Chapter 9
Abby woke up, her head spun. She grabbed hold of it until it stopped spinning. She swung her legs around of the bed and stood up. She swayed on her feet. She grabbed hold of the bed. She looked around; her vision was still a bit blurry. She was the agent on the floor, he moaned. She walked towards the door, the room spinning round her. She walked out of the room and turned left down the corridor and then a right trying to get out. She swayed and hit the wall. She took deep breaths. When she got her vision back and had the chemicals from the needle out of her she was going to come back to SHEILD and probable punch that bitch of a nurse. She pressed up against the wall, and then slowly pushed up back to standing. She walked a couple of more feet and stopped. She swayed on her feet and fell to the ground. She was shaking and her breath was staggered. She sat there a couple of minutes. Staring at the other wall, her eyes going in and out of focus. She sat there for about another couple of minutes, before she heard footsteps and an arm that wrapped gently around her. She knew it was Steve's arm by the size of it. She looked up at him. He smiled
He could see that she was hurt and tried, drained from whatever SHEILD had done to her. She had bags under her eyes and was very pale. She looked like she was going to be sick. Her whole body was shaking violently. She had sweat on her forehead. Steve was sure she was going to be sick soon.
Abby couldn't stop shaking. They sat there for ages with Abby still shaking violently and Steve whispering softly that she was going to be ok. But she didn't believe him.
Steve watched Abby drift off to sleep in his arms. He gently picked her up, her legs over one arm and her arm around his neck. He met the other Avengers outside in the car.
When they got to Stark Tower, Steve carried Abby up to her room, and up her to bed. He walked out of her room, closing the door behind him.
'Hey Jarvis, can you wake me up if she has any nightmares or even just stirs.' Steve said walking in the kitchen.
'Yes Sir,' Jarvis replied.
Steve walked over to the fridge and grabbed a drink. He walked and sat next to Tony.
'Is she ok?' Tony asked, Steve was surprised to see Tony care about Abby, but Steve didn't show it, he was too sleepy.
'Yeah, she's in bed asleep,' Steve said leaning back into the sofa. Tony nodded. Steve drunk his water and got up.
'Am going to bed,' Steve walking out. Natasha watched him leave and then lean forward when Steve walked around the corner.
'He looks bad.' Natasha said. 'So does Abby.' She added.
'Yeah, I think we should give them some room, don't talk about what happen tonight,' Bruce said quietly from the kitchen. Coming back into the living room with a glass of water. He sat down where Steve had been sat.
'Is Abby going to live here now then, like forever?' said Clint.
'Yeah I guess so, or until she gets fed up with use and mores out,' Natasha said.
'HA, yeah I guess she'll be moving out soon then,' Tony said smiling to himself. 'Ok cya am off downstairs.' Tony got up and going to the kitchen, grabbing a bottle of scotch and walking to the lift. He walked in to the lift backwards, waving at everyone and smiling like a little kid on Christmas because he was going to go and play with his tools downstairs. The lift doors closed.
'Tony looked worried about Abby today, I wonder why he did that. The famous Ton Stark cares for someone else other than himself or Pepper.' Natasha said. Bruce smiled while getting up.
'You won't believe this, but Tony Stark does have a heart, it's not just the glowing thing in his chest, the Arc Reactor isn't the only thing keeping him alive. Bruce said walking to the door. 'Night,' he said looking back at the Avengers.
'Night,' they all replied back, Thor's voice being the clearest and loudest of them.
