The two bodies with entangled limbs lay contently in their silk sheets, Tony lets a sigh go and Sam promptly leaves to go to the bathroom slamming the door as she leaves. At this point Tony could not care less. As much as he wants to say that he loves Sam, she hasn't really been there for him. In fact she doesn't seem to care at all. he was sick of everyone asking questions, all the news channels are talking as if Pepper isn't even alive any more. How do they know? For all we know Pepper could be safe and on her way home. But, he kind of wants Sam to ask questions, how can she go without caring where she is?. If she loves him like she keeps on saying she does then why doesn't she seem to care about her? If they are really committing shouldn't she care about every aspect of his life? If Pepper was here she'd probably say that not everything was about him. Reluctantly, he makes his way towards the bathroom.
"What's wrong with you?"
"Oh nothing. Nothing at all. It's just that you aren't even dating her anymore and yet she still seems like she's more important than me" He couldn't believe what he was hearing.
"Well yeah. Maybe that's because she's fucking missing"
"You haven't told me anything that has happened, the news don't even know what is going on, to me it just seems like she's trying to attract attention to herself"
"What did I tell you when we first started dating?"
"That you couldn't tell me some things"
"Don't you understand that even though we have grown closer, they will always be things I can't tell you why Pepper is gone and who has her are one of them"
"Is that what you would say to her? Or would you tell her? Would you give in to her, becauseI think you would"
"It's different with Pepper. She was with me when these things happen. I have trust issues and I'm not very good at opening up. It might just take some time Sam. Can you wait?" Sam walked past Tony brushing his shoulder as she left. He couldn't deal with this right now. Pulling his phone out he dials for Natasha. No answer, calling the house phone there is still no answer. She must have gone to bed... Unless, no. She wouldn't not without telling anyone. She's smarter than that. At this moment in time he knows better than to leave it, driving over to their apartment he can see nothing has been moved or touched and walking into the bedroom the bed is still made from when they were there last time. Noticing a floorboard that looked out of place Tony walked over it only to be faced with empty slots that were once filled with weapons. Now he knew what had happened, grabbing his phone he rang Coulsen to tell him an update on what had happened.
"Jarvis, I need that address that was sent"
"Sir, it appears as though Miss Romanoff has broken past my security bridge and taken it down. I can get it back but it might take some time"
"Just find it!"
Natasha' POV
Walking up towards the building it is only occurring to me that this might not be my best plan, getting Pepper back is my main priority and I'm not 100% that I can get myself out of this. I wanted to save Pepper and instead I'm getting myself kidnapped. Before I can even make my mind up about going home lights flash on the building. Walking out of the building was someone I wasn't sure I could deal with. His name was Ivan. true bred and blood Russian, he believes that all women should have a husband and have children by at least 20. People who do not follow this rule are severely punished. However, his rules don't end there he was also the man who controlled the building I stayed in whilst being in the red room. I thought he was dead if I'm being honest, obviously not.
"Never thought I'd be seeing you again, Natalie"
"My name is Natasha. Not Natalie" It was then I received the first of many slaps, even after all of these years the sting of his slap still makes my flesh burn. Dragging me inside his nose whistles and his fingernails are still, dirty.
"Even though I'm glad you're back home, I still have to punish you" We stop walking and in front of an electrical chair. I freeze full of panic! Not this, no, no, no, no I can't I'm not strong enough I could never take the chair I've escaped this torture for years and I've walked back into it. There is no going back now; I can't escape for a second time round.
