Chapter 19
~3rd person POV~
When Becky finally comes to, she is in a SHIELD hospital.
"What happened?" she asked.
Her dad was in the room, he began talking, but she couldn't hear a thing.
"My aids are out, I can't hear you." Becky explained.
Looking over at the table next to her bed, she saw the hearing aids and quickly put them in.
~Becky's POV~
"Okay, what were you saying?" I ask my dad once I can properly hear him.
"Well, uh, first off, since we are alive I think you can assume Ultron was destroyed. But there were casualties. Pietro didn't make it." He says, taking a breath at the end.
"Jet, where is he? Is he okay? What about Wanda? Are they doing alright?" I start rapidly asking him.
Jet must feel awful, his brother, the one who had raised him, was dead.
"Um, Becky, I need you to calm down. Erm, this is hard to say, but you need to understand, you need to know. Another person was killed. I'm sorry, but, Jet was killed."
In that moment, I went numb. I could feel tears' running down my cheeks, but inside, it was numb. Like there was nothing to feel, no reason to feel.
"He's not dead." I whisper, "He can't be, he told me he was fine, he told me we would meet at the ship, once everything was over. You're lying. You have to be. Jet is just fine."
Dad just holds me, telling me over and over again it's going to be okay. But it's not, not really.
JARVIS is gone, but maybe he can come back.
Jet is gone; there is nothing I can do to bring him back.