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She had always been like this. She get caught up in the excitement and then afterwards she'd crash. Hard. Today was no different.
The excitement of getting the plane taken from them definitely got her blood pumping, and Fitz knew what it was like for a parent when their child got jacked up on sugar.
Although he couldn't really tell it looked as though she was trying to create a super-soldier serum so it was probably the lesser evil that she passed out.
She was lying across one of the benches completely out of it. He grabbed her around the waist and started dragging her up the stairs. He wasn't toned like Ward, but he could at least carry tiny Jemma Simmons