This love was definetly not made to be Normal [[Completed]]

Over dramatic

The feelings exploded and hit me like a frying pan. More passionate then last time, yet so soft and gentle. His lips told me everyone he never had said. The way he kissed me made me feel like he never had to say it. It held love, passion, lust, security, comfort, and more emtions then I thought I could feel as an agent. I let myself get lost in his lips as I wrapped my arms around his kneck and leaned into him. It slowly for more and more intense until he was on top of me and we were laying on his bed. Both of us topless. The lust and the love in his eyes was unparrallel to what I have ever seen before. The way his body language spoke made me think that he wanted nothing but to love me and take care of me in the same way I wished to do to him. Then my conciounce hit. Telling me it would be best to wait, saying how I don't want this to happen when I'm in this wretched cast. And it was right,

"Tony, baby stop." I mumbled as he continued to kiss me.

"Whhhyyy?" He whined.

"Because my conciounce is louder then my heart sweety, and I told you. After this stupid cast is off and I'm all healed and stuff." I muttered and started pouting. He sighed and rolled over and proceded to lay on my stomach and draw small cirlces on my arm.

"I hate this cast, it's making life impossible."

"No it isn't bad people are making life impossible." I joked and grabbed my shirt.

"Oh so you're putting your shirt on too? Oh my gosh the world wants me to die."

"No I'm cold."

"NNNOOOOO" He screamed. 

"Tony you're oh so very over dramatic." I mumbled and scrambled up.

"Where ya goiiinngg?"

"Brush my teeth?" I asked and hobbled into the bathroom.

After what shouldn't have taken that long I was finally laying down relaxing and starting to fall asleep. Only to be pulled into a nightmare.

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I was running through a muddy marsh, there were hands trying to grab me from every which direction. I was tired, my body burning, and covered in mud. Something was screaming my name. It sounded like a snake. Constantly and the nip of my heals.

"Michaelaa." It whispered, I thought I heard it in my eye. Quickly I turned around only to see nothing but black dark hands coming after me. Screaming I tried to turn back around but I couldn't. Something was behind me. Slowly I moved my head, and I saw Steve.

"Oh my gosh Steve we have to get out of here!" I screamed.

"Michaelaa." He whispered. He sounded like the snake. 

"Steve?" He hissed and fell to the ground, blood coming out of his mouth, and I watched as he sunk full emersed into the cold dark murkey water. I screamed once again and continued running.  Looking around I saw Bruce and Thor, both whispereing my name. I ran over to Bruce and tried to grab his hand only for him to disapear into a cloud of smoke.

"Thor! THOR!" I screamed and went to grab him, but I was too late. 

"He's coming, we won't give up." He hissed and fell to the ground.

"Who's coming?" I cried as I started to run once again. Natasha and Clint appeared in front of me, eyes black, mouths agap, and knives coming out of their cheeks. I stepped back in horror as Clint walked towards me.

"He will not rests until he kills every single on of us." He hissed, "He will kill us all, and leave you for the last. He will win."

"Who? Who's going to win?" I screamed, my eyes blurry from all the tears I watched as the turned to ashes.

"You were supposed to try and save me." Someone whispered. I whipped around and saw Tony.

"Tony! You're okay!" I ran over to him, but no matter what I couldn't get close to him. His eyes were dark, his cheeks sunken in.

"You let us all die. How could you? Hammer wasn't supposed to win." He hissed, slowly his eyes turned black.

"I didn't know! How do I save you?" I cried as I fell to my knees in the murky cold water.

"You had it, you had everything. You could have saved us. But you chose to save yourself instead." I watched as his face slowly morphed into hammers. 

"You did everything I expected you to young one. You helped me win. But now I don't need you anymore." He held a knife up to my chest pulled his arm back and I could do nothing but sit there and watch. Images of all those that I loved being taken away from me.

I felt the knife go in, and I began screamed and thrasing around. I heard someone screaming my name, slowly I came into conciousness. Thrashing and screaming as I felt someones arms on my shoulders, someone screaming my name. I was scared, Hammer couldn't win.

"Michaela! Baby wake up it's me! Tony." I stopped and looked up at him, tears spilling down my face  I pulled him into a hug and started balling like a pathetic little baby, "Shhh, baby it's okay." He whispered as he rocked me back and forth. We stayed like this for atleast an hour, and the tears continued to flow. Images of that horrid nightmare tattood into my eyelids. Slowly my tears became less and less. I mentally got ahold of myself and pushed myself off of Tony and looked over at the time. 4:00 A.M. No way I was going back to sleep now, "Are you okay?" Tony asked. 

I nodded my head a yes and grabbed my crutches.

"Where are you going?"

I shrugged, no energy to talk, barely able to crutch myself out into the dark living room. I crumpled to the ground halfway to the door, my leg giving out on me. Before I could even try to get up Tony was right by my side, picking me up and carrying me out to the lving room. I sat on his lap on his couch as he kissed my forhead over and over again while whispered sweet nothings in my ear in hopes to help. It did, but it didn't. 

"Baby will you talk to me?" He asked, slowly pulling my head up to look at his beautiful chocolate eyes.

"It was just a nightmare sweety, I'm just glad you're okay." I murmured as I kissed him slowly. I felt this small spark inside of me grow. This little voice in my head. 

'Don't give up, follow you're heart. Let yourself grow as one with him, become stronger. Get the connection. It will help." Something inside of my changed. That dream was a warning. My subconcious was...alot smarter then I thought it was. Tony deepend the kiss as he pushed me to lay down on the couch. I couldn't help but wrap my one good leg around his waist. I hadn't realized he was topless until now, and it was not helping this situation. My fingers intwined with his hair, his hands found their way under my shirt. Minutes later we were on his bed.

"Are you sure you want this right now?" He asked, his voice low and husky. I was breathless, and I nodded my head pulling him in for another kiss.

By 10 that morning when we should have gone to work we were laying on his bed tangled in the sheets, hair everywhere, minds and bodies racing.

"Wow." He mumbled as he pulled me close to him and nuzzled his head into my kneck. I giggled and ran my hands through his hair, "Best. Sex. Ever." He mumbled and kissed me.

I rolled my eyes, "Tony you're so over dramatic." I smiled, but the dream was still racing in my head.

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