entrancelogs | I would break the laws of gravity

Who: Leo Fitz and OPEN (log is for all, some closed starters in comments)
Where: Checkerboard Hills
When: August 9th, just past midnight
Rating: PG+
Summary: Man returns to Wonderland after two months at home under heavy stress. Man throws toddler-level tantrum in public space. As adults are wont to do.
The Story:

[Apparently, the stories are true. When one leaves Wonderland, one is thrust back home without memory. There's nothing to prevent the mistakes he should know to avoid, no way to apply the emotional developments he's earned. It's just the harsh progression of time, doing what time wishes. And there's no way to stop it from bringing them back before they're ready to come back.

When Fitz arrives, it's facedown into a patch of eternally-manicured grass. The memories hit all at once, but they're not memories he wants. He doesn't need to know about a ridiculous fantasy dimension holding people hostage. He was kind of in the middle of something a little life-or-death...!

It's too much to hold, and far more than he can process. Instead of wandering back to the mansion and settling back into his personal space, he stays where he is, pulling himself up to his hands and knees and tearing at the grass in open distress, shouting out at nothing and everything all at once.]

Not now! There's no time for this!

[Some people hit pillows. Right now, he's technically landscaping. And he's definitely not tearing up. That's probably all the dirt he's dislodging.]

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Ward's running things with them now.

[He presses his lips together.]

Things aren't going well at home.

[Jemma is SO TIRED of Grant bloody Ward. If she were a less composed woman, she might scream.]

Like a bad penny, that one.

[He shrinks down in his seat then. He doesn't yet have the courage to tell her the rest.]

Klaus doesn't think he's here anymore, at least. I asked him to check again last night just to be sure of it.

Small favors, then.

... That he's not here. Not what Klaus did.

[That's actually a pretty big favor. But it's not enough to calm the agitation, and the feeling that she should be able to help this. But none of that is Fitz's fault.

She comes to sit by him, close and uncertain at first.]

So what do we have to do here?

[He clasps her hand and pulls it closer, kissing her knuckles before setting it in his lap.]

Right now I'd just like to keep touching you. If that's all right.

[Her smile is muted, but genuine. She laid her head on his shoulder, all the closer.]

That's perfectly all right.

[He tilts her head so that his mouth can reach as he kisses her. His touch stays on her face afterward, rubbing over a spot on her cheek. It's beautiful and unmarked. She's whole still.]

I'll always come back to you.

[Part of her wants to say not to make promises he may not be able to keep, but she doesn't. Because if anyone will keep that promise to her, he will, come hell or high water and anything else that should happen.]

And I to you.

[She pauses.]

Though I suppose in practice, that's been more "I'll try, and if it doesn't work, you can come get me."

[It's supposed to be a joke, but it's a little too self-deprecating to be funny. Oh well.]

[He smiles, kissing the edge of her mouth in support of that.]

Like picking you up after a long party.

[A long, dusty party where she kissed another man? Some metaphors were really not worth carrying to their logical end, she reflected.]

Precisely that.

[He'll sit with her for a long moment after that, before he finds reassurance needed on a related topic.]

If... I've done something terrible.... Would you forgive me?

Yes, of course.

[Maybe she shouldn't be so quick to promise it, but they've been through a lot -- most truly heinous things she can think of aren't that far flung.]

What's happened, Fitz?

....It's just.

Those bits, about rescuing Will, and about Hydra sending him in the first place...? They're. A little more interconnected than I mentioned earlier.

[She thought about it for a little while, piecing it together best she can, between what she already knows and what he's not saying.]

There was something we knew that they didn't. And they needed to know what we knew.

We're in real trouble back home, aren't we?

I'm helping them.

[And there's no excusing it.]

Oh, Fitz, why?

[She's sure that he has a reason -- and is afraid she knows what the reason is.]

Because I have to.

[He won't blame her. She doesn't deserve to feel guilty over it.]

[His refusal to give more details is all she needs to confirm what she'd been thinking.]

Whatever they're doing to me... it's not worth it.

It's already done.

I've gone with Ward and a team of Hydra agents.

[It's somehow the worst news yet. Her hands tighten around his. "Are you mad?" sits on the tip of her tongue, but she knows the answer -- love is its own kind of madness.]

To... bring it back --

... They didn't know how to get back.

[It seems like awfully poor planning on Hydra's part, if you're going to stick your monster god on a far off planet.]

It's not coming back.

[He's firm about that.]

I'm going to get Will and see what I can do about leaving the lot of them behind when the next portal opens.

[What a time to come back. It's a done deal, and there's nothing she can do about it -- even if she were to be sent back in her timeline, she won't remember.]

I don't suppose I can talk you out of it.

[He grimaces at that, the small pained smile that dots his deepest hurts.]

I know what would be the most rational course of action. I'm just not a good enough scientist to follow the data.

Oh, Fitz.

[She can't blame him for folding, whatever the circumstances might be. She can't condemn being loved that much, when she's not sure she could have held out, either.

She just hopes he finds Will quickly, and the two of them are enough to overpower Ward and the other toadies with them.

Even though if he goes back, he won't remember, but she has to say it.]

You'll be careful?

As much as I can.

[He tries to offer a more genuine smile, though it's clear he doesn't mean it.]

Daisy says things turn out well enough.

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