Author's Note:

Warning: there is mention of torture in this chapter.


Emily's P.O.V:

It had been four weeks since I've been captive and I still haven't submitted to what they want me to do. I don't have the energy to keep fighting back or to even use my powers. They had told me that Tony had moved on and that I should give up hope of ever returning to him, but I knew they were lying they used the headlines when Tony was dating Pepper.

Every hour they would torture me. In the morning, they would drown me. They would dunk my head into the water for at least a minute and let me rest for five to dip my head again. Each break they gave me, they would ask me to who I worked for, and every time I would say go to hell. It was repetitive for the whole hour.

On the second hour of torture, the kidnappers would hold me down and whip me for five minutes with one minute for breaks. This was one of the most painful tortures I have ever endured, but I needed to stay alive. I would sense my life slipping away at the end, but I had to endure it to be able to see Teddy Bear, Bruce and Tony again.

Now, when I got to the third hour of the day they would take me to a lab where they electrocuted me. It was only a little to see if I would break down, but, thankfully, it didn't cause much damage. This only lasted for thirty minutes since after this they all took a lunch break of two hours. They gave me barely the leftovers of the food they left. Sometimes it was some bones, other times expired food they didn't want to eat. Thankfully, I was used to eating so little that my stomach would withstand the hunger.

At night, they would beat me up consecutive but for an hour. They were leaving to their headquarters by now. When they left, they would put me in my cell. The minute they tossed me there I would mark how another day had passed. I would look at the strands of my hair. It was not the vivid purple I was born with. Instead, it was a nauseous yellow. It told me I was getting weak, and the more strain I give my body, the more it kill me. Curling up in a corner I try to remember the happy moments I spent with my friends, family and boyfriend but they all end with me remembering the torture and me throwing up at the sight of each nightmare. Tony, please hurry up. I look at my swollen feet, clutching my hand into my shirt's fabric.

Tony's P.O.V:

I look at the screen of her, still unencrypted, files. I scratch the back of my head losing hope that I'll ever bring her home safely. Bruce had been working with me none stop, but still no progress. This is what I do for a living why the hell can't I decrypt this FUCKING file. Bill had been looking old H.Y.D.R.A bases but he had no luck. Natasha and Clint had talked to Nick about this, but he had no way helping our case. Thor still had no answer from Heimdall, and hasn't returned with any news.

Each morning I would wake up thinking Emily was in my bed this past four weeks. I drank at least two glasses of scotch a day hoping to be sober for her return, but each day had been hopeless. Today, I am at my wits end. I start destroying my lab in frustration. Bruce tries to calm me down, but he can't. "Tony, destroying your lab won't help you get her back," Bruce said.

"And what the hell will? Huh?" I yell. "My damn intelligence is not fucking working since I've been decrypting this fucking file for four weeks, and she's still out there being tortured if not, dead!"

Bruce took a deep breath trying to hold the Other Guy, "Tony, I want her back as much as you do, but if we are not patient we won't have the opportunity to bring her back in one piece."

I try to regain my composure, but just thinking about her puts me on edge. I check on my messages and one, in particular, grabs my attention. It was from H.Y.D.R.A. I open the message and see Emily with tons of bruises, alive. I keep reading and it said that I had to back down from my search or they will make sure she's dead. Bruce saw the picture and almost broke down in tears to see Emily like that. I show the message to the team trying to figure out where she is. Bill began to deduct where she could be and narrowed it down into two places in the States. Thor arrives bringing news of her location. In a flash, we all suit up and get ready to attack the bastards who took her. I received another threatening, that one puts me on edge, but I brush away my fear, to bring her home.