Ivy here.
My next thought, after realizing I was about to become a grease spot, was that something red and gold was streaking toward me.
I screamed just as something grabbed me around the middle, stopping my fall. Then I was lowered to the ground.
"You're bleeding," said Mr. Stark.
"I should be fine," I replied, pulling off my jacket – had it only been a day or so ago I'd put this on to go on a walk with Miranda? I tore off the sleeve and tied it around my arm. Was that the right thing to do? I didn't know, but I thought I was supposed to apply pressure, so that was what I did. Right now, a doctor probably wasn't a realistic option.
"You're going back up into the tower. I'll find your friend, what her name, Miranda?"
I nodded.
Hi, it's Miranda.
The first thing I did when the Chitauri attacked was find a good hiding place in an alley.
It's one thing to read about adventures. It's another to have them. I decided I wasn't cut out for them.
Something came smashing down in the alley next to my hiding place, behind some trash cans. I made myself as small as possible, shrinking against the wall.
One of the trash cans was knocked to the side.
A red and gold blur stood in front of me.
"Hi. You're Miranda Pond?"
I just stared at him in shock.
"Your friend, Ivy – she's here."
Why didn't that surprise me? At all?
"We're going to bring you somewhere safe. Okay? Oh, these are yours."
He handed me a familiar object.
I stood up and balanced my glasses on my nose. I blinked. Everything came into focus again. "Thanks."
"Ivy's at Stark Tower, I'm going to take you there. You've been there already."
"JARVIS told you?"
"Yes. He told me you were there. Was a bit too busy to head straight over or call. I just told him to keep an eye on you."
I'd thought it was strange that he'd never spoken up.