of options, and already dangerously running low on water given they had only been able to take a little via the makeshift bottles Daisy had created from the alien creature's bones. And Daisy trying to be good and not complain, and stay silent and conserve their energy like Jemma had said, but it wasn't exactly in her nature, and ultimately she just couldn't help herself.
"Do you think we should turn back?" Daisy asked after what felt like an eternity of silence, quickly adding, "It's just that this is getting us nowhere, and this is our last chance to turn back and pick another direction."
"If we do that we'll just end up being even more hungry by the time we get back and pick a direction." Jemma said dismissively, before sighing and further explaining, "I know it's frustrating Daisy, but our best shot is just to keep going. If you need a break, we can stop and have one, but it could literally mean the difference between life and death, and there are so many variables I don't know which one is better."
"Hey, hey, hey! Enough of that." Daisy scolded, gently pulling Jemma into her arms, "We'll get through this Jem. I know we will."
"You don't know that." Jemma pointed out softly.
"I was right last time." Daisy reminded her with a grin.
They both knew it could be different this time, but they also both knew they needed hope right now, not to dwell in their sorrows. So they just exchanged a smile and spent a few more hours just like that, pushing themselves to the limit physically and mentally. Then just like last time all hope seemed to be lost, they found salvation of a sort.
Only this time it wasn't a big inviting open ball of water, but what looked to be a spaceship which was much more foreboding. Which was why despite how tired they were they approached the seemingly crashed vessel cautiously, and then were just as cautious when it came to searching the ship.
"There's no one here." Daisy pointed out the obvious again while being the first to break the silence, "But I'm not sure that's a good thing, or a bad thing."
"For now, it's a good thing." Jemma announced, holding up a box, "Military rations. They won't taste much better than the creature, but it will keep us alive."
"What about water?" Daisy pushed hopefully.
"Plenty, and better." Jemma grinned, revealing that she had been hiding a bottle of wine behind her back.
"Oh hell yeah!" Daisy exclaimed enthusiastically, before laughing, "Jemma, I could kiss you."
"What's stopping you?" Jemma grinned flirtatiously.
Jemma wasn't sure she'd have been able to flirt so boldly with another woman, and certainly not with Daisy, before this unique couples holiday. Then again there was something about being totally alone which allowed her to be more bold than usual. Especially as it always led to a reward, in this case the happy smile on Daisy's face, followed by the other girl closing the distance between them and giving her a soft, loving kiss.
From there Daisy briefly took a few more patrols of the ship in and outside of it, not quite believing their luck, while Jemma broke out some real food out of their supplies to celebrate the momentous occasion.
She didn't dare to give them a big portion, but even the small amount they did have was the best meal either of them had had in ages. Honestly it felt like the best meal Jemma had ever had, even though she knew that wasn't true, simply because it had been so long. Likewise the cheap wine tasted better than it ever had, Jemma so grateful that somehow this was not just a crashed spaceship, but a spaceship from Earth.
Maybe even the future, given the things she found there, albeit not from a too distant future. But that was a discovery for tomorrow. For now Jemma was more than satisfied sharing a bottle of wine and a few laughs with her girlfriend. Assuming that's what Daisy was now.
"So, are you enjoying our second date?" Daisy teased.
"Second?" Jemma raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah, second." Daisy grinned, before clarifying, "I'm counting our squid monster dinner as our first."
"Ewww, no. That totally doesn't count." Jemma protested.
