Sorry, it's just a short update today. But the next chapter is when it all starts to get into the plot and gets a lot more dramatic so the chapters should be longer from now on! :) Enjoy! ~F
Natasha had been here, wherever here was, for what felt like weeks; but there was no real way to tell; there was no day or night, no way to record the passage of time. But she was hungry and thirsty, and extremely tired. But she didn't feel safe, so she didn't sleep. She just hoped that the other Avengers were working on getting her out.
Clint was becoming increasingly frustrated. Bruce and Tony had been going over the composition of the drug Hart had used to give them their psychic abilities and had deduced it was the cause of their current situation. They guessed it had reacted with the drugs used to keep Natasha in a medically induced coma and dragged the rest of them in. However Bruce figured it should have only lasted as long as they were asleep; they should have been able to wake long ago, but something was keeping them under; and whatever that was clearly wasn't good
"Natasha! ... Natasha!" Steve called, walking way ahead of the others.
"Come on Red, where are you?" Tony muttered, rubbing his pounding head
After another few hours of searching; Bruce was too tired to go on, Tony was muttering to himself and Clint was desperate to hit something...
"Where are you Tasha?" Clint whispered, to himself more than anyone else; scanning the horizons as Thor helped Bruce back to his feet.
It was the briefest of flashes, but Clint could have sworn he'd seen something... Staring at that one spot intensely, he was sure he saw it again and he set off in a sprint.
He heard his teammates calling out after him, sensed Steve running behind him but he didn't remove his eyes from the spot he was sure he'd seen her; a flash of red
"Natasha!" he shouted, he was sure it was her; so sure and when he finally reached her he fell to his knees beside her; relief and exhaustion hit him all at once, and when Steve reached them; he called back to the others; "we found her!"
"Clint, you're here?" she asked him weakly, wrapping her arms round his neck as he pulled her into his lap
"I'm here, we're all here" he confirmed as Thor, Bruce and Tony made their way over
"But how?" she asked, suddenly concerned
"We think it's something to do we Decoy"
"So how do we get out?"
All five men looked at each other and shrugged; they hadn't thought that far yet.
And that's when the nightmares began...