Pooka left Tony Stark's room as quietly as he had entered it and made his way to Anya. She was sitting up in bed looking as nervous as ever. The minute Pooka entered the room, she burst off the bed.
"Well? What did they say? Please tell me we're staying away from Barton's farm," she demanded from her dog. Pooka whined and shook his head. Anya felt the color drain from her face. They're trying to protect me, she thought. Well it's time someone protected them.
"Pooka we gotta go. Grab me something sharp and a pack of bandaids. I'll pack up here."
Pooka ran off and was back within seconds. He had a knife that had managed to survive the bomb and a roll of heavy bandages. Anya nodded. Pooka raised his head and whined to get Anya's attention. Someone was coming. She wouldn't have time to do what she needed to do and still get away. Anya bit her lip and thought for a second.
"Okay boy. We're gonna travel at the speed of light to a place where we can get lost: New York City."
She grabbed the knife and the bandages. Pooka curled his tail around her leg and looked up at her. One more thing, she thought. She reached down and unclipped the flash drive from Pooka's tag and threw it onto the bed. She then closed her eyes and concentrated with all her might. She had only done this once before with Pooka and it was hard. She twisted her left hand and in a violet flash they disappeared just as Pepper entered the room. Pepper shielded her eyes from the bright light and then looked around. No Anya and no Pooka.
"Well crap," Pepper muttered her eyes focusing on the flash drive on the bed.