The red room princess

Chapter 8

PETER'S POV

Natalie had fallen asleep. She looks gorgeous and peaceful, but her phone wouldn't stop ringing so I looked who it was and I couldn't believe my eyes. She had bunch of missed calls from "Happy" and "mom" and "Wanda"? What was going on? I mean Happy, Wanda! I decided to call Happy from my phone, so I stood up and went to the planes back.
- It's not the best time to call, kid,-Happy said.
- Yeah, umm did you, by any chance call this girl? - I said whispering.
- I don't have time for this Peter.
- Wait, wait, her name is Natalie.
- Natalie? My Natalie?! The one we lost?
- Lost? What are you talking about, she's on the plane, sleeping, - I said confused.
- She's in the plane! So she wasn't kidnapped and coldly murdered on my agents watch?! - he said with relief.
- No, she's fine, but Happy, who is she, how do you know her and why should she be murdered?
- Peter, that is Natalie Romanoff, she is Natasha's daughter. She was supposed to go on this school trip with an agent to protect her, but that idiot lost her, when she went to the bathroom, but I suppose she ran away and didn't pick up her phone so that we would already start to plan the  funeral for her, - Happy said with annoyed voice and I couldn't believe what he said.
- Is she an avenger? I mean does she have any skills?
- She was raised in the red room like her mom, now is a killing machene, but became some sort of mental freak with anger and anxiety issues who gets panic attacks, from brain washing. Listen kid, I gotta go, thanks for calling, I'm not gonna be fired, - Happy said and hung up. I was still in shock. I mean, she looked so peaceful and normal, not like an assasian who can't contorl her anger or something. I went back to my seat, trying to stay calm. Natalie started to move and woke up.

NORMAL POV

I woke up and Peter looked tense.
- Hey, you okey? - I said and he looked at me with this freaked out look.
- Are you Natasha Romanff's daughter? - he said and I freaked out. I put my arm on his mouth so no one would hear.
- How the hell did you find out?! - I whispered
- Happy told me.
- Happy? Come to the bathroom right now, - I said.
- What?
- Come! - I said and walked out. Peter came behind me. We both got in there, so no one would hear us.
- How do you know Happy? - I asked him.
- I'm an avenger! I'm spider man!
- What? Then why the hell you didn't get an agent to protect you, even though I can take care of myself and you are the spider boy!
- Yeah, about that, what in the worlds sake were you thinking?! Your mom and everyone else thinks you're dead!
- Happy is over reacting, my mom knows me and she knows that I just wanted to go alone, plus that guy was a loser, if something would have happened, I would have to protect him, not the other way around, - I said, but Peter was still shocked.
- Now calm down Parker and let's get out of the bathroom, before someone gets the wrong idea, - I said and walked out. After a few minutes Peter came too.