Gabie

III

Tony releases a pulse from the gauntlet and it spins his bed frame around and sets that hand free. The pulse also knocks ponytail express down.

Tony quickly rips off the other zip tie and holds up his foot as part of the suit flies in and attaches to it. He rushes to my side and places the armored hand on the device implanted in my back.

"This will short out the tech," he informs and presses the cold armor to it. A second later the shocks stop and he breaks the collar off my neck. Tony quickly shoots at two incoming guards with one hand and helps me down from the bed frame with another.

Once I'm back on my feet I grin widely, it's time to party now.

Tony holds up his arm with a stupid grin on his face but nothing happens. The rest of the suit doesn't come.

"Where's the rest?"

"Hah!" I laugh and pull whopping wind from the broken window and use it to surround two of the guards in a cyclone of sorts. Holding the air with one hand I use the other to summon a fire and turn the mini tornado into a fiery trap.

The guards collapse in screeching pain as their life burns away.

"Whoa Gabie that was fucked up," Tony says while shooting another guard down. He just have pulled the gun off ponytail express.

"I've no room for pity or mercy in my heart when it comes to Allie's safety."

Tony nods in understanding and clocks what seems to be the final guard with his metal fist.

There's a shuffle and I whip around with fire in my hands to kill the sneaking guard behind us.

"Honestly, I hate working here. They are so weird," the guard pleads with his hands held up. "I saw the girl Allie, I gave her my jacket."

Narrowing my eyes I look into his head and see the memory of him covering Allie with his own jacket.

"He isn't lying," I confirm and Tony lowers the gun.

I feel better after regaining my mental capacity and the use of my powers.

The guard drops his gun and flees after I nod to him and Tony waves.

"Where-" Before Ivan finish my question the final pieces of the suit come slamming through the remaining windows and attach to Tony.

"Ah, better late than never," Tony sighs and I side eye the oncoming face plate.

As the face piece flies in Tony scowls defiantly.

"Not this time. Not the face." The mask comes zipping towards him but, Tony catches it and places it on himself. "Phew, it's good to be back. Hello, by the way."

"Oh, hello sir," Jarvis chimes.

Loud jet whirring brings Tony and my attention to the sky. Out he broken windows we watch as the Iron Patriot flies away.

"That doesn't seem good," I breathe out.

"We should go," Tony says and I nod.

We both take off towards the exit, me swiftly as I can with my injuries, and Tony clumsily in the suit.

While walking I scan all the available thoughts nearby and find Allie has been moved.

"All personnel, Stark is loose and somewhere in the compound. Repeat: Stark is loose and somewhere in the compound."

"Shit, we have to get out of here Stark," I remark as we make it outside the compound.

"Is Allie here?" he returns and I scoff.

"If she was I wouldn't have said we should leave. Stark they moved her with Killian," I reply shortly. "All those low level guards knew was that, not where they went unfortunately."

"Alright, grab on," he says and I jump onto the suits back. My flight would never be able to keep up with the suit. "Let's go." He holds his hands down to take off but nothing happens. "Ah, crap."

"Stark what the fuck?!" I hiss and hop off.

"There's not enough power or it's broke or something," he grumbles and the face plate pops open.

Before I can screech in frustration the suit rings, it rings like a phone.

Tony answers and puts it on speaker for me, it's Rhodes.

"Tony-"

"Rhodey, tell me that was you in the suit," Tony pleads in reference to the leaving Iron Patriot.

"No. You got yours?"

"Uh...um...kind of. Main house as fast as you can. Somebody I'd like you to meet," Tony says quickly and I huff.

"Why are we going back there?" I demand as he hangs up.

"Because we need some more info from Trevor."

III

"The room is secure. I have eyes on the Mandarin." It's a pair of guards, they think they're saving the day.

Both of us rolling our eyes, Tony and I step into the room. Tony holds a ping pong racket he got from a frantic stripper and I hold fire.

"What's this? I had winners," Tony comments sarcastically.

Behind the guards Rhodes smashes through the window, shoots and kills both. Tony and I were only a distraction.

The Mandarin yawns and wakes, he's lounging in an arm chair and barely watching a soccer game.

"What've you come as?" he questions with raised eyebrows at the suit.

Rhodes pulls his gun and points it right at the Mandarins face.

"You make a move and I'll break your face," he threatens darkly and I smirk.

"I-I never thought people had been hurt. They lied to me," Trevor stammers out.

"This is the Mandarin?" Rhodey asks in angry surprise.

"I know, it's...it's...it's embarrassing," Tony replies sardonically. Trevor doesn't sense the tension and holds his hand out to Rhodes.

"Hi, Trevor. Trevor...Slattery." Rhodey slaps his hand away and holds his gun steady. "I know, I'm shorter in person, bit small, everyone says that. But, um...hey, if you're here to arrest me, uh...there are some people who I'd like to roll on. Immediately."

"This is pathetic, really it's painful to watch," I mutter.

"Here's how it works, Meryl Streep. You tell him where Allie is and he'll stop doin' it," Tony states.

"Doing what?" Rhodey promptly presses the smoking gun to his ear, burning him. Trevor squeals in pain.

"You don't even wanna know what I'll do," I add in and clench my flaming fists to emphasize.

"Oh, I get it! Ow! That hurt! I get it! I get it! I don't know about any Allie, but I know about the plan," he cries out.

"Spill."

"Do you know what they did to my suit?" Rhodes presses.

"What? No. But I do know what's happening off the coast. Something to do with uh...a big boat. I can take you there," he rambles off.

Out of nowhere he cheers as he watches soccer on the tv behind us and he starts chanting.

"Tony, I swear to God. I'm gonna blow his face off," Rhodey promises.

"Not if I do it first!" I exclaim.

"Oh, this next bit may include the Vice President as well. Is that...is that important?" Trevor continues, unaffected by our threats this time around.

"Somewhat."

"Well I'm not sure, he is the Vice President," I guffaw.

"Yeah, a little bit," Rhodey confirms.

Tony pauses and waves Rhodes back so we can have a conference.

"So?" Tony gives me a knowing look and I sigh, he probably already figured out the telepathy.

"I know where it's happening, the exact location," I answer.

"What are we gonna do? I mean, we don't have any transport," Rhodey points out and Tony turns to Trevor.

"Hey, Ringo. Didn't you say something about a 'lovely speedboat'?"