Aidan was still flying to Howlite's office when she felt slightly dizzy and crashed. Shaking her head, she stood and saw a holograph start to phase into view.

"Oh, come on suit, I thought we worked that out..." she started as the holograph solidified. She frowned when she saw Tony's limp form be carried into Dr. Howlite's office, but not the carrier's face. The scene then shifted to a room where Tony was placed into a patient's chair and tied up. It faded just as she saw the person start to gather some items out of a cabinet marked "Anesthesia."

Aidan frowned, guessing what was next. "Oh hell, they're going to drug him with pentathol and..." she said.

Gathering her wits, Aidan again took three steps and jumped, taking flight. As she was flying, she hoped that she'd arrive in time before Tony was forced to tell the man about the suit. She knew that if he did, she'd never be able to keep the suit a secret, or worse, would be forced to do whatever the other person wanted.

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Tony groaned as he came to his senses, finding that he was inside the dentist's office. He tried to sit up, but found that he was tied to the chair. Tony then grimaced when he heard a man chuckle.

"Well now, how do we feel," said Dalton with a smirk.

"Nothin' that a coupla aspirin won't cure," said Tony. "So, you're the guy who's been finding out government secrets and killed that scientist."

"Yes. Amazing what people tell you while they're under anesthesia, especially pentathol," said Dalton chuckling. "The scientist was especially helpful passing me some of the codes to one of your secret operations... the biggest one of all. My group decided to 'thank' him for his service."

"Figures, you do the easy part, they do the dirty work," said Tony.

"It's best that way, otherwise people would get too suspicious. Now, they don't know about your friend though, but I'm really interested in her."

"I don't know who you're..."

"Aidan Hinkley, and don't try to lie to me, I saw you here with her and her godfather when she came in to get her wisdom teeth removed," he said smiling. "It was amazing what she told me while she was still under. A suit that lets her fly and do things that people can only dream of."

"Apparently so do you, dream that is."

"Well, at first, I thought it was a dream, but then when I saw her fight that robber in the mall, I knew it had to be true. She wasn't injured when the knife hit her."

"Simple, he missed. Anyone can do that," dismissed Tony.

"Oh no, I saw it connect with her shoulder. Then I saw that glow shortly afterward that repaired the broken knife," said Dalton nearing the chair. "So, why don't you make this easy on the both of us and tell me more about the suit, specifically, where she is so I can get the suit?"

"I ain't tellin' you nothin'," said Tony, hoping Aidan kept her tradition of reacting first and not listening.

Dalton only smiled and went over to the countertop he had put the items he gathered on. He picked up an ampoule containing a clear liquid and filled a syringe with it. "I'm sure you know what this is," said Dalton as he then put a tourniquet around Tony's arm. "All I have to do is inject this into you and you'll tell me everything I want to know about Aidan and the suit. That's all I care about, so you can guess what'll happen afterward. Now, last chance, you can tell me voluntarily or I can 'persuade' you to do so."

Tony remained silent, and Dalton shrugged. "All right, have it your way," he said as he pressed the plunger of the syringe to get out the air. "I'll assure you it'll be a quick stick and you'll be out in 20-30 seconds. Then..."

Tony tried to move his arm away from Dalton's reach, but it remained tied fast to the chair. Dalton chuckled, knowing that in less than a minute, he'd be able to get what he wanted...

Just before Dalton could stick Tony with the needle, there was a frantic, and female, scream. Aidan crashed through the room window, setting off a silent burglar alarm. She stood up and shook her head, frowning when she saw Dalton. "You..." she growled. "What have you done to Tony?"

"Nothing Ade, I'm fine," said Tony. "Just get this bozo."

Aidan started forward only to stop when Dalton held up the syringe. He smiled. "He's fine, Aidan, you're the one I want."

"You think that stuff will affect me with this on?" she said, smirking.

"Don't need to test that hypothesis," he said advancing. He chuckled when he saw Aidan close her eyes. "What, you think I'd forget about your phobia? You don't have your godfather here to distract you. All I have to do is get close enough with it and you'll faint. Then I move up your shirt sleeve enough where I can sedate you to keep you out longer."

Panicking slightly, Aidan kept her eyes closed. "Tony, do you think he can knock me out with a feather," she said, hoping the suit would listen to her and not act sporadic again.

Dalton laughed at the comment. "A feather? Now I've heard everything. Come on, just give up or faint and we can get started on your new duties," he said as he hit her arm with the item in his hand...

Aidan smiled when she felt something soft against her arm instead. Opening her eyes, she saw that the syringe had turned into a peacock feather just before it touched the suit. "What are you going to do if I don't do either, tickle me senseless?" she said wryly.

"W-What the hell..." started Dalton, only to have Aidan pick him up by the lapels and toss him across the room. Dalton hit the wall hard and sagged to the ground, out cold.

Aidan then went over to Tony and broke the ropes tying him down. Tony stood up and smiled. "Thanks Aidan. How did you manage that one? I mean, given how you reacted yesterday..."

"I figured the suit would protect me from the needle if he hit me with it, but knowing my phobia, I didn't want to risk it not protecting me from passing out when he came close to me with it. So..."

"So you made sure you kept your eyes closed to the shot and said something that'd cause it to change. Great idea," he said as he handcuffed Dalton. He then quickly called the agency to get someone to help bring the spy in.

Hearing sirens nearing, Aidan frowned. "Great idea, huh? I think we're in trouble, and with the good side."

"Well get outta here and ..." said Tony, standing only to frown when he saw the cut on her head. "No, hold on. You're hurt."

Aidan stopped, and touched her temple, finding it was bleeding slightly. "It's nothing, just a scratch. Must've got it when I crashed through the window. Ralph said to be careful..."

The agent frowned when he saw her slight pallor. "Aidan, are you sure..."

"Tony, I feel fine, it's a scratch and just needs a Band-Aid. Honestly, you act as though I'm going to faint," she said sarcastically, only to pause when she felt a cold shiver down her spine. "Uh..."

Tony frowned when she looked at him blankly. He then realized the problem with what she said. "Oh no, Aidan, please tell me you didn't say what I think..." he started only to have Aidan slump forward into his arms in a faint.

"Yep, you did," he said with a slight groan as he dragged her over to the patient chair. After putting her in the chair, he found a button that tilted the chair to where her feet were above her head. He then shook her shoulder gently. "Aidan, come on wake up..."

When Aidan started to stir, Tony moved her hands to the suit's belt and buckle. "Ade, if you can hear me, say 'jeans, shirt and shoes.'"

Though she was a bit groggy, Aidan said the words, and the suit morphed into the three spoken items just before the officers entered.

An officer walked up to Tony, who flipped his badge. "Tony Villacana-FBI. That man is under my custody for kidnapping, murder and espionage."

"We had reports about a possible break in..."

Tony smiled. "Nothing to worry about. There was a fight between him and this woman and I had to shatter the window to get in before she was harmed."

Dalton groaned and opened his eyes, a bit confused as to what happened. The officers then roughly picked him up to where he was standing.

The officer nodded and looked at Aidan, who was now completely awake. "Miss, are you all right?" said the officer as he tilted the chair back up.

Aidan, knowing what must have really happened, decided to keep it a secret. "I'm all right, I think. Head hurts a little. I remember being on my way somewhere and the next... well, waking up here."

Tony, realizing what Aidan was making up a cover story, continued as he put a Band-Aid over the cut on her head. "Yes, I saw this creep here drug her and bring her here. She came around and started to fight him, but he hit her and knocked her out again. It also caused the cut..."

"That's not true. She's a superhero, and has super powers..." shouted Dalton as he was dragged away by the federal agents who had arrived.

The officer turned to Aidan, who shrugged sheepishly at her appearance. Tony decided to continue. "I'm guessing that's part of his thrills, officer. You see, I saw him start to change her into a superhero suit, but as you can see, I stopped him before he got all the way."

Aidan frowned at the implication, but decided to not address the issue at the moment. "Good thing you saved me from whatever idea he had," she said, giving Tony a dirty look.

"Glad to be of help, miss," said Tony with an apologetic look.

After a few minutes of questioning, which included Dr. Howlite stopping by to see what happened, and Aidan being checked out for any serious injury, everyone else left, leaving Aidan and Tony in the room.

Aidan turned to Tony and frowned. "OK, I know that I set myself up when I said what I said, but why did you give that story to the officers?"

"Ade, I'm sorry about that, it was the first thing I could think of to explain why the suit looks that way, even morphed."

"Still, be more careful, huh? How would you feel if I told the officer that you fai..." she started only to have a hand clamped over her mouth.

Tony chuckled and removed his hand. "All right, I get the point, it was a bad idea, but it worked. Listen, why don't we head back to your apartment and tell Mr. and Mrs. H that everything is fine."

Aidan looked at the window and smiled. "All right, but don't you think Dr. Howlite would like the window boarded up before we leave?"

She stared at the window, hoping the window would receive a board treatment. It stayed the same.

Confused, she turned to Tony. "Hey, don't look at me Ade, I can't control it."

She shook her head. "Huh, guess it's still being sporadic. Well, no harm no foul, since they're going to have a guard on the building until the glassmaker can come in tomorrow."

"Yeah. We can talk about the suit power on the way back to your place," said Tony wincing when he put his hand on his head where Dalton hit him.

"OK, but I'm driving," she said. When he frowned, she continued. "I got a holograph of Dalton carrying you in, so I know what happened. The last thing we need is to make a passing comment to fix up a wreck that was caused by an injured agent, especially if it's not working right."

"It's my car..."

"Yes, but I don't want to add another car to Bill's bet of trashed out government issue cars. He does count the ones you trash too," she said. "Besides, suit's morphed and none of the powers work, so best let me drive."

"Aidan..."

"Lookit, no arguments, or I'll change it back and fly you home... in my arms."

Realizing she was serious and he was fighting a losing battle, Tony chuckled in concession, and the two left the office.