Double Agent (Fem Reader X Tony Stark)

Chapter 14 - New York

As Nat and a couple Agents take Clint away, I stop by the room where Loki was held in. "Phil!" I scream. Seeing him slumped down on the ground with blood pouring out of his mouth. I slide down next to him and put pressure on his wound. "Hey...Phil it's Y/N."

"Y/N..." He smiles.

"It's gonna be okay...your okay." I start to cry as I look back to see an Agent run in, "Get the Paramedics, quick!" I scream. I look back at Phil, "Stay awake....eyes on me." I cry.

"No...I'm clocked out here." He nods.

"Not an option...you hear me? You can't leave me." I shake my head.

"It's okay...it's okay." He whispers weakly, starting to fade.

"Phil! Stay awake!" I shake him.

"Always...remember who you are." He brings his hand up and points onto my heart, "Good...heart." His hand slumps down as he passes.

"No...no no no!" I scream, holding him in my arms. Phil wasn't just a regular Agent...he was my best friend. My mentor...the man who helped my training. He was everything to me.

I stand back as Fury and the medics come in. I slowly put my hand up to my earpiece. "Agent Coulson is down." I say.

"Paramedics are on their way."

"They're here....They called it." I say, not looking at Fury as I walk out.

I walk into the small room where Clint was unconscious and strapped down, slumping down beside Nat. "Y/N..."

"Loki killed him." I clench my fists. "I'm gonna make him pay."

Before Nat has the chance to say anything, we both look over as Clint starts to wake up. "Clint, you're gonna be alright." Nat says.

"You know that? Is that what you know? I got...I gotta go in though. I gotta flush him out."

"We don't have that long, it's gonna take time." Nat says.

"I don't understand. Have you ever had someone take your brain and play? Pull you out and send something else in? Do you know what it's like to be unmade?"

"You know that we do." I say.

"Why am I back? How did you get him out?"

"Cognitive recalibration. We hit you really hard in the head." I nod.

"Thanks." Nat and I start to untie him, "Doves...how many agents?" He says to us, Doves is something he called the both of us.

"Don't. Don't do that to yourself, Clint. This is Loki. This is monsters and magic and nothing we were ever trained for." Nat says.

"Loki, he got away?" He sits up as I hand him some water, rubbing his back.

"Yeah. I don't suppose you know where?" I ask.

"I didn't need to know. I didn't ask. He's gonna make his play soon though. Today."

"We gotta stop him." Natasha whispers.

"Yeah? Who's we?"

"I don't know. Whoever's left." Nat and I sit beside him.

"Well, if I put an arrow in Loki's eyesocket, I'd sleep better I suppose."

"Now you sound like you." I smile.

"But you both don't. Your spies, not soldiers. Now you want to wade into a war. Why? What did Loki do to you both?"

"He took away Phil." I whisper.

Clint then turns to Nat, "He didn't, I just..." she pauses.

"Natasha."