charpter 4 - meeting

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3th person POV (I'm just the air)

"Hello sir, we got a possible intruder at the bar." "Jarvis show me the live camera view." Tony said taking his phone out to look at the possible intruder. As he looked at the screen he only saw a flying bottle of wiskey. "What the fu-" but he was cut off by steve. "Language!" "Shut up steve." Tony said growling. "What's going on?" Natasha asked interested. "Jarvis just alarmed me about a intruder at the bar, but I only see a flying bottle." "Lets go check it out." Steve said grabbing his shield.

Laura's POV

"Wow this stuff is really good." I said as I finished the last drop. I struggled to stand up straight as I got up from the bar stool. I tried to make my way to the comfy looking coutch in the middle of the room. "I'm just gonna take a quick nap." I lost my balance a couple of times before I finally reached the coutch, and fell over the backrest face first. But managed to get the rest of my body over it aswell as I fell asleep.

3th person POV (hey guys here I am again)

"Guys wait. There is some one on the coutch." Tony said looking at his phone screen. "I think- she's sleeping.." "sleeping?" Steve asked with a confused face. They soon arrived at the bar. Steve quickly walked over to see if she was okay. "Jarvis, can you indentify her?" "No sir, there are no records of her to be found." "How did she even get in here?" Natasha asked confused. "I don't know, but the really weird thing is that she was invisible until she fell asleep. "Invisible?" "Yes this whisky bottle was flying in mid air." Tony says grabbing the now empty bottle. "And when I was watching the footage she just appeard out of nowhere." "Well it looks like she will harm no one in the next 12 hours, not in this state anyway." Natasha chuckled. "Should we bring her to Bruce?" Steve asked sitting next to the girl. "Yeah thats a good idea maybe he can give us some more information." Steve lifted the girl up and brought her down to bruce laboratorium.

Laura's POV
Urggg my head hurts, what happend? am I dead? I soon realised I wasn't at RAGO anymore. But then I remembered my escape and-  Naomi. I had to hold my tears back since I really hadn't taught about her since the insedent with mr Crocker. But I still had no clue where I was. I started looking around to find out, it looked like some kinda high-tech hospital. Where the fuck am I? I didn't even realize I wasn't alone in the room until a soft manly voice spoke. "Goodmorning, you don't have to be scared of us." He said as he probbebly saw the panick in my eyes. "Can you tell us your name?" A other voice spoke from behind him. He soon stepped forward to the side of my bed. "Uhhh- uh- number 16?" I stutterd as I didn't know if I should give them my made up name or my number, and also my head was hurting really bad. "Number 16?" The first man asked with a confused yet concernd look on his face. He blond hair with a beard and was quite tall. The other man had black/grayish hair and a purple shirt on. "Uhh no my name is Laura." I said quickly. "Nice to meet you Laura, I'm Steve." He smiled. "And I,m Bruce, Why did you say number 16 first?" The man asked. "Uhh well they never really gave me a name, I just like to call myself Laura." "Who are they?" Bruce asked, now looking at some screens and clicking some buttons. Why am I telling them this? I don't even know them. I just kept silent. "Laura?" Steve asked looking me directly in the eyes. Wow he has such beautiful eyes, I almost want do drown in them. Wait what- I should stop staring now. I looked at my hands hoping he didn't notice. Luckily he didn't. "Are you okay?" He asked with a concernd look on his face. "Yeah I'm fine." I said as another man entered the room. He had a weird beard and brown hair. "Look who has finally decided to wake up." He said looking at me. "Found out anything yet?" "Well her name is Laura or thats what she calls herself, first she said it was number 16." Bruce said. "Number 16?" "Yeah we don't know what thats about yet." All of a sudden I felt my stomach hurt and felt like trowing up. "Laura? You look a littlebit pale, you okay?" Steve asked stepping closer. As I threw up all over his pants. "Oh my god! I'm so sorry!" "It's okay don't worry about it." He muttered. And soon walked out. Probbebly to clean up the mess I made. Oh god I feel so embarrassed, why am I even feeling so bad right now?

A/N
I know It's kinda cringe but I still hope you like it.

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