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"Biological specimens are collected in blue evidence bags, lab tech," he said a bit scathingly.
The woman in the lab coat looked around, then met his icy blue eyes, realizing he was addressing her, "I am well aware, Dr. Fitz."
Then, she mumbled something that sounded sing-songy.
"Excuse me?"
The beautiful young woman boldly met his cool gaze, and shrugged and smiled, singing, "B is for blue is for biological."
He looked at her like she'd grown a third ear, then he turned and walked away, mumbling, "Forget it."
She smiled a bit wider, and tilted her head, "Forgotten."
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"Mack, can you tell me what you did to improve Doc's sensors the last time he was serviced?"
Mack rubbed the back of his neck, "I didn't service him last. Coulson had Jem perform all technology-based preventative maintenance last quarter. She must have seen the opportunity to improve something in your design."
Fitz raised an eyebrow, "Improve my-what? Who is Jem?"
Mack raised his eyebrows, "Are you, or are you not, the head of SHIELD's Science and Technology Division?"
Fitz at least looked a little embarrassed, clearing his throat, "Bobbi, uh, she deals with the-uh the people-side of that."
Mack chuckled softly, "You don't say."
Fitz dismissed Mack's good-natured sarcasm, "Come on... Could you just point her out? The work done to Doc was really innovative. I'd like to discuss some other possibilities with Dr. Jem."
Daisy appeared just then, "I thought all of you child prodigies belonged to a secret club, where you met secretly as children under the cloak of darkness... Don't your Spidey-senses zing you right in your boy-bits when two of you are in close proximity to one another in the wild?"
He glared at her, "Daisy, please don't talk about my... boy-bits."
She shrugged, "Seriously though, I thought you were well-aware that you were working with one of your own."
"What are you talking about?"
"Jem... She got her first PhD from MIT in engineering, when she was fourteen."
"Fourteen?!... ... Wait... Her first?"
"She has three doctorates. Her second PhD is in Neuroscience. She got that one when she was seventeen."
"And the third?"
"She's also an MD. She said she was able to complete the Neuroscience and Medical doctorates concurrently, so she finished that last one up before she turned nineteen, then completed a whirlwind residency and fellowship, completing everything by the time she was twenty-two."
"Why do you both know her, and I don't?"
Mack shrugged, "You aren't very observant, when it comes to people, Turbo."
Daisy added, "And you're kind of an ass to people you don't think are as intelligent as you."
He threw up his arms defensively, "What?! That's not fair... I don't even know her."
Daisy rolled her eyes, "You've worked with her for three years, Idiot... Good luck talking to her, though, if you don't know who has been completing all of the tech work around here besides you."
Fitz put his hands on his hips, "I-I do know... but it isn't Dr. Jem."
He motioned in the air with his hand, trying to pull the appropriate name out of thin air, "It's Dr. Simmons. I email him his project work, and he completes the tasks in his work queue. It's as simple as that. He's fast and efficient and skilled... and I've never had any issues with our arrangement."
Daisy raised an eyebrow, "So, you just email Dr. Simmons, and the work gets done?"
"Yeah," he nodded, puzzled by Daisy's pointed look.
Daisy looked at him incredulously, "Wow... Now I know how you'd have treated me, if we hadn't been trapped on the bus together."
He didn't understand, "Wait-What? Come on... I'm nice."
"You are an idiot, Fitz," she mumbled, then walked away.