Wow :3 I had such a great response to the last chapter, and I still feel terrible for doing that. I need a better conscious then the one I have.
Anyways, Thanks to everyone who reviewed :3
When Sarah and Tony got back to the tower, Steve was waiting for them in the lobby.
"Hey, good you found her." Steve said to Tony. Tony nodded and looked at Sarah, not sure if she was ready to deal with other people yet.
"I was lost." she replied, no life in her voice. Tony was going to kill James if it was the last thing he ever did.
"Well its a good thing he found you." Steve said smiling. She didn't return it, but she just nodded.
"I'm going to get a shower and go to bed." Sarah said running up the stairs.
"You can take the elevator!" Tony yelled
"Well I don't want to!" she yelled back
"Okay well You know where I am if you need me." Tony called after her. They waited until they heard the door leading to the stairs click shut.
"She wasn't really lost was she?" Steve asked.
"Nope." Tony said, popping the P.
"What was wrong then?"
"Sorry cap. Not my place to tell you. You'd have to ask her." Tony said, keeping true to his promise not to tell anyone. "But not tonight."
"But-" Steve started to protest. He wanted to make sure she was okay. He would feel guilty if he didn't Try to help.
"No. Not tonight." Tony said, insistent. She didn't need that sort of pressure tonight. They walked over to the elevator and went up to the Pent house that all the Avengers shared.
Meanwhile, Sarah was staring at herself in the mirror, after getting a shower, where she had rubbed her skin raw trying to get the feeling of James touching her off.
She was analyzing every part of her body, trying to figure out what had made James do it. Why her? Why was he so attracted to her that it lead him to do this?
She grabbed a piece of her strawberry-blonde hair. It was closer to strawberry then blonde. When she was young, it had looked orange and had always been teased for it. She got called a ginger and was told that she had no soul. Lucky for her, being a genius, she knew that she did, indeed, have a soul. It couldn't have been that. Lots of girls had this shade of hair.
She looked at her nose. It was nothing special. It wasn't small and cute, but it wasn't large and gross. It was just a nose.
She looked at her mouth. It was small, and almost always smiling. She smiled in the mirror, her white teeth dazzling. She would like to say that this was her best facial feature but it would be a lie. She knew why guys liked her. She just refused to look herself in the eyes. She made herself and gasped at what she saw.
Her eyes, red from crying, had lost all familiarity. They were normally happy, playful, and bright. Now that she looked at them, they looked lost, and sad. But she had a right to be sad. The boy that she had, for a while, thought she would marry had just raped her in the middle of central park. She wanted to break down and cry again but she couldn't. She was out of tears.
She crawled into her bed. She wanted her mom. She needed her mom with her right now, but she wasn't allowed communication with her. This isn't fair! She thought to herself. She threw a pillow at her wall, but since her aim is terrible, she threw it right into her purse and knocked everything out of it. She watched as her phone fell to the ground. Then she had an idea. She ran over to it and typed in the number quickly.
"This better be good Sarah." Said a deep voice that was groggy from sleep.
"It is. I need my mom's number."
"That's not important."
"Nick. I need it. It's very important"
"Why is it so important?" he asked
"I can't tell you. I just need it."
"I'm not just going to give it to you for no reason."
"Nick Fury. I swear to God if you don't give me her number right now I'll hack into your computers and erase anything that even looks remotely important. It won't be hard. You all use my technology. It would take me about 6 seconds to break in." she pulled out her laptop real fast and started flipping through the files. She deleted one at random.
"I hope you remember what file.. 729aop was. It looked pretty important."
Nick was silent for a moment on the other line. "Okay fine. Here it is." he gave her the number of the host house her mom was staying in.
"Thanks." and hung up. Her mom was being hid in Cleveland, Ohio which means that it's the same time there as it was here. Sarah looked at the clock. 3:30 in the morning. Her mom probably would be mad at first, but once she found out why, she wouldn't be mad at all. She typed in the number and listened to the rings hoping her mom would answer.
"Hello! Who this?! Why you call at this time! You have any idea what time it is?" they yelled into the phone with a rough Chinese accent and very bad English.
"Hello? Sorry, can I talk to Virginia Sttop?" she asked into the phone, using the name her mom took after she left Tony.
"No one here by that name!"
"Umm.. Is there a Pepper Potts?" she asked, confused as to why her mom would use that name.
"Why you want to talk to Peppah!" okay well at least she knew that her mom was there.
"It's an emergency" she said, she didn't know if she should tell this lady who she is or not. If her mom was in a safe house, then she shouldn't reveal that she was calling her.
"I go wake her up." she heard shuffling and then heard the lady say "Peppah! There is girl on phone for you!"
"Tell her to call at a reasonable time!" she heard her mom yell.
"She said it emergency."
"Fine." Sarah heard more shuffling and then her mom was on the phone.
"Who is this?"
"Mom, it's me." she heard a gasp.
"Let me move to somewhere more private." more shuffling on Pepper's end and then she started talking again. "So what's up kid?"
"I need you to come here. Like as soon as possible."
"Is it Tony? What did he do to you?"
"No, it's not him... He's actually been pretty nice to me, except for the time he left me at the hospital.." she said.
"What! Why were you in the hospital?!" Pepper yelled, concerned for her daughters safety. "You weren't harmed were you?"
"No, well I broke my toes, but it was my fault" Sarah laughed and so did her mom. Pepper knew that Sarah was very accident prone, and hurt herself a lot.
"So what is it?" she asked.
"I'll explain when you get here. But I need you."
"How am I supposed to get there at this time of night?"
"I'll get Fury to give you a ride. Just be at the air port in an hour."
"Alright... I'll be there."
"Thank you mom! I love you. Did you know that?"
"Yes, I did" she laughed again. "I'll see you in a few hours."
They hung up and Sarah felt better, not much but better, then she had in the past few hours. Her mom was coming, and she could almost feel a smile on her face.
She called Nick again, because she had to get Pepper's flight arranged.
"What now?"
"I need you to send a jet to the Cleveland air port and pick up my mom."
"Why?"
"Well I think because she's coming here. So send one. Or more of your files go bye-bye" she said, threatening his precious files again.
"Fine. It'll be there in an hour. She better be ready."
"Thanks Nick!" Sarah ran down the steps, excited that her mom was coming, but still really depressed from what had happened today. Tony and Steve were still in the kitchen talking about some mission they went on a few weeks ago.
"I thought you were going to bed?" Tony asked.
"Yeah I thought I was too. But I changed my mind. So I came down here."
"You should sleep." Steve said, and Tony nodded, agreeing with him.
"You guys aren't asleep." she pointed out.
"Touché" Tony said.
"Besides, I almost never sleep. Insomnia is a bitch." she shrugged.
"Finally! Someone who understands me!" Tony said, putting his arm around her shoulders and she flinched from the contact.
"Sorry.." he said, noticing her flinch.
"It's fine.." she said, "I'm going to play the piano for a bit." Tony nodded.
She started by playing her scales again, like she always does before she starts.
"You know, she's really talented, you sure she's yours?" Steve joked.
"No.." Tony said, they had never gotten around to a blood test. He just sort've started to believe her after the first day.
She then switched into a song that Tony didn't recognize, but he didn't like the theme right from the beginning.
"If I die young, bury me in sand, lay me down in a bed of roses. Sink me in the river, at dawn, send me away with the words of a love song."
Tony looked depressed at the thought that Sarah was depressed enough herself that she was singing about dying.
"I don't like this song.." Steve whispered.
"Me either, Spangles."
"The sharp knife, of a short life, well I've had just enough time."
"Is it possible for you to get her to stop?" Steve asked, this song was seriously depressing.
"I can try.."
"A penny for your thoughts, oh no, I'll sell them for a dollar. They're worth so much more, now that I'm a goner. Maybe then you'll hear the words I've been saying. Funny when your dead, how people start listening."
Tony had heard enough of this song. He walked over and took her hands off the keys.
"Hey!" she said, spinning around on the bench to glare at Tony. "What was that for?"
"That song is too depressing, play a happy song." he said.
"Its just a song. Its not like I was implying that I was going to kill myself."
"Happy songs, or no songs."
"Or I could teach you how to play like you wanted me too earlier?" she suggested, She wasn't in the mood for happy songs. He smiled and she patted the bench next to her and he sat down.
"Okay, teach me." he said putting his fingers over the keys. "It's going to be a bit harder then me just telling you how to do it. It's going to take practice, it took me years to learn it."
"Aww really?" he said looking slightly put out.
"Don't worry though, I'll teach you. I charge 50$ and hour though." she said, sticking her hand out to receive payment.
"Your Incredibly cheerful. What's up?" Tony asked. The incident hadn't even happened twelve hours ago, she couldn't be over it already.
"Nothing is up except the ceiling." she replied, her mood slightly darkening. She had forgotten it for a few minutes and she had felt good, but now she had been reminded and could feel herself tearing up again. Keep it together! She thought, mentally kicking herself, Mom is coming and she'll support and comfort you.
Tony must've noticed her tear up and felt instantly bad.
"Oh shit, I'm sorry." Tony said.
"No.. No its okay.." she said, she put her hands over her eyes as her tears rolled down her cheeks. "I'm fine, I swear." she said, wiping off her eyes and giving Tony a sad smile.
"It's okay to cry Sarah. No one is going to judge you for it."
"No." she said, putting her shoulders back and holding her head high. "Crying will only give him the satisfaction he wants. Besides. Crying is for the weak."
"Sarah.. Crying right now wouldn't be weak."
"You sure?" she said, getting up off of the piano bench and sitting on the couch. She pulled her legs up to her chest and put her heads on her knees.
"I'm sure." he nodded. She looked off into space, her mind wandering back to what had happened, and the images that would never leave her mind. She felt the tears silently roll down her cheeks. Tony walked over and sat down next to her. She leaned against him and cried. He put his arm around her, this time she didn't flinch. It was Tony. He wouldn't hurt her.
Steve felt awkward and like he was intruding on this father-daughter moment. He wished he could be the one to comfort Sarah, but right now, her dad seemed to be the only person she wanted to be around. He silently excused himself, he waved goodnight to Tony, who waved using his free hand, Sarah looked up at the movement.
"Oh Steve, I'm sorry you had to see this. I'm a mess right now."
"It's okay," he said, giving her a small sad smile, "Feel better soon."
She just nodded and just lay there, Tony's arm around her. She felt safe, no one would hurt her while he was around.
They had sat there for over two hours when Sarah started to nod off.
"You should probably go to sleep soon." Tony said, breaking the silence.
"Yeah, maybe" she said, whispering. Her voice was slightly hoarse from crying. She cleared her throat. "Do you have ice cream?" She asked, looking hopeful.
"Yeah, I believe I do." he said, standing up and getting into the freezer. Tony looked at the clock on the microwave. It was almost six in the morning. He got the ice cream out.
"Is cookies and cream okay?" he called, it was all he had.
"Yeah, and sprinkles." she called back. He scooped the ice cream and dumped a bunch of sprinkles on it, then brought it back out to her.
"Do you own the Harry Potter movies?" she asked
"You want me to put one on?" he asked
"Yeah. The first one." she said.
"Your lucky Thor loves them, or else I wouldn't have them." He put the movie on and they sat in silence and watched the movie. The only sound was Sarah's spoon against her bowl and the movie, but it was okay. A lot of stuff had happened in the past twenty-four hours, and enough silent words had been said that they didn't need to talk now.
Just then there was a knock on the door. Sarah looked at the time, 7:00. It was probably her mom.
"Who the heck is that?" Tony grumbled, standing up to get the door.
"No! I got it!" Sarah said, and she leaped off the back of the couch, much to the protest of her toes. "Okay, Oww" she said, as she landed and she ran over to the door. She ripped the door open and saw her mom standing there. Sarah gave her a hug.
"Oh my God, thank goodness your here."
"Of course baby, anything for you." She returned the hug and gave Sarah a kiss on her forehead. "So what's up?" she asked.
"A lot." Sarah replied. Just then Tony walked into the hall, carrying Sarah's empty ice cream bowl.
"Hey Sarah, who's here?" he asked, he then looked up and saw Pepper standing there. He nearly dropped the bowl in shock.
"Hi Tony."
Song: If I die young by: The Band Perry.
Okay so let's just assume that for all of these songs, that there is a Piano version. And that Sarah knows them. Lets assume.
Cute little Father-daughter Moments :3
As always, Reviews are loved and appreciated :3