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A/N I have just realised how unrealistic my goals are. I want this story finished by 2015 (though originally it was Christmas) and I'm on chapter seven out of about seventeen. I'm going to try, but I have to see a lot of my family over the two week break. Nine updates and ten days. And I'm halfway done with the next chapter so I might get that up tomorrow... hopefully...
I know Tony's suit is really fast, but I don't expect him to be here any time soon. I wander around, avoiding everyone, and find a window to look out of. Except all the windows here are fake and show random scenes from around the world. So I stare at the picture instead. No one disturbs me, which is good. I hope Klara's okay, wherever she is.
I don't know how long I've been waiting on the floor of this deserted corridor, starting at the picture, but it changes which shakes me up a bit. The scene is the same place, but it's now dark and the moon is out instead of the sun. It must be past sunset. My guess is that this corridors been my seat for an hour.
All of a sudden, a load of people rush past. I bring my legs up to my chest so the don't get stamped on, and hear 'We've got a bogey!' Being shouted through the radios. I smile and begin to follow them. Tony's here. The people all rush in to the hangar, and assume the positions in which they greeted me and Natasha. Dad drops Clint, who immediately rushes to the bin and throws up, muttering about loop the loops. The Iron Man suit looks around, looking for me. Then Tony steps out the suit and runs towards me. He crushes me in to a hug, leaving all the S.H.I.E.L.D. people in shock. Then Coulson arrives, says to Tony to take me home, and takes Clint by the wrist like a child to see Natasha. Dad doesn't even blink about seeing this supposedly dead man, but instead seems to be fully concerned about me.
Tony gets in the suit and picks me up, what I think is called bridal style, and flies off. We've been going about five minutes when he stops and sets me down. There's a sort of ledge that I sit on, which he does too once he's out of the suit. "Yana, you can't run off like that. I know you were angry at me and you have every right to be. But you can't just run off. I was so worried about you. I thought that someone had taken you, that you were dead. And that hurt so much."
"I'm sorry." I whisper, looking up in to his eyes. "I was angry and I wanted to help Natasha."
"Birdbrain's an idiot to piss her off." I nod. "Do you even know what they're fighting about?" I shake my head. "But back to what we were talking about, I love you, yeah? And I don't want you to disappear, ever." Didn't he give me a speech like this before?
"I love you too, daddy." His face looks slightly shocked at my choice of words, but he puts the suit on and begins to fly, taking me with him. I think I fall asleep because we get back in what feels like five minutes. There's also the memory and cold sweat of a nightmare.
"You see the man?" Uncle Ivan asks me. I'm seven, that I know. I remember this. The first time I ever killed someone. "Shoot him." I have a gun in my hand and I don't even question him. The man dies before my eyes. And I don't react until later. I'm on my bed, alone, crying. No one's my friend yet. I'm alone, because I have one on one's, not a group lesson, so I can scream how much I hate myself in peace.
Tony wants to say something, but he's too scared to. "It's okay." I whisper. "I know I was screaming." We land at the Tower and JARVIS informs us that there's no one inside.
"Actually it wasn't about that. But we need to talk about that later. Before you started thrashing, I was thinking," There's a chance to make a sarcastic comment here, but I don't, "Your friends should come over soon. But whenever you want. You shouldn't have to lie to them. But any day you want. Just give me a couple of hours warning first." I nod. He's right. I shouldn't have to lie to them. But now that I have, can I admit that I did lie? He's waiting for me to respond so I mutter a thank you.
"And Yana, I'm not going to push it, but sometimes it's better to talk about your nightmare. A problem shared is a problem halved and all." Again I nod. But I'm not going to be sharing any dreams with him any time soon.