Shout out to Wolfy-Queen for the support and being my first review on this story
"Angel," Tony spoke while tapping the steering wheel slightly. "Tell me what's happening. Give me a full report."
"I'm still drinking coffee." She told him through the speakers "Do you want me to stop?"
"How much have you had?"
"Two or three cups."
"Can you still see straight?" Tony asked.
Angel hummed while staring at the computer screen. "Sort of."
"That means your fine." Tony spoke with a nod. "Give me Jarvis." Tony spoke anxiously.
"Jarvis," Tony asked once he heard the phone get set down at the Iron Man suit. "How are we?"
"It's totally fine, sir." Jarvis spoke. "I seem to do quite well for a stretch and then at the end of a sentence, I say the wrong cranberry."
"Cranberry?" Angel repeated to herself staring down at the suit.
Tony blinked at the response the Jarvis continued. "And, sir, you were right. Once I factored an available AIM downlink facilities, I was able to pinpoint the Mandarin's broadcast signal."
"What are we talking?" Tony asked. "The far East? Europe? Africa? Iran? Pakistan? Syria? Where is he?"
"Actually, sir, it's in Miami."
"Okay, kid, I'm gonna have to walk you through rebooting Jarvis's speech drive, but not right now. Where is he really? Just look on the screen and tell me where it is."
Angel looked at the screen confused. "Um, it does say Miami, Florida."
"Okay," Tony rolled his neck back. "First things first. I need the armour. Where we at with it?"
"Uh," Angel paused as she read the screen. "It's not charging."
Tony slammed on the breaks as he pulled over to the side of the road, and pried his shaking hands off the wheel. "Actually sir," Jarvis spoke, causing Tony to look up, slightly hopeful. "It is charging, but the power source is questionable, it may not succeed in revitalizing Mark 42."
"What's questionable about electricity?!" He screamed out. "It's my suit and I can't, I'm not gonna-"
"Tony?" Angel asked him softly.
"Oh, god, not again." He whispered as he threw the door open.
"Tony?" Angel's voice called again while Tony stood outside the car gripping the door tightly "Are you having another panic attack? I didn't even mention New York."
"Right," He spoke as he began to fall to the ground, losing his grip on the door. "Right, and then you just said it, by name, while denying having said it."
Angel smacked herself on her forehead having ignored that little fact.
"Oh, god, what am I gonna do?"
"You're gonna' breathe. Tony Just breathe." Angel tried to keep as calm as possible for his benefit. "Tony, you're a mechanic right?"
"Right." Tony answered while catching his breath.
"You said so?" She continued knowing that keeping his mind on one topic would help.
"Yes I did."
"So why don't you just build something?"
Tony realized that that was in fact a great idea and stood up from the snow. "Okay," he nodded despite the fact that she couldn't see him. "Thanks kid." He said as he got back into the car.
Angel stumbled into the house around 5 o'clock that morning and didn't even make it to her room before collapsing on the couch. As soon as she hit she immediately started dozing when there was a knock at the door.
Angel groaned loudly and rolled off the couch, getting to her feet and moving to answer the door.
Whoever was on the other side of the door knocked again, clearly impatient. "I'm coming!" Angel opened the door only to immediately try to slam it shut after seeing Savin on the other side.
The braced his hand against the door and pushed despite Angel's best efforts to keep him out, he overpowered her and pushed the door opened knocking her to the floor.
She scrambled to her feet and raced to the kitchen to grab to phone, just as she got her hands on it her grasped the back of her head in a tight rough grip and pulled.
"Ah, ah, what'd you think you're doing huh?" Savin asked grabbing the phone and his hand glowed orange instantly melting it.
She elbowed him hard in the ribs making him grunt and release her. Once again she made a run and he tackled her causing her to slam her head on the ground. He flipped her over and straddled her waist wrapping his hands around her next and squeezing until she stopped fighting and fell unconscious.
Savin pulled her up and tossed her over his shoulder then dumped her into the trunk of the car he had stolen and headed to the airfield.