Hi! Here is the next chappie! Hope it hasnt been too long!

I step back again. Na, Natasha, makes no move to stop me as I slowly turn and walk back into the living room. I walk by Steve, Clint, and Thor. Captors, my mind spits viciously.

"Brie?" I don't know who it is but I keep walking as if I had never heard him. I'm at the elevator by the time I hear them again, this time sounding a little louder. I ignore him again and another one tells him to let me go, it's a lot for me to take in all at once. I step into the elevator and press the button for the ground level. The doors slid shut but the car didn't move for a moment,

"Let me go, JARVIS. That's what they said, so let me go." Nothing happened for a second but then the car started. I sighed in relief as we passed my floor and kept moving down. I was glad JARVIS was taking their orders as literally as I was. I checked my hair, the streaks were cool, I had to admit. But it didn't make any of this any better. When the doors opened, I stepped into a busy lobby. I hesitated then relaxed and walked confidently toward the desk.

"Hi, my name is Brianna Reynen. I have an item, my purse, that is being held somewhere? Tony said it would all be taken care of, all I had to do was talk to," I took a moment here to read her name tag, "Hannah, and you would know what to do." I smiled sweetly at her as she beamed at the mention of Tony recommending her. Flattery in its most basic form, yet it worked wonders. I smirked at her back as she led me down a couple halls to a room that looked like archives, but with items, not books. She chatted on about how she loved working for Tony and if I knew whether he was going out with Pepper or not. And even more on and on, all the while I was polite and smiley, gushing with her. Finally, finally, she found my purse and led me back out to the lobby.

"Oh, do you need me to call your guard or is he waiting for you?" What guard?

"He's waiting by the car, and I might've said it would only take me a moment…" It was hard to look guilty when I was having so much fun.

"Oh my, I'm so sorry for keeping you! Okay, everything should be in there, and have a good time!" I smiled back, laughing as I walked away.

"I already have!" I called as I finally got out of the building. I walked for a block then opened my purse. I checked my wallet and turned my phone on. While my phone woke up, I carefully place the paper in the zippered pouch on the side of my purse. I would look at that again later. I called my mom.

"Brie? Baby, is that you?!"

"Mom, Mommy, calm down I need you to listen." Once she quieted I started to talk again. "This call is probably being traced. I just wanted you to know I'm safe, I think I'm in New York and-"

"What do you mean its being traced? Honey, are you in trouble? No one over here will tell us what's going on! How did you get to New York? All people say is that they're trying to help…"

"I was kidnapped." Her worried chatter stopped.

"What do you mean? Who kidnapped you?"

"These people who work for some government agency called SHIELD. They've been knocking me out or drugging me and dragging me between their hospital and this tower that wouldn't allow me to leave. Like literally the tower itself was… alive! I mean it deferred to Tony, I mean one of the people who kidnapped me but… And then this thing happened… I just got out today…"

"You said SHIELD? A government agency called SHIELD?" My mom dragged me off that thought path and I latched onto the new one with relief.

"Yeah, do you know it?"

"I've heard of it." Her voice suddenly flat. "Listen baby, do you have money for a cab?"

"Yeah, like 30 dollars, maybe. What's going on mom?"

"Grab a pen and write down this address." I hurriedly balanced the phone between my ear and my shoulder as I dug through my purse and grabbed a pen.

"The address?"

"250 West 50th street. Go there, lock the doors, and stay away from the windows. Don't answer the phone unless it rings once, hangs up, then rings again. If you use this phone again, use it now then throw it away. Daddy and I miss you, honey. We'll see you soon, okay? Just stay there, stay safe. Good bye, honey." And then she hung up.

I walked over and sat on the steps of a nearby building. If I was going to contact anyone else it might as well be now. I went through my contact list. Only 5 girls that needed to know anything. I sent out a text. Manda probably wouldn't see it until tomorrow and the other girls wouldn't see it until later, by then I would already be at the location my mom gave me. Or, as I stood up to find a can to throw it in and it started buzzing in my hand, maybe not. I pressed accept call.

"BRIE?!"

"Kalli?"

"Oh my God! Are you okay?" I paused at that. Physically I was okay, I guess… Mentally or Emotionally, on the other hand, well…

"Yeah, I'm fine!"

"Where are you? What happened?"

"Oh, I wish I could tell you what's going on… I, I'm in New York and well, I was kidnapped…" There was a seconds pause then-

"WHAT?!" I winced at the volume. "I- no, when are you going to be home?"

"Umm… I, Kalli, I have to get rid of my phone."

"Right. Well, the moment you can get on Facebook or get another phone or whatever, I don't care if you send me a biography, just tell me what is going on. And when you get back and you're safe, be ready to be yelled at, for not taking me with!" I half-heartedly laughed, even as tears welled up in my eyes.

"Gods, Kalli, if only… You won't believe what's been happening." My smile faded as my thoughts traveled back to the paper.

"Well, you can tell me later… Just make sure you are able to tell me later, okay?" I almost laughed again at her non-speak of telling me to be safe and come home.

"Of course. Just be ready to hear one hell of a story."

"Oh, I'll be ready... Bye."

"Bye." I whispered then hung up and popped open the back of the phone. I slipped the Sim card out and crushed it beneath my shoe. Then I threw it and the phone in the nearest trash can. I needed a new phone anyways. I walked over to the side of the road. I didn't even know how to hail a cab. What the hell am I supposed to do? I paid attention to the crowd around me for the first time. I don't know how I ignored this huge mass of people. They weaved and flowed together like I had seen a school of fish do. It was insane. Suddenly, a person popped out of the mass. He stuck his hand out and immediately a taxi pulled up. That was it? I stepped up to the curb nervously and stuck my hand out. Nothing happened. I groaned and pulled back. I probably looked like a moron standing there indecisively at the curb. I waited for another person to try and get a cab and on the other side of the street I watched a woman in a business suit wave down a taxi. I blanched as she ran out in front of a cab practically but it stopped and she jumped in. I got closer to the edge and stuck my hand out again. This time a cab pulled up and I sighed in relief. I opened the door to get in but then some guy elbowed me out of the way and jumped in. I gaped at him.

"Do you want a ride or not?" The cabbie called at me. I carefully sank into the seat next to the random man. He ignored me and stated his destination. When we got there he got out and was gone.

"Sorry about that guy, you're new here aren't you?" I nodded shakily.

"I need to get to 250 West 50th street?" I didn't know protocol for this and the guy before didn't seem to be a very good example. But the cabbie nodded.

"You got it," he said as he pulled away from the curb. When we got there I paid him and gave him a five dollar tip. I hoped it was enough. He didn't say anything but smiled and waved goodbye. I turned and looked at the building I was in front of. Then I walked up to it and checked the door. There wasn't a lock, but a small almost unnoticeable panel near the knob. I flipped it open and touched the screen beneath it. A light flashed over it and I realized it was a scanner. I pressed my thumb against it and it flashed again and I heard a click from the door. I turned the knob but hesitated. I glanced around again. Then I sighed and pulled open the door. I stepped inside.