Till the End of the Line(Book One)

Chapter Eight

     I woke up in a dark grey room with a steel door. I was sitting on a bench and Steve was on the bench opposite of the door. I was very glad to see that he was here. I felt something wet on my lower thigh and looked down to see it soaked dark red with blood. I cried out and Steve jumped awake. "What happened!?" He asked worried.

   "I've been SHOT!" I said now extreamely  scared. "How did I not feel it!?"

"It must have been that gas stuff." he said coming over to inspect my wound but I began flailing. "Hey calm down!" He says grabbing my thigh. "Now stand up." I just noticed he had been shot on his lower abdomen. He looked down too and cursed to himself. "I'll help you."

   "I'll help you too" he said backing away and started to undo his suit; well the top part anyway obviously not the pants....I'm just gonna stop thinking right now.

    He pulled it off to reveal a white shirt and then pulled that off too and my breathe caught in my throat. He had a very toned chest that, I hate to admit this, I would like to just reach out and touch. I almost did too. But he was; "very" isn't the word but yes, very muscular; and he was extreamely hot and....I've never EVER called anyone this before but...yes, he was....sexy. Okay that sounded weird but anywho, he grabbed his white shirt and pulled me up. "Hold still." He said ripping the shirt in half, squated down and began tying one half of the shirt above the wound. His hand brushed the inside off my thigh a few times(which caused me to blush and him too) but I was too distracted by him. What in the world was I thinking? Your attracted to him. No I'm not...yes you are. NO I AM NOT! Yes you are just face the facts Nat. Maybe I should...NO! I shook my head to erase those thoughts and focused on what he was doing to my leg. Yeah right. F you random person in my mind.

   He finished and stood up still blushing. "Alright just wrap this around me." He said pulling a small roll of bandages out of his little belt from his suit. I wondered why he kept that in there but I guess if he really needed it though it doesn't  seem like he would with his skills....I took it, my hands shaking terribly, and walked over closer to him so I could wrap it around his extreamely hot and muscular chest. I shook my head again. You know you want him with less clothing. In your bed. WHERE DO THESE THOUGHTS COME FROM!? From your deepest desires. Well these certainly aren't my deepest thoughts. Oh yes they are. That's why they are called your deepest desires. And boy do you have alot. Involving Mr. Captain Sexy over there. I laughed out loud that time because it was pretty funny. "Why did you just laugh?" Steve asked pulling me from my deepest thoughts as I was absently wrapping him up. "Uhm...I don't know I was just thinking..." about him. Mr.Captain Sexy was actually pretty clever. I know. It came from your own thoughts.

   "Okay that's good." He said grabbing his suit and slipping it back on. I bet your just crying on the inside because he put his clothes back on. Then again you never know you may get to see that again. "Now we need a plan of escape." He says.

    "Well...um...I could...freeze the door or whatever and we could somehow break it down. "

"That sounds good. Let's try it." He said. We made it out and he had to run by and grab his sheild which made them realize that we were escaping.

   "That motorcycle over there!" He said running over to the bike and talking to the guy about to get on it. Once the guy relized we were in some deep trouble he gave Steve the keys. "Thankyou sir. What is your name?" He asked as I came up beside the bike.

   "Um...Uh....Peter Parker" the boy answered and Steve raised an eyebrow but shook it off.

   "Okay I owe you but now you need to get out of here!" Steve looked at me as the guy ran off. "Get on. We need to go." He demanded.