Olivia's POV
"F.r.i.d.a.y. has Bucky landed in New York yet?" I sigh, looking up to the ceiling from the couch. A heavy sweat coated my forehead and I can feel it running down my face and to my neck.
I just lay there in a sweaty mess as she replies back. "Yes, Mr. Barnes is back at the compound. He said that he is coming back tomorrow in the afternoon." I close my eyes at this. He just can't stay away can he?
"Is there anything else Miss Rose?" The computerized woman's voice asked. "No I'm good F.r.i.d.a.y." I mumble. "Tony has also mentioned that he left a suitcase full of your old clothes. He thought they might suit you." F.r.i.d.a.y. says and I lift my head up at this information.
"Thanks." I speak up towards the ceiling. "You're welcome Miss Rose." And then there is complete silence in the room. I lay my head back down on the couch in exhaustion.
I just went out again, but instead of walking, I was running. Something inside me wanted to let off steam after Bucky left for the compound, so I decided to go on a run. I think it did the trick though. I'm beat.
I ran a total of ten miles today. Five on the way and five on the way back. It was misery coming back, but I pushed through it, telling myself that I was trained and that this was no biggie.
I open my eyes as a ringing noise started to sound from the kitchen. "Shit!" I curse as I fall off of the couch.
A squeak escapes past my lips as I land on my chest, causing the air inside my lungs to momentarily disappear. I lay there as I try to breathe and I luckily got it back by the first inhale of breath.
I groan as I clumsily get up from the floor to go get the phone. Right as I'm in the doorway, the ringing stops causing curse words to fly out of my mouth as I grab the phone from the table top.
I tap the screen and it turns on. One missed call: Clint Barton. I roll my eyes and press the tab, calling Clint back. It rings one time before I hear Hawks voice.
"Why didn't you pick up. I was about to fly over there." I snicker at his worrying and walk back to the other room. "Sorry dad." I mutter, making sure to put the emphasis on dad. "Haha." He mocks back.
I shake my head and I notice a mug on the counter. I go to it and I noticed it was full of coffee. Did I make this? I think I did. I shrug and take a drink of it before replying back to Clint.
"Sorry, but I was trying to get up from the ground. I jumped when I heard the loud ringing and I fell off the couch." I mutter and I immediately hear Clint laughing.
I scoff into the phone, but a small smile remains on my face as I hear his laugh. I haven't heard his laugh in awhile. It reminds me of the old days.
"Still the clumsy Olivia huh?" He chuckles, getting himself back together. "Yeah." I chuckle as I make my way back to the living room where the couch was. I put the coffee mug on the coffee table and I flop back onto the couch.
"Tony wanted me to remind you that he left a suitcase full of your clothes. He didn't know if F.r.i.d.a.y. told you yet." Clint says. "Yeah, she told me. I haven't looked through it yet." I say, looking over to the stairs that led up to Tony's room.
"Alright, I was just calling to see how you were doing." I smile at this. "Thanks Clint." I speak softly. "No problem Olivia." He replies back. "Bye." I say and he says it too and we both hang up.
I get up from the couch while taking the phone with me and I walk over to the stairs. I get to the top and I turn a corner until I'm sure that I'm at Tony's bedroom.
I open the door and I flick the lights on and I look around the room with raised eyebrows, but then I lower them as I realize he's supposed to have a room this big. He's a millionaire for Pete's sake.
I walk across the vast room towards his closet and I stop in front of it. I open it and widen my eyes as its a walk-in closet. "Of course it is." I mumble to myself as I scan the ground for my suitcase.
I see it and I walk in. I take it and pull it out of the closet. I shut the doors and I drag my suitcase towards the bed.
I open it up and I smile as I find my old clothes and some of Bucky's as well. They were all neatly folded and packed. "Thanks Tony." I smile as I go through it.
I find a matching set of white and black underwear and a bra that says Calvin Klein at the hem. A blush comes onto my face as I remember wearing this set, but that memory will be told another time.
I pull out one of Bucky's t-shirts and some shorts. I guess I'll just wear these for today since I don't feel like going anywhere today.
I look around the room and I see another door that I'm guessing is his bathroom. I shrug and quickly walk towards it with my clothes and the phone that they left me.
After showering and getting clean, I fill the tub up with hot/warm water. Bubbles begin to foam around the edges and the center of the tub as it rises.
I turn the water off as it was almost to the top and I get in. I settle down into the water and a long sigh escapes me as I feel the hot water soothe my wounds that I've gotten from the warehouse.
Bucky sure does have a punch and especially with that metal arm and hand of his. Damn it sucks to be the one that gets punch by it.
I let out another sigh as I relax in the water. I slowly close my eyes for a minute, but when I open them I find the bath cold of water and my body shivering from it. I widen my eyes as I sit up.
"What the fuck?" I mutter as I look around. My eyes catch the window and I had to do a double take as I saw that the sun had gone down. "Shit!" I exclaim as I reach over the tub for the phone.
I grab it and tap the screen. 17 missed calls. 21 messages. The notification read. I open the tab and most of them were from Bucky and some were from Tony, Clint, Steve, and Natasha.
"Damn guys I just fell asleep, but thanks for checking up on me I guess." I murmur under my breath. "F.r.i.d.a.y. how long have I been asleep?" I ask, looking up towards the ceiling.
No answer.
"F.r.i.d.a.y.?" I ask again and still no answer. I tilt my head to the side in confusion. What is going on with her? I get up from the tub, but stop in motion as I feel like jello. Okay what's going on with me?
I step onto the ground and I look at my feet in confusion. Why am I seeing four? I tap the screen on the phone and I tap on the first name that popped up on the contact list.
It rang for a few minutes before he finally picked up. "Olivia, hey we've been trying to get ahold of you all day. Are you okay?" He voice instantly soothes me and I shake my head before tiredly replying back. "Not too good Buck. I feel funny." I slur.
"Where are you?" He says. His voice sounded far away now and I have to blink so that I would stay awake. "At Tony's. Where else?" I murmur.
"Olivia, F.r.i.d.a.y. hasn't been responding. So we're less than an hour away. We were afraid you left." I nod and mutter that I was here.
"Please hang on Olivia." His voice sounded pleading. "Just please hurry. I don't know what's up with me." I say as I shakily stand up.
I let out a yelp and I fall to the ground. I hear the phone break into pieces next to me.
I lift my head up from the tiles from underneath me to the phone that literally did look destroyed.
With wobbly legs I get up from the ground and shakily walk over to the counter that has my clothes on it. I don't want to be buck ass naked while they get here.
With tired and sore limbs that I still don't know what from, I get dressed. I leave my hair in its wet and curly locks and I leave the bathroom, me forgetting about the phone that was laying in broken pieces.
My breathing came out hoarse as my vision began to blur. "Not now." I mutter as I fall to my knees.
I hear multiple footsteps coming up the stairs and I sigh in relief as its just the team. "Guys," I slur out as I look up as the door opened.
My breath catches in my throat as I see that it isn't my team.
It's Francis and behind him is Angel. They were both grinning at me from the doorway.
"Olivia. Olivia. Olivia." Francis drawled out, mocking a dissapointed tone. "You should've known that coffee wasn't yours. Why did you drink it?" Francis chuckles.
I shake my head as I look back down to the ground. I'm just imagining them. They're not here. They can't be.
I feel fingers lift my chin up and I widen my eyes as I actually see Francis's face.
"Oh we're here, but you won't be." That's the last thing I hear before falling into darkness.
