(Book 3 in the Nightingale series)
"This whole living on your own thing is hard."
Life can be hard but it's harder when you are playing the role of a high school student and a superhero.
As Allison's past starts to close in on her, Peter's whole lif...
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Allison' POV
Mysterio leaves, leaving me laying there in the dusty gravel. Tears rolled down my face. I sit up and pull my knees into my chest. I'm all alone. I don't know how much time has passed, maybe minutes or hours, I don't know. All I know is that I'm still here. All alone.
I pulled out a burner phone and called the only person I could trust at the time. It rings twice before they pick up.
"Hello?"
"Happy, oh my god it's so good to hear your voice."
"Are you ok?" Happy asks concerned.
"No-" my voice starts to break, "I- I can't-"
Tears start to fall faster.
"Take your time."
I take a breath, "I don't trust anyone. Peter's gone. I'm alone."
There's a long silence.
"Where are you?" Happy asks.
"Berlin. I think."
Silence again.
"I found you. Meet me in the field about a mile away."
"Ok."
I pull the phone away from my ear, hanging up. I pull my hair out of a braid and into a tight bun. My face is covered in dust and blood stains trail my body from everything.
I start running towards where I think the field could be.
~ About 30 Minutes Later ~
Tony's jet is sitting in the field. Happy come running out towards me.
"Wait!" I scream.
"How do I know you're Happy? Tell me something no one else would know about me."
"Um- you- you lived with your cousin but called her your Aunt."
"Everyone knows that." I snapped.
"You know Agent Coulson is alive, you also know how they brought him back to life."
That would be Happy. Only he knows, that I know that.
"Oh my god!"
I went running towards him wrapping my arms around him. I really needed a hug. He hugged me back and then escorted me back to the jet.
~~~~~~
"Ow."
I held a stern face as I tried to stitch my leg.
"Ow."
A few tears dropped from my face. I couldn't do this alone. I tried to thread the needle through the open wound on my leg again but I couldn't. The needle slipped out of my fingers. Happy gave me a sympathetic look and then came over to help me.
I bit my lip in pain as he started stitching my leg.
"I thought you were a Super-Soldier."
I rolled my eyes at his comment.
"Please just stop." I said.
"I need to finish."
"Please."
"Let me finish."
"Word!" I screamed and got up in pain, "please I've had a really bad day I don't need anything else."
"I'm sorry Allison, but I need to fix your leg."
Happy's phone started to ring. He picked it up and answered. Happy put the phone on speaker.
"Hey, hey I messed up. I need a- I need a ride." It was Peter.
My face lit up.
"Where-where are you?" Happy asked.
"Where am I? Where am I, sir?"
Peter struggled to say where he was.
"Hang on. Could you say that into there?"
"Hi. It's Broek op Langedijk here."
"Thank you." Happy said.
"Yeah, no problem."
"Thanks. Did you get that?" Peter asked.
"Yeah."
We're coming Peter.
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