Y/n stark

Chapter 20 - Mission report

After a good evening with Peter I decided that I should probably go and finish that stupid report, so I head over to my cold office. I sit back in my black leather chair and look at the black pages in front of me, I can't think of anything to write. I stare at the white blank pages on the hard dark wooden table. I know it has to be done but there's just nothing. I've read over what Grant wrote and his is all good. What am I even suppose to say? That I went after an agent for my own gain? That Fury was right? I don't want to do this!

After what feel like forever, I finally get it done! It's complete! Now I can go to bed. I look over at the black clock hanging on the white walls of my office. It was so quiet I could hear the clock tick. Tik tok tik tok. I didn't think I had been here for so long, it was now 2:30am. Oops.

As I make my way back to my room, I look over on the couch to see that Peter is gone, someone must have lifted him and put him in his own room. Probably Tony. He's obsessed with the kid. I finally make it to my room and climb into the silk bedsheet and fall asleep. And that's when it happens, the nightmares.

"It's Josh, he's been shot, I need help, I need help now! Anyone!" I shout into the coms as I make my was over to Josh. I place my hands over his wound in attempt to keep as much blood as I can. It doesn't seem to be working, my hands are covered in his blood. I rip off a part of my sleeve to try to smoke up some blood but nothing I do seems to be working. "Tony!" I shout into the coms "please, help me!" I shout, the tears streaming down my face, the explosions happening everywhere, I could feel my eyes getting heave and the taste of blood in my mouth. I knew I didn't have long left before I blacked out, but josh needed medical attention right now, he was hurt badly, if there was any chance of saving him, it had to be now! "SHIELD medic team is waiting for you Agent Stark" I hear from the coms as I was just about to loose hope. "I need help to lift him, I've been shot too, he's lost a lot of blood."

I wake up, once again gasping for air, chest tight and my breaths short. I look over to the digital clock on my nightstand and it displays the time 5:00am. Great! Running on 3 hours sleep, I mean it's been worse, but I just want one night without a nightmare. I decide to get up and give the mission report to Fury, gives me something to do for an hour.

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As I step into Director Fury's office I notice him sitting on his chair, that look on his face, you know the one of no emotions, I am a robot.

"Here's your report back, Agent Ward said to me that you wanted to look at it first or something. So here is it" I say as I set the report on his table.

"Good, it's early as well which means, that you're having nightmares again and can't sleep." He states as if it's the most obvious thing ever, I can feel his eye burning into the back of my head.

"Nope, just thought I'd get it done, I've been told I'm not allowed to train or do anything basically so, you know, I thought might as well get the report done and dusted." I lie through my teeth, hoping he just lets this whole topic blow over.

"Whatever you say" he replies. I head towards the door as if I can't get out of there quick enough. After miles of walking I finally get back to my lovely black sports car and head home, stopping at a Starbucks first obviously.

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"Where where you, so early in the morning?" Tony asks curiously as I set my bag on the marble island in the kitchen and take a seat at the breakfast bar.

"SHEILD" I reply. "Leaving in the stupid mission report"

"So that's what you where doing all night?" He says as he connects the pieces together.

"Why, did I miss something?" I ask.

"No, well, Peter was crushed last night, so we all tried to cheer him up and it ended up with us trying to lift his stupid hammer." Tony admits in an annoying tone. I can help but laugh, trying to imagine everyone trying to lift the hammer.

"What I miss?" Nat says as she walks in wearing her SHEILD uniform and her hair straight as she takes a seat beside me.

"Did you get all the glitter out of your hair?" I joke as she rolls her eyes and tries to hide her smile.

"50 showers later, yes" she exaggerates, her jaw clenched in rage.

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"I am so tired" Tony says as he slops down on the couch beside Rhodey and Nat. I can't help but smirk, I mean I'm running on what 3 hours and he's probably got at least 8.

"What are you laughing at?" He shouts as he looks over to me with a serious expression on his face.

"Nothing, just, how many hours you get last night then?" I ask as I sent my iPad on the table in front of me and turn to face him.

"Um, I don't know, about 9 I think." He says, trying to figure out how much he slept. "I've just been so busy with the in garage lately and everything and Morgan with her school work." He lists. 9 hours of uninterrupted sleep, that sounds like heaven. "Why, how many you running on?"

Now's my time I guess, I can either be honest with him or lie, "I'm not too sure" I say and it's true to be fair, some nights I get 5 hours and others I get lucky to have 2.

"Alright" he says reaching for the tv remote to change the channel. I felt relief from my shoulders as I sat back, sinking into the couch.

"How about a movie?" Sam pipes up from sitting beside Bucky.

"Sure" Steve says as he sits down besides me with a bowl of popcorn. Tony looks over to me and gives me a death stare, no idea what that's about so I smirk back.

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