It’s what Fitz would do and if anyone could predict it, it would be Jemma.

“So there’s no portal that opens On rare occasions?” Even Maveth had that. “But you said you’d left, so how did you manage that?” If Fitz isn’t here, she’ll be desperate to get back home to him.

Jemma shrugs her shoulders, a little embarrassed. Her ceremony was a bit of a rush job, but it was going to be perfect to her. She even knew what she was going to say in her vows, preparation and all.

“They must be worried sick.” The poor best friend.