Chapter 11 I don't own anything, warning, there is a lot of bad language in this chapter, so as Cap would say, "Language!"

PERCY'S POV Time skip to a week later

I was tired. Dead tired. I had barely slept this week because of the multiple nightmares, they just wouldn't stop. This morning I had looked in the mirror and saw bags under my eyes, signaling I needed sleep. It was the nightmares, they wouldn't go away. Bruce seemed to understand my situation the most, so I asked him for help.

"The best thing to do in this situation would be to take some of her things and lay them on your bed, the smell or sense of her perfume and belongings might help you sleep better." Bruce said, concerned for me.

"Alright, I'll try it tonight. Maybe I'll get some sleep." I said, turning around and heading towards the main floor.

Tony and Clint were on the couch watching some video, which they were laughing hysterically at, tears streaming out of their eyes. I wondered what they were watching and asked.

"We're watching this funny comedian named Kevin Hart, he's fucking hilarious!" Tony giggled, pausing the video.

"Yeah, you need to come watch this with us. Actually, the whole team should see this. JARVIS, call the team up here." Clint said, giggling along with Tony.

When the guys had gotten up here, Tony had changed the TV to be able to show the video.

"Why are we needed, Man of Iron? Is this an emergency?" Thor asked, formal as always.

"Yeah, a comedy emergency! This guy named Kevin Hart is a comedian and he's hilarious!" Tony repeated, STILL giggling from what they had watched earlier.

"This better be good." I mutter as I sit on the couch and Tony pulls up the video. He hits play.

(AN: Sorry if some of this is inaccurate, I'm going off of memory.)

A short but skinny black man is on the stage, the guy introduces himself as Kevin. He starts talking about this idea for a performance, called Make me Laugh. Then Kevin launches into a story.

"Alright, so I'm in school, ya know. Being bad, acting cool, like a thug. So I acted up in class, the teacher, Mrs. Greene, called me up in front of the class. She writes a note on a paper, and staples it to my chest." Kevin says loudly, slamming his hand into the air.

"She tells me, 'Go home and show this to your parents, and come back with your parent's reply.' I go, 'Okay.' Then I sit back down. At the end of the day, I go home and my mom reads the note. It says, 'Maybe if you showed your kid some attention at home, he might be better in school.'

My mom says, 'Ok, tell her to mind her damn business, before I come up there and beat her ass.'

I said, 'Ok, but, umm, do, do you want me to say exactly what you said, or take out a few words?' This was the first time my mom ever told me to cuss in public.

'Yes, tell her to mind her damn business, before I come up there and beat her ass. Do you want me to beat your ass?' She had yelled.

'No. Alright, I got it. No. Nope. I got it. Alright.'

I was chuckling a little bit, but it wasn't that funny. As if reading my mind, Tony said.

"Just wait, it gets better."

"I was up in my room, pacing in front of my mirror.

'Mind your DAMN, no that's too loud. Mind your damn, no, wait that's too quiet. I thought to myself, 'I'll just get a good night's sleep, that will help me calm my nerves.'

I walked on to the bus the next morning and my friends were like, 'Hey! It's Kevin! Ohhhhh, what you gon say to Miss Greene?' I said, 'Hey, guys I got a lot on my mind. I don't need this attention.'

When I walked into class, Miss Greene goes, 'Kevin'. I go, 'Miss Greene.'

'Did you get your parent's reply?' I said, 'Yes. I. Did.' 'Well what was it?' She asked.

I turned to my friends and said, 'It's about to go down.'

I turn back to my teacher and said, 'My mom, told me, to tell you. TO MIND YOUR DAMN MOTHA FUCKIN BUISNESS BITCH. YOU LIL STUPID BITCH. YA STUPID TEACHIN BITCH. 2+2 NOT KNOWIN WHAT THE FUCK IT IS BITCH. LONG TITTY, NO NIPPLE HAVIN ASS BITCH.'

And the craziest shit was, my friends were behind me going, 'OHHHHHH, he said she ain't got no nipples!'

I got grounded, I got grounded. When I got home my mom pulled me in and yelled at me, 'I told you to say 2 cuss words, you said 76 of em."

I was laughing hysterically, and for once in almost two weeks feeling happy and full of joy. Tony and Clint saw me and the team's reactions to the funny comedian, and we watched clips of him till lunch.

When we had watched several hour long movies of Kevin, we had lunch. And when I suggested pizza, I fell over laughing when Loki quoted Kevin saying, "ALRIGHT ALRIGHT ALRIGHT!" So after eating several pieces of cheese and pepperoni pizza, I had to lie down. My stomach was hurting from the combination of laughing an almost unhealthy amount and the food.

After lunch, we all felt energized to do more. So naturally, we went paint balling.

In the end, I realized what a bad idea this was. Two Norse gods, a super soldier, a demigod, a master spy, and two nerds. Really, all jokes aside, it was super unfair. Bruce could turn into the Hulk...If he wanted to injure everybody in the near area. Tony wanted to use his suit, but he made too much noise moving around the arena. So they were left defenseless.

As we got suited up in the armor and loaded the paintball guns, I tried not to think about how Nat could have been here. I shook my head to clear it, no thinking depressing thoughts. We walked to the middle of the arena, some more excited than others to shoot people. Cough CLINT Cough. We each chose a direction to walk in, and we walked for 100 paces and started.

I ran quickly through the forested arena, trees and bushes zooming past me. I ran towards the easy target to my right, Tony. I was being as subtle as I could while sprinting at full speed. I heard branches breaking ahead of me and figured it was Tony. I slowed down and crouched close to the ground, my camo armor hiding me well. I leaned my head up and spotted Tony breaking branches and making a fort to hide in. I aimed my gun, looking through the scope, and shot.

A scream echoed through the air. It was a very high pitched scream, as if a little girl had shrieked. Laughter echoed through the air, following the scream.

I laughed hysterically, watching as Tony rolled on the ground in pain. Holding certain parts of his.

"You're out, Tony! Try to crawl away from that!" I laughed, but it quickly stopped as I felt a barrel of a gun pinned against my head.

"Rule one of spy training, when you eliminate an opponent, leave quickly and quietly." Clint said. He pulled his gun away from my head and shot me in the leg. I was out.

I walked over to Tony, who was still rolling on the ground in pain. I helped him up and carried him to the nearest exit. When I shut the door between the locker rooms and the arena, I looked around. There was extra armor and guns in the lockers and a bin for the used ones. I stripped off my and Tony's armor and dumped them in the guns in the bin. But I remembered one color, the color of paint on my armor, Blue.

I walked back to the main room at the North end of the arena, moving through the hallways that were curved slightly, meaning it was a curved arena. I was carrying Tony with his arm slung over my shoulder, him still groaning about his late night tendencies being ruined. I dumped him on the floor after that was said and watched him drag himself to his feet and start walking next to me. When we arrived in the main room, I nearly laughed out loud. Actually, I did because Thor, Steve, Bruce, and Loki were all sitting on the benches sadly covered in blue. I looked over at Clint standing proudly with his clean armor.

"Do we agree to say nothing about today, boys?" I asked the team except for Clint. Mumbled replies came back to me for an answer.

As we drove home, most of us in pain, we picked up Taco Bell. We arrived in the tower with a bang. Not literally, of course. But we were scrambling over each other in an effort to get milk or some other cold drink into our burning mouths. All except Thor and Loki, self note, never challenge Gods to a hot sauce drinking challenge. Seriously, it felt like a volcano was in my mouth.

After milk and water. We decided to check out the game room. No one used it much, but nothing was on TV and we were yearning for something new. When we got down to the game floor, we were amazed. Even Tony, it was like an arcade and all of these games.

Three hours later we stumbled out of the game room, I may have won against all of them, except for Bruce who always figured out the ways to almost cheat the game, but it was like we never could stop. It was like a drug. We all looked at each other and shuddered, every hour felt like a minute. It was like something magical was in the game room.

I went to bed after that, exhausted from the days events. Almost too tired to remember to take Nat's stuff and put some on my bed. I fell asleep with the smell of flowers in my mind.

I woke up in a field filled with flowers of all kinds. I felt like I was awake, but I knew I wasn't. It was a dream, not a nightmare for once, but a peaceful dream. I looked around, I saw a big circle void of flowers in the middle of the clearing and the clearing was surrounded by trees. I slowly walked toward the empty circle, careful of any possible danger.

While I was walking towards the circle, the flowers felt familiar to me, as if I smelled them everyday. Then I realized, Natasha. This was her perfume scent. I arrived at the circle when I was thinking of Nat, I saw a flash of red hair. Then it disappeared. That's weird, I thought, the hair was red just like Natasha. Green eyes appeared then poofed away.

Everytime I thought of Nat, I saw a part of her appear.

Maybe I could work this to my advantage, I thought.

I thought about Nat, her green eyes, her smooth red hair. Her high cheek bones and flawless skin, the few freckles on her cheeks. I opened my eyes, I saw a ghostly image of Nat's face floating there in the circle. I closed my eyes and thought harder. The way her laugh sounds like bells chiming in the wind. Her confident stride and when needed, her ability to become the most admired or most feared object of your imagination.

I opened my eyes again, I saw 3/4 of her body floating there. Dressed in her skin tight suit she had last worn. I focused on her whole body, picturing it in my mind. Her smooth, ful lips when we kissed. The way her back arched when I blew on the spot just below her ear. The way she smiled, Gods the way she smiled. Aphrodite's smile was nothing compared to Nat's, her lips curling up when I did something stupid or funny.

I opened my eyes one last time, she was almost there. I don't know why but I needed to do this, I needed to set her free. I thought her name over and over again.

Natasha.

Natasha.

Natasha.

"Percy." There was a soft whisper, a hint of a smile on the voice. I opened my eyes, and there she was, in her full glory. My Natasha.

"You did it, Percy. I was in a coma for a week and I tried to get to you, but something held me back. It was like I was a ghost, Perce. I was floating above my body with the ability to move around. So I followed you around all day and night, trying to touch you, speak to you." She was tearing up now.

"Whenever you moved some of my things to your bed I felt the need to come back, I needed to see you again. I went back to my body as quickly as I could, there was this barrier around my body and I couldn't get through. I thought of you. Everything about you, your smile. Your messy hair, your sea green eyes. And then the wall shattered, it fell away and I was sucked back into my body. I was still asleep though, so I dreamt of a field of flowers. Much like this one and I pulled your asleep self here. So we could have a moment of peace before I wake up." She said, sobbing in joy.

I just held her in shock, the story I had just heard, it was unbelievable. But then again, I am the definition of unbelievable.

I started crying as I realized it, I would get Natasha back. The love of my life. The sun to my shine or some cheesy stuff. I held her, clutching her to me as if she would disappear if I let her go. Nat pulled away,

"I have to go now, I'm waking up, but I'll see you in the real world.

She started to disappear like mist, floating away. I didn't want her to go, but I knew I would see her again. Very soon.

I woke up to someone shaking me awake, it was Clint.

"Percy, Percy! Natasha is awake, come on. Let's go see her, you, me and the team.

I smiled.

Done. This chapter was pretty long, I made it a bit longer because I'm going to a friends house tomorrow and he doesn't like staying indoors on the internet like me. Some questions from the reviews (Yes I do read them) have pointed out to me that the gods should know about Percy because he is in New York. I would not like to believe so, because to them he is dead or worse and they are dealing with there own problems which I will reveal at a later date. And yes, he will see his friends again.

Now that that's over, let's talk about the chapter. Nat's awake from the coma, Yay! The game room has some magical field around it that slows down time, this is actually important for later in the story (Hint: It involves the portal.) So review, read, follow, favorite, and all of the other things I don't know about yet, do it.

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-Nerd