Claire's pov
I woke up in a bed but it was too dark to see where I was other than the strange blue light on the opposite side of the room. Starting to get scarred I could feel the tingle and just like that soft lavender filled the dark with a soft glow. Smiling at the lavender wisps of fog I began to relax again until I heard a shift somewhere in the room.
"Who's there?" I called. There was a groan and more movement until the lights were flickered on. I was in my room in my bed and it was dad who had been shuffling around and who caused the blue light. "Hey sweetie, how are you feeling?" how am I feeling?
"I'm fine, why...wait how did I get here? Why are you here? Not that you're not allowed to be here, just curious." I began mumbling towards the end of the sentence. Dad chuckled. "Tell me what you remember please." Remember? Hmn... "I remember coming down here to pack, we left for Monaco and you went off. I got an id from Clint...and...that's all." I answered.
Did I fall asleep during the race? How did I get here? Dad sighed rubbing his temples. "Crap I was hoping it wasn't that bad." He mumbled. "What are you talking about?" I started to sit up but suddenly a major pain shot to my head and my arms flew up to grasp at the pain.
Dad quickly made his way to me but didn't know what to do. As my hands held my head I felt a thick material there. Was that...gauze? That's when it hit me. I let out a gasp of surprise as the memories flooded my head.
Talking with Clint, getting pepper out of the building, and stalling vanko...vanko. He knocked me out. That's why I don't remember anything." You ok baby?" dad asked sitting on the side of the bed and handed me a glass of water with some medicine.
"Here, it's for your headache. Listen I need to ask a few things okay?" I nodded gulping down the meds and finishing his glass of water. "Sure." He nodded "well...what the hell happened to you? I mean...why were you there and not with pepper?" with a sigh I looked away from him and just watched the lavender wisps floating around the room like northern lights. "Claire?" I sighed again.
"I knew he was bad...I got that feeling again. So I told Clint but the backup wouldn't come in time and I knew it so I got pepper out and made sure you had a way to your suit to protect others in case I was right which I was. Anyway, I went to try and stall him to minimize casualties but I guess I failed huh?" dad's face fell to a frown.
"Never say that. I hear you say failure and you will be grounded. Listen young lady...I am more proud of you than my entire company so if you call yourself a failure then you're saying my pride is failure." My eyes widened and tears filled my eyes.
I'm his pride? He...he really thinks of me as his pride? More than his company? All his inventions? I pulled dad in a hug and began crying. "I love you dad." He held me tightly until my tears dried. This is why I love him. I can cry and not be judged. He loves me and no matter what the media says, no matter what he does in public, he is the kindest person I have met.
I love my father. "Hey, why don't we get those bandages changed and get you upstairs for some pizza and ice cream?" dad asked with a smirk. "Ice cream!" I shouted. Dad laughed, stood, and began off to the first aid kit on the wall. Walking back, he changed the bandage and helped me up. Once upstairs, pepper ran to me and engulfed me in a hug.
"Oh Claire I was so worried!" she cried. I just smiled. "Hey, don't worry about me. I'm too crazy to get hurt." She just smiled and guided me over somewhere as she covered my eyes with her hands. I could hear dad chuckle as he saw what I was not allowed to at the moment. "Pepper, what on earth are you doing?" I ask.
"Oh she's awake?" Natasha's voice spoke out. "Hi Natalie." I grinned. "Hello Renee, good to see your awake." she replied. "So why am I being blinded?" I asked. There was the opening of a door and I could sense a new presence. One that I knew very well. "Rhodes?" I whisper.
There were gasps and the hands were removed from my face. "How the heck did you know?" pepper asked. I just chuckled. "When you lose one sense your other senses pick up to compensate. There for I know that sent anywhere and being blinded helped confirm." I answered turning to face Rhodes.
"I smell?" he asked sniffing his arm. I just giggled. "Yup, just like gun powder, airplanes, rubber, and a hint of spice." I said moving to hug him. He sniffed himself again. "You have one good sniffer kiddo."
"Thanks, but you do smell...just keep that in mind." I smirk. He matches my smirk. "I do huh? Well guess what?" he asked stepping closer. I stood my ground "What?" suddenly he grabbed me around my stomach and began spinning me around in the air. I was giggling and others were laughing until my foot hit a vase.
Time slowed and I eyed it sending fog to catch it in air. The spinning stopped and I remained in his grasp above the ground as he stood starring at the vase. I wiggled from his grip and picked up the vase from the fog and put it back in its place.
"You get used to it don't worry." I spoke through the silence. "That...was awesome." Rhodes smiled. "What's all the laughter?" Nat asked. That's when I realized I done fucked up.