-Maybe

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Description:

You work alongside Matt and Foggy at the law firm. Of course, as one of the most successful lawyers in the city the one and only Tony Stark would recruit you. As you are trying to find a meaning of your life you find life in someone. It may be a rocky start for you two but maybe it’s worth taking.

Chapter 6:

“I wonder if he wants kids” I have been listening to this for the past hour since we got her. Lydia was like her little doll. Wanda was changing her into different outfits she has knitted in her free time while I just lay in my bed trying to rest my eyes.

“You could always try it out with him”

“I bet he would be a good dad” there it is again. She is used to my sarcasm so she now just ignores my remarks without flinching. She knows I don’t mind, like I know she won’t stop until all her thoughts are said outloud. “With his background he would be the overprotective father who only loves his family. A family man” She is a little right. I think Bucky would be a good dad. He would struggle with things but I only hope that with the love of whoever he finds he will get through it to live a life he deserves.

“How many kids do you want?” That's when my phone begins to ring. I whisper a thank you to Tony.

“We are coming up. Get to the conference room” not another word was said as the phone died on the other end.

“Tony is back. Would you mind taking care of her for a while?”

“No, of course not go” I jumped off the bed making sure Lydia was alright before leaving to the conference room. When I walk in I see pictures already on the big screen. The doctor connected to another man connected to another man and a big warehouse.

“So apparently Doctor Monday was getting blackmailed. Of couse we are not going to rule him out because he might just be pointing fingers. This man is Justice Kidd.” He was a young brunette with dark eyes. “He was the Romeo in his story. Committed sucide after finding out his juliette had died.” Jessica. “His father is the one who has been blackmailing Monday. He also said he would begin to threaten his life if he didn’t continue paying.”

“So you offered him protection and he just began to talk?”

“I didn’t even have to offer him anything. He said he had lost everything and agreed to cooperate with us. Police put him under their protection.”

“ I did some research and that is where they tend to hang out” Nat points at the warehouse. “We will go in and capture the guy and have him confess. See how everything is linked”

“Okay. So when do we start?”

“Y/n, no offense but we don’t want you to come. It's for your protection” Bullshit. Before I could complain Wanda walks in with Lydia.

“They're right. If Kidd knows we know then he will do anything to put an end to this. I bet he had more under his sleeve than a bomb.”

“Wanda is right. You need to stay here and keep you and the baby safe” This is a sight I never thought would happen. Tony playing with a baby. Talking in a baby voice not even towards her but to us. “We will go in there and make sure he talks. Nat. Wanda. Steve and I will go”

“Who is going to stay behind with them?” Steve butts in.

“Well Bruce will be in his lab if anything happens and flash here also” Pietro raises his hand like if we were taking roll call. “But they will be back up because our other super soldier will be just fine.” I didn’t think he believed his own words either. “Oh and Vis” I chuckle at his words seeing Vision pass through the wall.

“Okay. I'll be in the command room if anything happens” Tony nods. I grab Lydia from Wanda. I wonder why Matt or any of the group haven’t contacted me. I open my door only to see Bucky standing on a ladder in the corner of my door. “Now it's a prison. I have a guard outside my door and now a camera” He looks down at me with that stupid grin. If I push one leg of the stairs enough, he wouldn’t get a serious injury right?

“It's attached to a sensor too. I can tell who comes in and out of your room” Thats a psycho move.

“When you’re finished can you bring up some popcorn, milk and those banana treats Sam likes” I open the door passing by him carefully.

“I'm pretty sure after almost 100 years, babies can’t eat popcorn this young” I roll my eyes at him. By this rate my eyes might actually get stuck.

“The popcorn is for me. Thanks” I smile before another door slams on his face. I place Lydia on the carpet while I pick out a movie. I am the worst at picking something. It doesn’t matter if it is a movie, song, color, or basically anything else. I could spend 2 hours trying to decide. “Lydia, what movies would you like?” I grab her, placing her on the bed while scrolling through the options. I have seen all of them. Tangle. Tiana. Snow white. Belle. Wall-E. I like music. Something with a storyline that makes me change my perspective. Maybe one where talking animals don’t exist. Or.

“I brought your popcorn” I can hear the irritation in his voice but I didn’t care. “I only put a little butter because I didn’t know how you liked it” Damn. I grab the popcorn, setting it on the side table where he placed the milk too. I start preparing Lydias bottle. “You have been in here for over 30 minutes and still haven’t picked out a movie?”

“I don’t think it's none of your business but we have a hard time choosing. It has to be a perfect one”

“Don’t blame this on the babe. She is fast asleep” I turn to look at him and see he is right. I didn’t notice she fell asleep in the course of me trying to find a movie. Then my attention falls on Bucky. He moves her so she can be comfortably laying down without the pillow but when he moves his hand from patting her she starts crying. “What do I do?” I almost burst out laughing.

“Keep on patting her tummy. Here” I handed him her bottle which he took. “Carefully place it so she can eat” His eyes were like a deer in the headlights. I groaned. Shit. I climbed into the bed beside Lydia and grabbed Bucky’s hand that was holding the bottle and smoothly placed it so she could eat. “There you go” I grab the remote and try to look for a movie again.

“Can you grab her bottle a bit?, If I am going to do this I want to be comfortable” I look over nodding, replacing my hand with his. The bed moves a little and as I think he is going to take the bottle again he takes the remote. “Before you say anything, I will not be staying here while you flip through movies. I will pick the movie” I roll my eyes once again focusing on the tv. “Heard this was a good one” i hear a well known song as the intro begins and I know what it is. Sound of music. We didn’t speak as the movie continued. My mind was going in and out between the movie and the mission. I finally decided to make my way down to the commands I heard a quiet snore. Bucky fell asleep next to the baby. That means I can go and check on the team without having to wake up Lydia. But first I move over to the nightstand beside Bucky. I grab his phone and turn it off. I can’t have whatever alarm goes off with that sensor.

“Tony what's going on?” It's been almost 2 hours since they started the mission and I haven’t gotten an update yet.

“It took us longer than expected. We underestimated his protection.” I interfere with the computer so I was able to see each of them through the cameras.

“Tony, you need to get them out of there now!” I was seeing the infrared map of the building and multiple factors were moving straight to them and trust me when I say, they aren’t human.

“We can take them, we are so close” I could hear the rackes on the other side. He is a stubborn man.

“Tony if there is a percentage of how close you have gotten you know what it would be right now?”

“Don’t say it!”

“17%. Get them out now!” Who would know this underground bunker would be a maze. There is more to this guy than him being a simple criminal.

“On it” then it goes radio silent. The cameras are broken or went out of signal. I almost wanted to throw the keyboard across the room. My anxiety doesn’t allow me to just go back to Lydia and Bucky and just wait until they get back. I pull out my phone and dail the only number I know would get me the answers I needed.

“Tony said you would call”

“Maria I need to know if he actually went back” I get into the elevator and press the roof button. The phone goes silent and my question is answered. “Send address to the pilot”

“Y/N don’t do anything stupid” I felt like this was once in a lifetime opportunity to respond with, stupid is my middle name.

“Don’t worry. This whole thing should have involved me more than just sitting around while they did everything.” I hear the ding and the helicopter is already going. When I climb in I see Vision sitting in the passenger seat. I didn’t even ask. The pilot takes off and my conversation with Maria is long finished.

“What is the plan Miss Y/L/N?” I hear Vis voice through the headphones.

“I will infiltrate the building as subtly as possible. Try to figure out where the Kidd is and take him in. While you go, find the team and help them as much as possible.” I don’t know what those things were I saw on the screen but we can’t let the work go to waste so fast. If it's taking us this much to capture one guy imagine how hard it's going to be next time we try when he knows we are coming for him. “Put some speed in this thing” the pilot nods. No matter if it was May, the air felt colder as we grew near.

“You are going to have to jump now!” Vis and I jump off. Of course she could fly so I had to use a parachute. We were atleast 5 miles away from the warehouse.

“Vis go!” Vision hesitated for a second before leaving. After getting my degree I had my mind set on working for the Fbi. I got into the program and went into training. Although I was going to go under law with them I took an intetiative to maybe learn something else while being there. I learned combat but perfected it while training with Matt. Operational and firearm trainging and perfected that with the help of Nat and Clint. I never thought of myself as an agent or someone who would fight bad guys for a living, well technically I fight criminals but that's besides the point. I just like to learn things. Like how I am fluent in two languages, Spanish and english. I want to start a third but I don’t know which one yet, but that's something to pick at a later time. I hear chaos from afar arriving next to an unsecure door. Once inside the building I hook up my transmitter, hopefully getting a signal and connecting with the others. The corridors are empty and now I can’t hear any type of noise. “Maria, can you hear me?”

“Barely. Y/N, you need to get out of there. I tried to connect with anyone but I haven’t gotten a response” A cold feeling down my spine was the last thing I needed.

“Maria. I need you to tell me where to go. I need to find myself out of this maze.” I was still walking throught the long corridor. Doors and doors for days. All around me was white and I couldn’t see the end of the hallway.

“Stop. Go back 2 doors down.” I followed her instructions and that led me to some stairs. “Go down the stairs and I only see a big opening. Be careful” I nod like if she could see me but honestly the nerves were killing me because I hadn’t done anything like this before. I was better with my words and getting people to see my way, not going into danger or fighting with my hands. Fuck.

BLACK AND BLOOD

Y/N L/N is the daughter of the Great Khal Drogo although she was raised by the king of the unknown lands. After finding out he died she travels and finds the one who caused his death. Along this adventure she meets the mother of dragons. Jon Snow. Night walkers. We will see if she really has the Dothraki blood flowing through her veins.

Chapter 5:

“Let's go!” I scream, continuing to run across the ice. The horde of undead is coming down the valley and I am not dying that way. We rush until we are stuck in the middle of the frozen lake. The horde surrounding us on the shore. The remaining of the ice still standing give way under the pressure of the undead and some fall into the cold water. The undead keep trying to come closer and each second they are closing on us.

“Thoros?” I hear them behind me. Beric calls out to him as he just lays on the ground. “Thoros!” I turn to see him cover Thoros with a cloak.

“I say it's one of the better ways to go.” The tall man says. Sandor. He kneels down taking his flask and drinking what was in it.

“Lord of Light, show us the way. Come to us in our darkness and lead your servant into the light.” Beric speaks. Sandor moves to take another sip but his flask is ripped away from him by Jon.

“We have to burn this body.” Jon pours the remaining liquid on Thoros body..

“And all the clothes behind him. Unless the Lord of Light is kind enough to send us a bit of fire.” We see Beric light his sword. “Come to us in our darkness. For the night is dark and full of terrors.” Thoros body starts to burn. Berics sword moves to another direction and we all turn. He points towards the Night King who sits on his horse at the distance. “We kill him. He turned them all. All of them will fall”

“You don't understand '' Jon moved blocking Berics view.

“The Lord brought you back, he brought me back No one else, just us. Did he do it to watch us freeze to death? I've been waiting for the end for a long time. Maybe the Lord brought me here to find it.”

“Every Lord I've ever met it's been a cunt. Can't see why the Lord of Light should be any different.”Sandor says, pushing him off. The tension lowers and now we are just stuck here. Standing in the middle of the undead, it seems like we are about to become some in a minute. Sandor hits it with a rock. Another rock is thrown and this time the jawless soldier starts to advance.

“Fuckin idiot” I move next to him warning him with my eyes

“Fuck it!” Sandor screams rushing to meet the soldier. I don’t know how long we have been fighting the undead but I know we weren’t close to being done. I slash one man. Push another to sink into the water.

“Fall back! Fall back!” I hear Jon scream

“Come on!” Tormund slashes the undead infront of me, pulling me by my hand. The brotherhood tries to form a line. Pushing back as much as they can but the undead are too much. I turn to see Tormund wrestle the soldier and as he slashes him two more knock him down again.

“Fucking hell” I rush over cutting the arms holding onto his legs trying to pull him into the water.

“NO!” is the last thing I hear when I feel a pull on my leg and the icy warm engulfs me. I can’t see but I start kicking until my leg is free and I gasp for air at the surface. “Did you know it was too cold for a swim?” I roll my eyes at Tormund as he helps me up. “Move to help pull that undead captive” I turn and see Jon moving in further back.

“Jon” Once I reach towards the back to him there is nowhere further to move. We are cornered and all I can do is look around, the amount of soldiers is too much to take on. Our heads turn as we hear a dragon screech. We see Drogon blast the army before us wiht fire. Her other two dragons trailing behind her continued her lead. They melt the ice sinking other soldiers. Drogon lands on the ice island inviting Jon to climb onto the dragon but the dead get to us first. We hear a screech not a pleasant one. An ice spear can be seen pierced into Viserion and he rapidly falls to the ice. “Everybody hurry!” The brotherhood continues moving until they are all in the dragon.

“Get on the dragon Y/N” I turn to Jon and see him trying to hold back as many soldiers. “Y/N! JON!” Jorahs voice screams. Jon runs towards us but is tackled by some undead.

“Daenerys’ leave! Now!” Jons body disappears underwater. I rush over taking care of some soldiers on the way to Jon. I jump into the water trying my best to feel around for him. I open my eyes and see a figure, hoping it was him. I grabbed whatever I could and swam up to the surface. “If you could get weigh less” I get up on the ice but trying to pull him up is hard. I look up seeing the night king back away but as they notice my resurface some of the undead start rushing towards us. I feel a strong pull from my side and Jon is on the ice now. The man drops his hood revealing his face.

“Get him out of here” He helps me mount Jon on his horse then rushes me to mount.

“Who are you?”

“My nephew never spoke of me? How sad” He pushes me up

“We hadn’t had that much time to speak.” I reach out my hand “Come with us”

“Go. I’ve got time” He slaps the horse making it get going. I see from the distance multiple soldiers surround him until I can’t see his figure any longer. The horse rides towards the wall. I check my surroundings making sure no one is around. I stop the dark horse and bring Jon down.

“Come on you can’t die on me” I push on his chest and the next minute he starts coughing. “Thank the gods” my body falls back taking a deep breath. He turns around surprised to see me.

“Did you-?” I roll my eyes helping him up.

“Yeah no, let's go. We are not talking here” We mount the horse and continue towards the wall. “A man with a hood showed up and offered his horse. He said it was your uncle”

“Ben. The last time I saw him was in castle black. Before I swore into the night watch” I heard his sad voice. “The last thing I heard about him was that he was lost and probably dead” well it might be more true now. The ride was silent until we got to the wall. The man up high could be heard screaming about a rider. My head falls back onto Jon. “Are you feeling okay?” I nod lazily. Other than the fact that my body feels warm and my sides burn hotter, I am great.

“Are you?” I can feel myself smile stupidly up at him. His face looks exhausted and I was probably making it worse by leaning onto him.

“Get them down” Davos' voice can be heard from the top of the stairs. My body is removed from the horse and brought to an unknown room. “Let's see what damage you caused to yourself” He removes my clothing enough to see my stomach.

“Am I going to die?” I smile but he is not amused. He removed the only wrap and prepared to clean up my wound. “So. Did Daenerys agree to help?”

“I am pretty sure when she saw it with her two eyes it made her realize the real threat here” That was not my question.

“Even if the queen doesn’t agree to put hold on their war?” I hiss, feeling the cold water touch my sides.

“Let's take a step at a time, we still have to give her the reason on why they shouldn’t go to war yet” I nod my head laying it back down.

“Can I close my eyes for a minute?” I hear his laugh as he continues to wrap me up. When I said a minute I didn’t mean it literally. Greyworm comes in and tells us that the ship is ready to sail back. Once Davos is finished I get up and make my way to the ship. All the way I stay behind while the unsullied and the rest ride in front of me. Jon was taken asleep. He must be exhausted. “When we get to King's landing we will be right in the front lines” I turned to Greyworm who stood next to me in the dock.

“Will there be a fight?” I shake my head

“No.” I hope not. “But we can’t risk anything. My dothraki should already be in King's landing.” He nods then excusing himself. The water became turbulent but not enough to cause me fear.

“You should get some rest” I hear Daenerys' voice to my side. “We have a long way ahead and you need your strength”

“As soon as I am done here” She smiles, chuckling a bit.

“Thinking or looking at the view?”

“Both” I speak plainly. Silence now fills us until she starts to speak again.

“Jon has bent the knee and swore to me” I would be lying if I said I wasn’t surprised. I am guessing Tormund really got to him.

“Good” I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t want to come out as sarcastic when I said something like congratulations.

“You should go rest, we will be reaching Kings Landing at dawn” The sun is setting at the edge line of the water. I am sent off with a smile. I walk into the cabin on the ship.

“Y/N?” A voice said while I crossed the slight open door. I walk up pushing it open to see Jon laying there. “Y/N” his voice just above a whisper. I turn to close the door and then walk to stand beside him.

“You don’t look so good, Your Grace” A slight smile on my face. I kneel down beside him and look into his eyes.

“Well princess you might not look as bad as I do but probably feel as exhausted as I am right now” My knees hit the floor and I stretch over leaning against the edge of the bed. I shake my head seeing him try to talk again. I know what he was going to say, his eyes were soft and his gaze was charming.

“You don’t have to say anything.” I move my hands to his face, caressing his features.

The scar he has is close to his eyebrow. Removing the curls that circled his face. His eyes close and I run my fingers through his eyelids paying close attention to his lashes. “I may not trust easily, but somehow I trusted you the moment you walked into Dragonstone.” My hands move to his jaw moving it to turn more towards me. “I trust in what you're fighting for.” His hand moved to caress mine. “I heard you bent the knee” I look down towards our hands as they move away from his face. He nods as he responds. “Seeing what you are facing I am glad. You need Daenerys help if you want to even stand a chance” I feel a tug on my hand. I look up and my body starts moving on its command without him saying anything. I lay beside him as his arms wrapped around me.

“Lets get some sleep Princess” He lets out a sigh covering me with some fur.

“You need to start calling me your Knight in shining armour” I hold in my laugh look up at him. Let's just say he wasn’t amused. “You can be the princess” I see him react to that. He closed his eyes and I moved my focus away, the last thing I saw was his smile.

“You can call me whatever you please” I rolled my eyes pulling in closer to him before letting my exhuastin take over.

Chapter 2:

Chapter 2

The last seven days have gone by so slow. I spend my time taking a look at my watch noticing every minute that ticks by. Six is not a bad guy but he is very serious, more than me even, that's what Claire says atleast. I can see how Claire has gotten under his skin. She had a scare two days ago and he was alert and ready to do anything to keep her safe in the hospital. I stayed behind with Victoria. She has been to herself unless Six was involved. What is up with girls and guys way too old for them? At the moment we were outside, Claire was sitting in the shade reading a book while I was laying down on the ground resting my eyes.

“Your supposed to be inside” I groan as I hear his voice and hear claires stop.

“Are you always so serious” I chuckle keeping my eyes closed.

“I am working” he states it like it was all he has known and that was probably right.

“How many suits do you own?” I open one eyes seeing the stare he was give claire with all the questions she was asking.

“Are you sitting on my jacket?” I look over to Claire who just shrugged and takes it out from under her.

“You know, you would look better in dark blue” I sigh standing up. “Don’t you think?” I don’t know who she was asking but as i walked past him handing him his jacket.

“She’s right” It goes well with his eyes. “Claire don’t you dare read ahead” I scream making my way into the house. Six was right about being outside in the open area. Yet I know the girls were feeling frustrated being stuck inside and atleast for a little bit they could be reguler kids and spend some time outside. No danger has happened since the last time someone snuck in but you can never be too cautious.

The afternoon passed by and finally the clock hit 12. Midnight and I couldn’t sleep. I get up from my chair and move to the kitchen to make some tea. Six is sitting on the couch watching the cameras like a hawk. “You want a drink?”

“I don’t drink” he simply responded and I couldn’t help but chuckle. His eyes probably never left the computer screen since the girls went to bed, correction since Clair went to bed. Victoria is still up.

“Tea,” I groaned. “Although the thing you need is a drink” I whisper under my breath and if he heard me, he didn’t respond

“Didn’t see you much of a tea drinker, I have only seen you drink coffee” I hear the stool chair being pulled and his voice getting closer.

“Coffee is just something, tea calms me down” I place a cup infront of him watching his reaction. “I didn’t posion it” I place mine in the counter waiting for it to cool down a little.

“So, Meditation, Tea, have a touch on literature and life. Hippie?” Our eyes meet. I didn’t know what to say. Its not like I didn’t have a remark but looking into his eyes for the very first time like this changed my perspective of him. Of course I don’t trust him but I can form an opinion on him without knowing everything about him. How did he end up in the CIA? He doesn’t say much which is understandable but even the loneliest people need to vent to someone. Wonder why people don’t have even some many up stories about him. He is like a ghost. “Are you trying to read me?” A little smirk form but as quick as it did it disappeared.

I shake my head. “Goodnight Six” I take my cup and headed back into my office. There is someone who will help me out and she owes me. I sat my cup down and pull up my phone. I hear it ring for the longest until a voice answers on the other side.

“Hows it going”

“Sierra Six. I have my thoughts on him.”

“I know you never set ideas on someone but what you see is who he is” I stop a think. Maggie surly knows him, she worked close with Fitz and if he knew anything he would tell her and it goes the same for her. But she is wrong. Eithier she is lying or Fitzroy doesn’t trust her as much as I thought he did. Or maybe she doesn’t trust me as much as I thought.

“Okay” Before I could hang up she speaks again.

“Courtland Gentry. Goodnight Sierra Eight” My hand couldn’t move to set the phone down. The shock of not hearing his real name but of being called that again. Why? Another thing I hated.

“Hey, where is Six?” I look up seeing Victoria in her nightgown “He isn’t in the living room” I wanted to tell her to go to bed but I understand she is already 18 and doesn’t need me to tell her what to do.

“Let me check” I open my laptop and look at the cameras until I find him walking upstairs making his rounds. “He's making his rounds by the library” A smile appears on her face and she takes off. I finish my tea and I get up to leave towards the kitchen and am caught off guard when Six blocks my view.

“Liar” I sigh, holding on to my chest. “And Incognizant” I look up to him. Courtland. Nothing really special in his name. An English word usually used for a girl. I’ve heard of Cortland, but that was not him. It was like puppet work, he took a step forward and I took a step back. He had pretty features. I can’t do this to myself. Thankfully I started thinking clearly when he shut the door causing my cup to fall and break.

“I was just off for a moment” I scoffed and reached for the broom to pick up my mess but he caught my hand.

“Your eyes look at me differently” I scrunch my nose feeling uneasy. He stared at me like I was the stranger here.

“I have never looked at you like I knew you” Something flicker through his eyes. I slipped my wrist away only to have him grab a hold of it again and pull me closer. My head got dizzy and my body wanted to just let him take hold of me. His smell was everywher and it filled my brain and it only allowed me to focus on his face so close to mine.

“After a couple days, you know me better than anyone” My eyes seal close as his nose traces my jaw. He hoovers and moves down my neck

“Its my job to know who am working with” I tried to fight his hold on my wrist but I knew I was just kidding myself. If I wanted I could have him on the floor in a second, in any position I wanted.

“You know that is not want I was talking about” he grabs a hold of my jaw making my eyes open and focus on his. His attitude changed, he was playful and calm just a second ago and now I can’t see any emotion in his eyes. “I am not one to do this.” He moves closer with every word he lets out and I can’t move and inch. “You intrigue me and trust me when I say that no one has before. And I know this isn’t right but goddamn at this point it feels like the only right thing to do is kiss you”

So kiss me. My body and hands were on him but our lips didn’t touch. “You’re right” I whisper. Its like I was burning inside and the only thing that could put me out was water. But I didn’t want to be put out, I wanted to burn even more. In any way I could have him. I reach out to his wrist, jerking him to the wall and opening the door.

“He wasn;t in the library” Victoria says standing with her arms crossed right infront of me. Her eyes checked me out like, she knows I was lying but I know she wouldn’t understand why, and before you think about it no, it wasn’t because I was Six for myself.

“Oh” I look around acting like I was thinking. “ Maybe he moved on to the rest of the house before you got there” I shrug, giving her a smile. I reach back, grabbing the door knob and closing it behind me.

“Right,” she say annoyed. I thought it was the last of the words from her but she stood her ground. There was nothing I was scared of. If I died, so be it. If they killed any innocent person in the world who wasn’t the two girls I could live with that. Hell if I had to kill them I would. But what came out of her mouth wasn’t fear, far worse, it was worry. Fear is upon yourself but worry is upon that one person that you can’t help. “He said you would never lie to your girls”

I turn around and look back with no emotion. “He was right” I was looking for any sign of her giving anything away. I never reveal anything but to one person. She promised.

“Guess I'm not part of those girls.” I think her lips said goodnight. My brain was on fire. I walk back inside grabbing my phone and placing it in my pocket.

My mind was doing laps. Figuring out what Victoria knew. “What's got you twisted” This is the last thing I need. I look up from staring at the table to the door frame where Court stood. I forgot he was still here.

“You do” I get up from my chair walking towards the door to get as far away from him as possible. Every step felt like I would fall onto my knees. The feelings when he gets too close and help me god it didn’t help that he now put his arm inbetween me and freedom.

“Well let me fix that” He stood up straight taken a step towards me and one thing I won’t do is ever take a step back for someone. But no matter what kind of feelings I have towards him that make my mind disappear. My whole body feel tingly and my heart beat faster and faster every time his eyes are on mine, I have to ignore it. Before he had a chance to touch me I moved away walking out the door. I didn’t have time for this. I pull out my phone and dailed the only person who could give me answers.

“Eight”

“Fitzroy” I say stern hoping his smirk or smile will disappear. “I have something to pick with you” I sat down on the kitchen stool making sure no one was around. “And am guessing you know by the silence in your voice” I chuckle, not an amusing one.

“Listen”

“No, I have done enough listening. I took this because it was you. And out of all people I would have thought you would understand. I confined in you, and no reason behind it will be good enough”

“She didn’t trust you!” he cuts me off making my blood boil a little hotter than it already was

“She doesn’t get a choice! Her life's in jeopardy. Does she really think she has a say?”

“Victoria is 18” I shook my head in disbelief. “She's an adult”

“Then I guess she can take care of herself. You had no right, I chose to trust you and that was bad on my end.”

“What are you going to do leave?”

“As a matter of fact yes I am. And after I end this call you won’t have a way to find me.”

“You can’t just leave, you made a promise to my girls”

“YOU MADE A PROMISE TO ME! I don’t take those lightly. Your girls will be safe with Six.”

“You can’t leave, you won’t leave, you care to much for the girls” deep down I know he was right. I cared for them. No matter which way I put it, It wasn’t the girls fault. But I just couldn’t stay.

“You know I cared about my girls more than anything”

“They are Dead!” I always had a short temper. Whenever I was young I would find the closes thing and try to match in with my fist. It hurt like hell but it was distracting from the pain in my heart.

Smashing the phone to the floor I took off to my office. I feel someone staring at me as I walk past the living room. Six was probably looking at the security cameras like always. Thankfully the sound was filtered. I close the door quietly and looked around. This has been my home for almost 4 years. Going back and forth everywhere but when I came back here it was a relief to me. I went to the computer and erased what I needed. My life was always a risk to I only kept what I knew would not come back a bite me. Every writing and note and picture in this room was unimportant and not useful to track me. Like a disposal camera, you take memories but at the end of the day if it get lost or trashed it won’t matter because those memories are engraved in your brain. I grab my backpack and headed out the door. I took a look at my watch and seen it just hit 4. It should be morning soon and I can’t risk anyone seeing me, for the safety of the girls. “Where are you going” Six walks from around the corner stopping as I got to the back door.

“I have a couple errands to run. I will be in a couple hours” You would think it would feel so bad to lie so well. Things will come out of my mouth and I would not evaluate them until I think of what I said later on. Maybe it's because I believed them too.

“Fitzroy didn’t say anything-'' He stopped when I placed my hand on both his cheeks. I felt a little tug in my lips. But of course disappointment made it go away.

“It was a last minute thing. I have news on Lloyd. I will explain it when I come back” With that I move out the door and across the hills until I reach my getaway. I didn’t know where I was going after getting on the train. I knew that the sun was coming back up when I moved out on some random street. I reach a telephone and dial Maggie’s number. “Maggie you know I respect you but you had no right. They only reason I am on the phone right now is because of the respect I still have for you, but this is the last time you will hear from me.” Before she could say anything I hung up. Now to get back on the train, on a plane and to walk a couple miles.

————-Maybe————

Description:

You work alongside Matt and Foggy at the law firm. Of course, as one of the most successful lawyers in the city the one and only Tony Stark would recruit you. As you are trying to find a meaning of your life you find life in someone. It may be a rocky start for you two but maybe it’s worth taking.

Chapter 7:

I walked out a metal door when all the stairs were finished. Quietly I walk on the overhead squaring over the main floor. My back was backed up to the closest wall. I felt like if I just walk normally trying not to be seen or heard I would eventually fall on my face. Trying to clench the wall and feeling the cold concrete was what I needed to calm my heart down. I came this far, can’t turn around now. “Maybe I should take you and with that your team will leave me alone” A dark voice was heard. I look over and see a tall broad shoulder man who was talking to Nat. Fuck. Her head was restless, unable to pick up her head. Both her arms are tied with chains and hanging like arag doll.

“You killed an innocent person, you really think we will let you go that easy?” While they continued talking I walked down some stairs in the back, careful to watch if anyone else or anything else was in the room. In the back of the man who I am guessing is Kidd, there was a table. He emptied his pockets. I grab a gun hand and press it to the back of his head.

“I was wondering when you were going to show up” He turns around to face me with an evil smile on his face. I had the gun and the upper hand but he was the one who was calm. “I did my own research on you” Every step he takes I take a step back. “I know where you came from”

“Shut up” I take the gun closer to him. “You have nothing to say to me. Let her loose '' He chuckles, turning around and before I could do anything he pulled out another gun aiming it to the cieling and taking a shot. The glass crumbles down with dirt flying everywhere. I pull on the Nats lever and cover her.

“Y/N. The place is about to fall down. Take the door to your right. The yellow one! Hurry!” Maria pleas were the last thing on my mind. More dirt came down and I could hear the building crumbling over us.

“Nat?” holding onto her cheeks to make her face me. Her eyes were drifting and if I let her go her body would melt. “Shit. Nat. Wake up” Fuck. I get up, placing my arms under hers, pulling her towards the door.

“I got her” I look up and see Vision coming down. I nod. I see him carry her through the opening where everything was falling. I made sure they were gone as I ran safely past the door.

“Who has the upper hand now?” Goddamit. “ I should have done some research before targeting you. I thought you were going to be a normal person who if they are threatened they would always watch over their shoulder not involve the one and only avengers team." What kind of villain circles someone as the place is about to come down on us?

“Never did plan on it but since you literally tried to bomb me in the avengers tower, you kind of did that to yourself”

“Right now is not the time to be a smart mouth don’t you think?” He drew the gun closer to my face.

“So let me get this straight. Your boy fell for Jessica. Jessica was killed by the 3 suspects. Then your son committed sucide so you went on to kill the three suspects and Mr. Miller to cover up your tracks of revange?”

“Yes” He huffed, taking a look behind me. He lets go of the gun and starts walking away. “Now I know they won’t stop until I am captured but if you die here and I go to court for any of that, well lets just say corpses cant” He makes it to a covered door and locks it before I could stop him. Fuck. I run back to the yellow door and debris blocks the other side. What kind of ward, maze, or fucking warehouse is this?

“Y/N?” oh thank god

“Maria? How Nat?”

“Really? You are stuck underground. Mrs. Romanoff is a couple of minutes away from

the tower. Bruce is with her.”

“Thank god. Trust me I am freaking out. I don’t like being stuck in place more when its

underground.”

“You know what the good news is?” There's good news?

“My hair still look good?” I slide down the wall ready to collapse and stay there until I die

of starvation

“I can’t tell through infered but what I can tell is we have Kidd under custody and is on

the way to jail” another sigh of relief. “Are you ready to get out of there?” Before I could answer I hear a loud explosion and the hallaway I am in starts moving.

“What the hell is happening?” Please let it be an earthquake and not the ground underneath me falling.

“We cleared the ground above and now we are taking the enclosure you are in out to the surface” I could hear the container I was in hit the ground. Enclosure? What the hell am I, an animal? The sound and the smell of something burning was opposite of me. The metal rectangle opening fell, the light came through and an annoying and pissed off Tony did too.

“I should have kept you in here. Cut an opening on top and fed you like a hamster. That way you couldn’t get stupid ideas an act on them”

“Can we go home now? I did enough heroing today?” I know I didn’t help and probably interfered more than helping but I was tired and I hadn’t had anything to eat. No one got hurt and the criminal is underarrest.

“Yeah. Get in the quinjet” I smile passing by him. Never have I been so happy to touch the ground.

“You okay?” Steve says as I am walking up the ramp

“Next time I tell you to get out you do just as I say so I don’t have to come to you and have something like this happen again” I hear his slight chuckle. I take a seat and close my eyes.

“You saved Nat you know?” Lazily I open my eyes and see him kneeling infront of me. “We weren’t going to give up that easily. We have gotten into bigger messes before. As for you coming over that was a bad idea yes but if you didn’t we wouldn't have gotten to Nat in time” His smile always makes me feel better and he always knows what to say.

“Alright let's go home” Tony demands, walking into the quinjet. “And Bucky is, I would say angry at you but I don’t think that begins to cover it” Fuck! I forgot about Bucky. Fuck Bucky. Lydia. I am a horrible guardian. Leaving her alone with a guy who might have nice intentions but probably doesn’t even know how to take care of a plant. All the way I had two things on my mind. One Lydia and second Nat. When I told you I ran I ran to my room. I think all I saw was tunnel vision.

“Oh thank god” I pressed a hand over my heart seeing Lydia sleep soundly on my bed. His stare was very distinctive so when I felt a stare I knew it was him. I turn around and see him leaning with his arms crossed in the door entry. “Hey Tinman”

“Are you serious? Leaving me alone with a baby?! No. Leaving Lydia alone with me! To go to a mission that didn’t include you. That you could be injured or worse, died from!”

“Am sorry I wasn’t thinking” I walk forward tailing out the door so Lydia wouldn’t wake up. I knew saying sorry was enough when his face wasn’t angry but sad. “I understand-”

“You don’t understand anything! You could have died while under my protection! Lydia could have been harmed while I was with her. Goddamit!” I was looking at the ground like I was some little kid being screamed at by their parents. I didn’t know what to say and I guess he didn’t want to hear anything of what I was going to come up with. His footsteps moved quietly down the hall until he went into his room. The elevator dings and I see Wanda walking out.

“Everything okay?” Why did I feel a sting in my eyes? I never liked people screaming at me. But it never made tears form like this before. Not since the last time I saw my mother. “Y/N you need to understand way better than the quick story” She is right. I don’t know who Bucky is but I really do feel sorry and I have to make him believe me. “I will stay with her. Go”

“Thanks Wanda” I walked towards the door but stopped before I could try the knob. My mind was a mess or words. Every word that I think has no meaning because I am scared it's the wrong ones to use. “Bucky?” He probably hates me more than he did before now. That's why he doesn’t answer the door. Even trying to take a deep breath was a mistake. My breathing was out of order now. I turn the door thanking it for being unlocked. The lights were off but the light from outside gave me enough to see the form of the bedroom. He wasn’t in bed and the bathroom or closet door was wide open with the lights off. Where is he?

“Normally when people don’t answer the door it is because they don’t want to speak to anyone” Shit. I turned to the dark corner his voice was coming from.

“Normally people don’t seat in dark corners in their own room with the light off” Everystep I took towards him I had a bad idea in my head. What if it wasn’t Bucky? What if it was a serial killer pretending to be him? What if it was my imagination or just a dream? What if I walk into the dark corner and get sucked in a different demination?

“For someone who has a lot of thoughts in their brain, you can’t make decisions rapidly” I stop immediately after bumping into him. I kneel infront of him. I don’t hear him even flinch in the chair.

“Tinman I came here to apologise and you are making it really hard” Fuck I can’t come up with words now and that basically in my job description. But I can’t help this feeling, I don’t want to hurt him or have him hate me even more becasue I don’t know how to apologise to someone. I have never been the one to show emotion or love towards somebody. Maybe a hug and a smile with friends but never this. With Bucky it's like a connection and as stupid as it sounds I just crave him more than a physical way. Wanda always said I would find someone who would change my mind on belonging to someone. Having to give everything to them no matter the pain. To make myself vulnerable to them. I would tell her she was crazy. If I did find someone they wouldn’t rule my life. I wouldn’t be someone who would do that. I thought I was strong but with him, it just feels different. Words can’t explain that. “I am not good at apologising because I don’t do it often” I place my hands on his knees. Why? I don’t know!. His muscles tense but I can’t remove them now. “You can ask Wanda. I hardly apologise to people one because I am hardly in the wrong and two because most of the time it is something stupid. I can’t even accept and thank you because I hate feeling like I have to keep up an act of being someone they like-”

“You’re rambling” His voice was above a whisper and If he wouldn’t have moved a little I wouldn’t have quit talking to hear him talk.

“Right. Look I just want to say I am sorry for leaving Lydia with you. I should have thought it through but when I saw that the team needed help, well I bolted. I know you, Bruce, or Sam could have been of better service but it was my problem to fix. So I apologise for that. I don’t know everything,” Shit. I feel a problem coming. “I just know that I am sorry for making you feel like a danger to someone.” more a baby. “ I won’t do it again” I hope he could hear my sincerity in my voice. How can he make me feel so vulnerable? Like I want to cry because I caused him some kind of pain. I met him not even a week ago. Yet he makes me feel like we have been friends for years.

BLACK AND BLOOD

Y/N L/N is the daughter of the Great Khal Drogo although she was raised by the king of the unknown lands. After finding out he died she travels and finds the one who caused his death. Along this adventure she meets the mother of dragons. Jon Snow. Night walkers. We will see if she really has the Dothraki blood flowing through her veins.

Chapter 3:

We come up to the royal guards trailing behind and making sure every crop and gold gets to kingslanding. “Don’t let another wagon move an inch!” I scream to the Dothraki. The horses rush fastly towards the soldier standing now guard with their spears and shields. The army’s in line as we make contact with them. Daenerys can be heard above with Drogon. His fiery breath fires from above down to her enemies. All you can hear now is our screams while we take care of the soilders and the soilders scream as the fire burns them to dust. Men on both sides are being slaughtered. A second wave of Dothraki Screamers ride in. They switch from a seated position to standing atop their saddles shooting bow and arrow. While fighting a soilder I notice Daenerys being shot at. “Malakho! Get rid of him” I scream in Dothraki and motion to the crossbow that was being used. I moved behind him taking care of the soldiers that tried getting in his way.

“Aren’t you something?” His sword swings over my head and when he comes around I stop him with my arakh. Push him back, regaining my balance. I aimed towards him with force as he did the same but his only fault was that he wasn’t fast enough. I look over to find Drogon on the ground. I run towards him but the flames throw me to the ground. I stand up feeling a sting on my ribs. Darn.

“Need to get you back” Lasdar on my people tows a horse my way and helps me on. “I will make sure the queens get back safely” I trust him. He hushers my horse to move. I didn’t notice that the soldier made contact with me. I closed my eyes once or twice and I can’t remember now where I was headed. Everything was a blurr. Maybe it was because of the loss of blood or because the night was falling and I had no way to see. I fell apart when the horse finally came to a halt.

“Couldn’t go without any drama could you?” a faint smile crossed my face until blackness overtook me.

“Why didn’t you go? They would have never happened!”

“Oh come on, she is old enough to take care of herself. Look! She made it back in one piece”

“Yeah and a cut that might have cut her in two!”

“Can yall both shut up” I groan feeling the wrap around my waist. “What did they say? Am I going to die?” I sit up and notice my siblings staring at me. “What?”

“You are an idoit. Why did you have to go into the fight when you knew it was 10 against 1. You weren’t needed there” I grab the first thing I could find and throw it at my brother's head.

“Out!”

“No! You will listen to us, if father finds out you almost died-”

“I almost didn't die! It's not like this hasn’t happened before. And he knows that there is that risk that I might not return home”

“Yeah well he made us promise to make sure nothing happened if we could stop it” of course he did. Of course he would be the one to make them promise to make sure if anyone had to die first it would be them. “So don’t put yourself in this situation if you can help it or next time take us with you!” Our attention moves to the knock on the door. “Come in”

“I wanted to see how you were doing” Daenerys comes in as Tyrion trails behind her. Joia and Grisill excuse themselves out.

“Much better” the wound hurts but how can it not. I have lived through this pain before. “But I am sure that wasn’t the only reason you stopped by.” Don’t get me wrong I understand she likes me but she has more serious things she needs to worry about other than me.

“You saved me from Dothraki rebels and fought alongside me to take back my throne overseas. The Unsullied and Dothraki are more your people than mine. They follow your lead. I need your help with something. Jon got a message from Winterfell and the so-called Night king and his army are marching towards Eastwatch.”

“Jon has agreed to bring one along for us and Cersei to see a real night walker. I will be going to King's Landing to make that agreement with my brother Jaime” I am waiting for Tyrion to continue or Daenerys to get to the point on how she needs my help. “Davos is coming with me and Jorah is going with Jon.” They both look at each other and somehow agree on Daenerys to tell me what the request is.

“I need you to travel back with Jon and the unsullied. Not one of our people will travel north of the wall but if he is speaking the truth and soon he becomes an allie we will atleast cast trust on the northerners”

“What if the queen denies the request and attacks dragonstone when we are not here?”

“You will see a dragon flying above and bring back the unsullied” This is a horrible plan. She was the first one to not want to do anything but give the dragonstone to Jon if he wasn’t going to bend the knee. Now she wants to send an army to protect the north from the undead. “You don't have to to cross the wall with them, just stay in the castle and wait for them to come back’’

‘‘Go to Winterfell. Keep a lookout for a dragon flying around. Wait for Jon to show back up and hope Cercesi accepts to meet, what can go wrong?’’ They both nod. The pain is bearable. I put on my clothes and pack to leave. I don’t tell my siblings anything again knowing damn well if I do they would fall behind me.

‘‘I heard you got hurt’’ I turned to look back, seeing Jon walking up to me. The men can be seen packing up the ship. Food and most importantly dragonglass.

‘‘Yes, one of the queen's soldiers got to me’’

‘‘You are going to need more than those clothes to keep you warm‘’ I look down at my clothes letting a chuckle escape

‘‘Don’t worry about me, I have experience in the cold’’ he walks closer to me taking hold of my hands.

‘‘I don’t have experience or know anything about your land but I can assure you, nothing will be colder than the winters in Winterfell and you run warm’’ right now i am running warm. I hope he can’t see the pink shade in my cheeks, what is happening? I mean i am not stupid but there is no way this guy has made me feel more things than the man i fell in love with 5 years ago when I was 15.

‘‘Well I hope that the King of Winterfell is kind enough to lend me some warmth’’ My eyes move from our hands to his eyes. ‘‘I meant clothes’’ I smile feeling nervous start to raise

‘‘Of course Princess’’

‘‘Begging your pardon, Your Grace. Princess’’ Our hands move away hearing Davos' voice. He is alongside a young man.

‘‘You survived King's Landing.’’ Jon answers. I step back but don’t move far as there’s a hold on belt. I look down noticing Jon’s hand.

‘‘Yet again’’ Davos laughs. ‘‘Your Grace, this is—’’ The young man steps forward in front of Davos extending his hand

‘‘It's Gendry, Your Grace. I'm Robert Baratheon's son. Bastard son.’’ Jon shakes his hand as I just smile awkwardly just standing a little back from Jon

‘‘We was meant to keep that to himself.’’ Davos tried to add but I new that didn’t matter when he mention that part

‘‘Our fathers trusted each other. Why shouldn't we?’’ I felt as the young man Gentry was talking it was something I wasn’t supposed to be here for

‘‘I saw your father once at Winterfell.’’ Jon keeps a straight face. I moved my hand towards his yanking my belt away but that only got him to get a hold of my hand.

‘‘I met yours in my shop.’’

‘‘You're a lot leaner.’’

‘‘You're a lot shorter.’’Jon stops smiling and pauses a moment. Then he chuckles.

‘‘I grew up on stories about them.’’ It made my heart feel nice to hear Jon speak about something other than hurt about his life. I wonder if he had more nice stories to tell

‘‘All I ever knew was they fought together and won. Ser Davos told me where you're going, Your Grace, and why. Let me come with you.’’ Jon looks back at me seeing my expression. This was his move. This man was asking to join him, it wouldn’t affect me in any way.

‘‘Don't be a fool. You're not a soldier.’’ Davos butts in

‘‘No, but I'm a fighter. And he won't be needing a smith with a sword like that.’’

‘‘Do you know how to use one?’’ The young man shakes his head ‘‘Well, that's a problem.’’

‘‘I prefer a hammer.’’ Jon smiles at him, agreeing to have him join as a blacksmith and if he wishes,a soldier soon enough. They both walk away to the ship leaving Jon and I alone again. I take this opportunity as he stays frozen looking at the castle to move closer. I don’t press myself against his back but close enough to hear his breathing.

‘‘Is there a reason you keep holding my hand?’’ My head now reaches up to whisper in his ear. I couldn’t help but grin. I see his eyes close pushing his head back a little and taking a deep breath

‘‘I had to keep you close to make sure the new guy wasn’t a threat’’ I laugh a little. ‘The mother of dragons allowed one of her advisers to come along with me, I have to do my job and keep you safe’’ He turns around enterwining our hands. My breathing was unsteady now and his eyes have never looked more beautiful.

‘‘You should go hold Jorah's hand too then, I can assure you he needs more protection than me’’ it was his turn to laugh.

‘‘Humor me’’ my smile fades and I back up. I let go of his hand.

“We should get going. The faster we get there the faster we come back” I turn around standing by the boat waiting for the rest to come. Mormont can be seen kissing Daenerys before he departs towards me. Tyrion standing beside her like always. Jon walks forward talking to her.

“Glad to see you in better shape” I smile at Jorah.

“Me too” He laughs “You know I met your father before” I give him a questioning look. “I never said anything because he asked me not to.” He turns towards me, almost casting over my body. “I was the one who delivered the message of Khals death to the castle. Khal told me to find you before he died and lead his men with Daenerys after his death”

“How come I never heard about this?” anger started to raise. This would have made things simpler yet I don’t know if it would have. I trust Jorah now but back then he was just a stranger. If he would have told me this I wouldn’t have believed him. It would happen like it did, I came and tried to kill Daenerys until everyone including my own brother advised me against it. She told me how it happened and I choose to believe her and everyone else but yet I can’t help but still not trust her.

“Your father chose it would be best. He said you always had a way with people. You always trust your gut and that somehow everythings always goes your way” I smile

“He likes to say the gods are the only ones who can keep up with me. When I was younger he prayed to the gods to look after me becasue he had a feeling nobody in this lifetime could''

“He mentioned something about your stubbornes” yes. That is what he called all my antics. “I'm glad you chose to help Daenerys. Yes she has three dragons but she needed people like you and Tyrion beside her” There is sadness in his voice. I know things werent as good with him and her but the only thing he wants now is for her to be happy.

“And your Jorah. I know she missed you”

————Maybe————

Description

You work alongside Matt and Foggy at the law firm. Of course as one of the most successful lawyer in the city the one and only Tony Stark would recruit you. As you are trying to find a meaning of your life you find life in someone. It’s may be a rocky start for you two but maybe it’s worth taking.

Chapter 3:

When the light came into focus I started to feel the headache.Sitting didn’t help much, my bones were weak and I felt like my whole insides wanted to come out that second. I pull myself from the bed and stop in my tracks. “Where the hell am I?” The balcony curtains were now open and I could see the whole city. The room was an accent of greys and whites.

“Miss L/N”

“Oh Shit” Freaking forget that Tony has a lot of money that he has his own kind of siri in his home.

“I apologize for scaring you, I just wanted to let you know that you spent the night at the tower”

“Thank you” I place on the slips beside the bed.

“Would you like me to announce you are awake to Mr Stark?”

“No, but thank you. Can you tell me where Natasha is?” I don’t have any memories of last night and the only one I am willing to talk to after I know I had too many drinks last night is Nat. But she might not remember what happened herself last night.

“She is actually with Mr. Stark in the conference room with some other visitors”

“Thank you, Jarvis” I let out a breath before heading out. I got to the elevator and went to the kitchen knowing the conference room was on the same floor. I walk out and lazily pass by the kitchen but am stopped when I hear a voice.

“Woah, aren’t you supposed to be in your room?” I stop in my track not turning around to see who was talking

“I don’t live here so technically its not my room and secondly do I need someones permission to leave it” I felt stupid staring at the way to the conference room so I turn around only to see the guy that took Steve away from our table drinking something.

“Don’t get defensive with me?” He starts to walk closer but I keep my stance “I am just saying after what happened yesterday you might want to go back and get more rest” Although his words could be used to concern his tone of voice and his expression told me he was being a smartass about this. Wait, what did he say? “Oh, you don’t remember?”

“What happened last night?” I stare at him waiting for an answer but he is just there, standing calmly sipping on his drink “Ugh” I huffed away walking straight into the conference room, not caring who Nat or Tony were busy dealing with. “What happend last night” They all turn towards me and I notice Matt and Foggy are also in the room.

“Y/N you need some rest” Matt stands up but before he could take a step I turn to Tony and asks the question again

“Yesterday night we were attacked. I thought it was an attempt towards me but it wasn’t” Up in the big screen there were survillience camera of the attack. I saw myself laying on the floor after the explosion. Steve comes over and pickes me up and I see a trail of blood following out the door. “Y/N why didn’t you tell us about what was really happeing with your case?” I could barely focus on his words. I reach my hand up to feel a bandage around my head. That explains the headache.

“First it was just a note, who would have thought they would do something as bad as a bomb” Matt says sitting back down. My mind was in a haze. I didn’t know what to do. There was a threat to my life and now I had put my friends in danger. I know most of them fight things worse than a bomb but also most of them are human. No matter how tough and bigger things they have survived, if that bomb would have exploded next to one of them they would have been made into pieces.

“Y/N go back to your room, I will have Bruce come by to check on your injury” I didn’t question him. Nat offered to accompany me but I told her I was okay. I needed to leave and figure this out. I get back into the room and change back into my clothes, not really practical to try to avoid people in this tower but it was all I had. I grab my stuff and open the door and walk towards the stairs.

“Where are you going princess?” I got pull back by the arm and up a couple steps before pushing him away.

“Nothing that concerns you” I turn to walk again but he stands in my way.

“It sure does concern me since Stark got me to look out for you since last night”

“So you're his guard dog? Can’t say you don’t look intimidating but a dog this tough don’t usually bite” and there it is again, that hand around my arm stopping me from walking down more flight of stairs

“Say what you want but you are going back into that room and staying there until Bruce checks you out”

“And then what? Stay in that room until I root and die?” He moved closer and bent down to my height

“They only told me to make sure you stayed in your room aswell as to not let anyone else but who he tells me into your room. Trust me I don’t like babysitting uptight princesses but I owe Stark and well work for him so if he tells me I have to put up with someone as stubborn and a know-it-all as you, then I will do my job” His words disgusted me.

“You don’t know anything about me” Now it was my turn to move a little closer “You have no right to judge me without knowing how I actually am!” I pull my arm away from his grip. “So let me do you a favor because I feel so kind. Let me go and if Tony blames you I will take all the blame” With that and a smile I turn around but god damn him “Put me down” I start hitting his back but he does budge.

“I am doing you a favor by not knocking you out right now”

“You would hit a woman? What a gentleman!” Still screaming and hitting him he continues uo the steps

“Calling yourself a woman is stepping on the line, I would say more like a needy cat who needs discipline but even that a cat would know whos in charge”

“How dare you call me an animal! You are barbaric, Does this make you feel like you are in charge? Because you have no direction towards life-” I shut myself up. No matter what words you want to call him or identify his insecurities I can’t. I remember what Nat has told me. He is battling through somethings and I am not the one to make a person feel worse atleast not if I can help it. I know he was in the military and that alone can leave you messed up. I don’t know the extent of his trauma but I don’t want to be on the wrong side of that metal arm. Tin Man. I hear the door open and he set me inside right in the entrance of the room.

“Finally understood?” I could see the smirk on his face so I decided to play along with it, just for a little fun.

“Yes” A smile now plastered on my face. My hands now in his chest movin slowly upwards. If I don’t control myself I will lose what I am doing. Feeling his hard chest and the fabric of his red henley shirt is enought to get me started. Focus. “Thank you for being so strong,” I contine, now my hands are on his collar playing with the corners. “Brave” I pulled him towards me looking straight into his eyes. Those blue steel eyes. Shit. “And a brainless Tin Man” And with that I move back, shutting the door in his face. I almost gave in. fuck. It's been so long since I have felt this way.well no nevermind. Any pretty face can catch my attention so I give it a couple days before it goes away. Right?

“Miss L/N, Mr Stark and Mr Banner are on their way up to see you” I thank Jarvis and lay back down on the bed. I know my health is first and Tony might just be trying to help but he needs to also relize that I have work to do. I can deal with my problems myself

“Knock knocks were in!” I open my eyes to see Tony strutting towards me while Bruce trails behind him.

“You are actually supposed to knock on the door and wait until the person on the other side invites you in. Hi Bruce” I smile at him sitting up knowing he is going to take out the bandage around my head.

“Well yeah but this is Stark tower, Jarvis is my knock, he told you we were on the way” He smiles like he always does, with no care.

“Yeah, well it's just polite. What if I was naked?”

“Then we would enjoy the view. Right?” He turns to Bruce who only shakes his head. “Right?” I thought he was asking me but when I move my eyes from Bruce to Tony I relieze he is asking Tin man. “Well anyways I am here to talk to you” he sits on the end of the bed out of the way of Bruce who is cleaning my wound. “You are no prisoner, I just want to help”

“And I am grateful but if I needed some help I would gladly admit to it but I don’t” His face lets his smile go.

“Seems like you do. If you were at home last night and something like a bomb happened there you would be dead” I know he is right but I just can’t punish them with my problems “The only thing I am trying to do is help. Stay here until we figure out who sent out to kill you and your client. We can figure this out together, don’t make me enforce your stay” The last part although it sounded demanding he placed his hand on my knee rubbing it calmly. But of course I hate being forced to do anything

“Tony, you are a great friend but I don’t need your help. I don’t need you to protect me and I especially don’t need a guard dog following me everywhere” I didn’t look at Tin man. I know it bothered him, or maybe not who cares.

“And as a friend please stay here atleast until we secure your home better and your injury is better. Plus you need my help”

“What happened?”

“The head chief heard what happened and he has excluded you from anything that has to do with the case. I, on the other hand, offered my help and he agreed.”

“That is a low blow Stark. But you know being kicked out of something is not good enough to keep me out”

“No. But Y/N, you need to relieaze there is more than just a petty murder hell it's more than just a bomb. Whoever killed Miller and whoever put a target in your head is something else. Stop being so stubborn and just accept my help.” If he is right and they kicked me out then I would have no way to get any information needed. Atleast it would be a lot harder if I tried on my own.

“Okay”

“Finally you don’t fight this”

“Don’t forget I have the power to destroy you Stark, no physically but financially so remember that the next time you call me stubborn or send one of your guard dogs without my knowledge”

“Who Bucky? Who he does bite” I can’t help but smile as I look back at Tin man. What a sad thing, if it wasn’t because of his attitude I might have been nice to him. Because other than his looks, like his body and those eyes, he provokes much anger in me

A/N: i am going to take a couple days to continue writing this story. I usually don’t post until I am finish but I was really excited about this one I could wait but now I realize it’s better if I do. Thank you ❤️

PS. It’s so hard not to use one of these beautiful gif or the gorgeous man. ahhh.