Day 1
I woke up slowly, sitting up from my cramped position on the floor, my muscles protesting as I stood up. Disoriented, I looked around my empty and quiet apartment. H-how did I end up on the floor? Was I up late doing some work or sorting through Tony's- with a gasp of pain at his name, It all came flooding back to me. Tony-shudder- was gone. Captured by terrorists. The anguish took me over again, but this time, I heard a voice- begging, pleading… no! Don't leave me here Pepper! Don't leave me here alone! I need you!...No! Don't do this to me! Please! No! Pepper, Pepper, Pepper,….please come back…. I need you….Please…. the pain intensified as I remembered the horrible nightmares I had as I slept. Visions of Tony battered, broken, tortured…dead….danced before my eyes mocking me, causing me to scream out. Weeping, I staggered to the bed before I collapsed, still sobbing, his voice screaming in pain as the visions continued….I lost myself to the pain.
I didn't resurface.
Day 2
Pain, Anguish, grief….voices. Pepper! Please come back!...come save me from these people! They are hurting me, Pepper…. Sounds. Cries of pain, following by screaming, then quiet. Soft crying, like a young child, reaches my ears. I know this is Tony. He is alone…. I'm scared, Pepper…..
Day 3
I get up slowly today, moving my arms and legs carefully, as if they would break at the slightest misstep. I move out of my bedroom, into the living room. I realized I was hungry, so I turned toward the kitchen, and open the fridge pulling out the milk, and reaching for a glass. I poured it into the glass shakily, and put the milk back in the fridge. I took a sip, than put the glass down. I got some crackers from the cabinet, and ate a couple. Immediately, visions of Tony not having anything to eat or drink, being in pain, took hold of me, and I ran to the bathroom. Bending over the toilet, I threw up what little sustenance I had eaten. Washing my face, I looked in the mirror. I looked pale and haggard, my eyes puffy and swollen. I look terrible. I thought, looking at myself. My eyes were filled with pain, the bright blue dulled. My hair was in a wild disarray, the polished red locks now hung limply about my face, almost brown. Tony…his face danced behind my eyes, looking even worse than I did, blood on his face. I wrapped my arms around myself, trying to keep from going to pieces...it did not help. I sobbed and gasped, trying to regain control, but the grief and pain kept coming in waves as each thought hit me like a knife… Tony hurt….screaming…..crying….suffering…..begging…pleading… His voice came to me, faintly… no! Anything but that! Please! I'll tell you anything!...I don't know…..I don't know… cries of his pain echo in my ears. I curl up in a ball, rocking back and forth and breathing through the pain. Please come back, Tony….
A/N- Okay please know that this is Pepper's mind making up stuff, they don't have a mind link or anything…though that would be cool. more to come! Hope you like! R&R! reviews are love! -K
