[From Kill Ari 1]
In the lab, all of us were lying on the floor trying to avoid the shattered glass that was spraying us. However, Tony was lying on top of me while Abby was off to the side. With everything that had been happening up until this point, my brain was going haywire and I couldn't think straight.
"You hit?" he asked, looking down at me worriedly. His eyes lingered on my wide ones before flicking over to Abby's.
"No." Abby wheezed out in slight shock. Tony didn't move, and I grunted breathily from all the weight bearing down on my chest.
"You're heavy." I quickly reminded after a moment of silence. God Claire, Tony is lying on top of you and all you can thing is that he's heavy?! I resisted the urge to close my eyes in embarrassment. It had started. I have this weird tick that when I get way to overwhelmed, I blurt out anything and everything and have absolutely no filter. It has only happened a couple times but I had learned to curb it over the past few years. Now it was coming back with a vengeance, which is never a good thing.
"Oh sorry!" Tony exclaimed and quickly scrambled off of me. This knocked me out of my mental ramblings. Once he was up Tony grabbed mine and Abby's arms and started to drag us along the floor, staying clear of the windows. Abby let out another shout of surprise. Tony set the two of us against the wall and pulled out his gun. I however acted like I had lost my marbles. Without thinking I harshly squeezed his thigh.
"Huh Tony, no wonder you're so heavy. You have a lot of muscle." I marveled. Oh, God, shut up! Tony faltered and looked at my from the corner of his eye.
"Claire shhh." He scolded, not paying full attention as he was in full protective mode. Abby shot me an incredulous look. Tony walked past us and crouched down and my hand acted on its own again.
"Oh you have a nice ass too." I commented as I smacked it. Tony turned back to look at me in startled confusion. I groaned in humiliation and buried my head in my hands, desperately trying to get myself under control.
"Hey, is this how you deal with getting shot at?" he asked in concern, taking note of my uncharacteristic behavior. Thank god he wasn't taking it seriously, even though I was being totally honest. I lowered my hands so my eyes peeked out.
"I'm so sorry it's been a really stressful few hours….I don't really know what's going on right now." I croaked out with a grimace. Tony furrowed his brow and stared at me worriedly.
"This is my first time." Abby told him, taking the attention away from me. Tony nodded at us and went back into agent mode, glancing up and trying to get a look out the window.
"So this is the no filter stress huh?" Abby whispered to me once I scooted closer to her and pulled out my gun. I only shot her an 'unfortunately. And I hate my life' look. Abby nodded, her eyes still wide in amazement. It was one thing for her to hear about it from me but, I'm sure actually witnessing it was a whole different thing. Thankfully Tony didn't know about it.