Darcy?" Slurred Cole as he woke. He was jerked out his buzz as Darcy stabbed the taser's charge into his side.
"No talking!" She shouted and hit him again.
"I'm not yours..." She whispered. Cole's body gave slight jerks as Darcy patted his pockets and groaned when she couldn't find a key. She quickly moved back to gather the money, gun and her laptop, she shoved it all into a thin backpack and glared as Cole moaned and tried to move.
She ran over and placed the charge near his neck and he froze, he looked at her with shocked eyes but then, he smirked.
"You're mine. You ain't never getting rid of me even if I'm dead. Cause I'm in your heart babe. I'm in your head. You'll last a week and soon you'll be laying on my lap again. You'll be in cuffs again and buzzing with me. Cause? I. Own. You." He said and with that Darcy knocked him put with stun to the chest and she scrambled to the window.
Wind whipped her coldly, her socked feet thumped on the dirty cement as she ran faster her arms locked to her chest. A million thoughts chased her as well.
"You ain't never getting rid of me."
"Darcy what did you do?" Asked Jane softly after Bucky undid the bandage.
"This is really unhelpful. My wrists are gonna get infected if everybody keeps unwrapping them like if fucking Christmas." Thought Darcy as the room lapped into a tense silence.
Bucky squeeze her hand tenderly. He looked her in he eyes and squeezed again. "Who made you do this?" He asked quietly and Darcy started to tremble.
"What do you mean who? She did this!? Why would you be doing this to yourself Dacre!?...Are you sick?"pursued Jane and Darcy froze with silent tears. "Sorry..." She whispered and pulled her arms around herself. "Who is it Darcy?" Demanded Bucky and Darcy glared at them all.
"You shouldn't be worrying over me. You guys have more important things than me. Um...Jane you have to calibrate those artificial star coordinate you targeted in Europe and Texas. Tony you have an interview with Time magazine that's really important and you should be preparing. Clint and Tasha y-you guys got mis-sson soon, Thor. Dontcha got to-to call home?" She tried to smile but shutter as Bucky rubbed her arms.
"Darcy...you're important right now. You have to tell us what's up. Who's making you do this?" He asked carefully again.
"I-I did. Fuck, I can handle myse-lf! I've been doing this by myself for almost five fucking years. I-I can han-dle it? It's not important..." She choked as her cries started again.
"Darcy you're important." Confirmed Natasha sitting on the table by her side and Darcy swallowed. "I gotta get out." Darcy's eyes scanned the table and the faces of the Avengers.
She scanned the table there was the fork, the big pig shaped mug she got as a joke from Thor, the bowl of now cold Noodles.
"Dammit I've been here before."
"Let me go! Let me go!" Yelled Darcy as her latest captors held her tightly and threw her in the back of a van.
"You little Mrs. Cole, Have a hefty price on your head and I need some money." He laughed. "Only way you're leaving me is if ya dead." And with that he slammed the door leaving her in the dark.
In the back of the van there was a bucket, a gardening shovel and a worn out hose, along with dried flowers and a cactus. "Goodbye then motherfucka." Darcy shouted as she grabbed the shovel.
"No Darcy!" Yelled Natasha as Darcy tied to grab the fork Natasha scrambled and moved the fork, bowl and mug out of her reach and Darcy banged her fist to the table.
"Darcy you need to talk this out." Said Clint as the others settled down at the table. The room roped into a silence, Darcy had closed her eyes and they danced behind her lids to the rhythm of the ticking clock. Thor held Jane close so she wouldn't blow up at the dark hair girl, Clint, Bucky and Natasha watch her carefully and Bruce was inspecting her wrists.
"There's slight infection, cleaning them well and some antibiotic, and a good bandage is all that's needed." He said being careful of the feeling of the room. He cleaned and wrapped them before sitting there and rubbing her knuckles.
"I think he's dead." Darcy said after what felt like hours. The other looked at her as she stared with no intentions at the cleared table. She shuttered a cry and swallowed as she tighten her hold of her blanket.
"I stabbed him in the neck with a taser on full voltage I think. He didn't die at first though, he sent people for me, put a bounty on me. I was trying to visit my family and that baster was there." She said, her voice raw with emotion and watering with sadness.
"Who is it Darcy you can't dance around this guy...will find him and lock him up but you have to tell us what's up." Said Tony and Clint glanced at him with a slight admiration.
Tony Stark would never admit it but the girl had rubbed off on him and off the books, he bet he'd claimed her as a long-lost little sister.
"He's name is Cole and he's my hus- " Darcy cut her self off with a sob. "He bought me as he's wife, and one of his workers." She confessed and regret filled her chest.
"Now he'll find you guys and kill you and take me back. He's gonna chain me back up so I might as well get used to it." She breath.
"He did it with Esmeralda when I told her, he did it with my Foster mother, hell he almost caught me with Jane. Now that I told you guys he's gonna slaughter you all. He's going to take me and I'm sorry." She she said and Natasha broke her usual cool character and hugged the twenty-something.
"Cole's not going to get us or you Darcy." She said carefully moving Darcy hair back and Darcy gave a bitter chuckle.
"I'm already his, he told that I would never get away that I belong to him and he was right." She said and Bucky got up quickly from his seat and went over to the other side of the table and pulled her close to him.
"You're the only one that you belong to Darcy. This Cole whoever he is, is dead or soon going to be anyway, we aren't letting him hurt you any more doll.".
With his promise Darcy cried into his chest.
