So, someone requested i update this one, so i worked my fingers of doing it. And i hope you guys are as excited as i am! Well, me for you guys to read and love it, and for you for you guys to read and love it. I think i did pretty good. Well, i honestly have nothing to say to day...lucky you.
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Iron man armored adventures.
She didn't really pay attention to anything other than the hand of the boy she missed so much. She may even admit that she actually liked him. She blushed at the thought. Silly her, he would never like her. He would never be with someone like her. There was no way, he would like her back. Not the way she liked him.
Then why would he kiss you? A nagging voice said in her mind.
'He didn't kiss me'. She thought to herself. 'Not on the lips anyway...'
Does it matter?
She shook her head. Now wasn't the time to argue with herself. Especially when two to three cars just screeched around the corner they were heading too. She followed as Tony cut through the nearest alleyway and she couldn't help but feel a little vulnerable. Even with him there. Cause he seemed pretty sturdy, even on that leg of his. That leg that seems either broken or sprained. And if she had to guess, since she hadn't seen his face or really much of him other than in the dark moon-light, that something must have happened to his throat, cause whenever he spoke, it was scratchy and it cracked a lot, though how could she know? He hardly said anything.
"Stop doing that." That same rasping voice almost demanded.
She stopped briefly wondering what on earth she could possibly be doing at the moment that bothered him. Though before she could piece it together, she was tugged back as the cars appeared in front of them.
"Stop what?" She managed finally.
"Looking at me like that, you're going to trip if you don't concentrate." He responded, though the last part she could hardly understand from all the screeching of tires and his own fits of coughs.
"How am I looking at you?" She asked.
"I don't know!?" Tony's voice cracked. "Like I'm a kicked puppy or something."
She blinked. Had she really looked at him like that? She wouldn't have ever thought that he would be so frustrated just because the look she gave him, and the look wasn't even voluntary. It just sorta happened. Though, she guessed it had to do with something else, and maybe it just brought back memories.
"Sorry." She mumbled as the cars were just behind them and another was coming up from the front of the alley.
"No, no, don't be." He said his voice still rough, but sounding a bit better. "I'm the one who should be-"
He never got to finish his sentence, because a sharp pain smashed into his right leg, tripping him from behind. His head smashing against the ground, rendering his sight fuzzy. He hardly registered that Pepper's hand was ripped out of his own. Though when he did he desperately tried to find it again. When he couldn't he panicked and tried to get his vision back.
"Pepper!?" He gasped out, barely audible.
Pepper couldn't understand what happened. One second they're running from the cars and the next Tony was on the ground bleeding out of his leg, and she was grabbed around the waist and pulled away from him. She struggled, but a hand was thrown over her mouth to hide her cries. So, she watched helpless as Tony strained to get up, he also seemed to keep reaching for something.
Then she heard his voice. Though it was so soft, so quite, she almost thought she didn't hear it, but she did. He sad her name. He was looking for her. But she was right here. Why couldn't he see her? She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion before she noticed him reach up and hold the back of his head. When his hand pulled back, it was covered slightly in blood.
"Grab him already!" A voice snapped behind her.
A few of the many men who surrounded them, jumped slightly, but just went and grabbed the dazed Tony off the ground. The man who had grabbed shoved her away before winking at her with a wink. Just as they were about to shove Tony into one of the cars trunks, Tony was able to shout at her one thing,
"Pep, do NOT tell Rhodey! I will be okay, I pro-" He was cut off with the slam of the trunk door. But she understood what he meant.
Suddenly she felt so helpless, so weak, so...alone. Her knees wobbled before they gave out and she was on her knees. She couldn't understand a thing that was going on. Who were those people!? Who did they think they were, just waltzing off with Tony. Were they the cause of the plane crash? Were they the cause to Tony's two year disappearance?
A sudden feeling of despair went through her body, and she could stop herself from uncontrollably sobbing into the hopeless night.
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(6 weeks later)
Pepper as she solely promised—in her mind—kept her 'meeting' with Tony a secret. Her dad had came home that night to a very messy kitchen and living room. He asked Pepper what happened, and even questioned the sight of Tony in his house, but Pepper gave the best confused look she could muster, and told him he was crazy. Tony Stark was dead, even if he wasn't, he wouldn't be at their house. It was hard to lie to him like that, but her promise to Tony was more important.
The men in the house that were miraculously knocked out, were arrested under the charge of assaulting an agents home. They were simply arrested and set up for questioning. It was on the news that there was some kind of car chasing two people. Though, it was luckily not revealed who.
Though, Rhodey was oblivious to what had happened that night, he could still see that something had happened. She didn't really talk much, and that in and out of it's self, scared him. She was never like this. Even when she heard that he had gone missing. She was the one who kept his head straight, now something must have happened that was worse than finding out a friend or a crush was missing. There for causing her to stop her natural behavior. She only texted him when she needed to ask him of something, and he tried to get her to talk her normal ways, but nothing seemed to work. She just kept turning away. At least for the first four weeks, that was until she got better and started to talk to him. She texted him a billion times a day not including her calls.
Though, she did have a tendency, to bring up strong topics. Like Tony for instance. She kept bringing him up. It was just senseless rambling, but it still hurt to listen to someone talk about someone you haven't seen for two years and was suspected to be dead. But now all the raving stories were "Walking dead? Tony Stark back to life?" It was annoying. That's what Pepper kept saying.
She kept her promise not to tell anyone, but she liked to play around the ideas of telling Rhodey. So she told him her own fable stories of what could have happened. It kept her distracted from thinking of that night, that horrible night where she slept in far too late than she would have liked.
She told him her own theories. Her theory that he was kidnapped. Which, she guessed were true, but well, in Rhodey's mind, it wasn't true. Right? She told him her other theory at which he got brainwashed into staying away from them. Stuff like that. Though after awhile she started to think that her stories weren't the type Rhodey wanted to hear.
So with nothing else to distract her, she busied herself with many trips to Stark International. She got Trish to get her in with Howard for about five minutes, which was not nearly enough for her, but she still liked the time. She had asked him if it was alright she tell her theories to him, and he only hesitated a little before accepting to listen. She told him of her theories, and actually she kinda surprised him. He actually told her that it was very probable that he was kidnapped, but there was no leads. By then their time was run short, and Howard had to leave to a meeting, though he invited her to stay and said that she could look at some of the photos that he had on the computer of Tony.
It was a few days later that something more drastic and exciting happened. It was a Friday to be exact. Pepper sat alone in her living room since her dad was on a mission until midnight, and was flipping through the channels. Cartoons, no, cooking, no, weather, no, gory movie, no, kiddie shows, no. Nothing was on. At least that's what she thought until she hit the news channel.
On the screen was one of the many pictures those teens took of her and Tony. Not very clear, but still obvious who it was. And it was all over the news and all she could do was stare.
Was it as good as you hoped? If so, I'd love to hear what you have to say about it! One thing i want to say about the time and all, is that i believe its the beginning if not almost spring. Cause it was the middle of winter somewhere around one of these chapters and the weeks later part...well, should drag on at least somewhere near spring, so yeah...thought i'd clear that out for us...If you read any of my other stories, which most of you have, you can see i'm the worst when it comes to timing, and days in my stories. I'm working on it...
Well, that's all, i hope you enjoyed!
P.S. Carpetbakr, SORRY for leaving you hanging AGAIN! It's just that my neck is killing me from staring up at the screen for so long and that my screen is up a lot higher than me...don't ask...long story...anyways, I don't mean it, its the story and my neck...
