𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐀 | 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐤

Part 6

You cleaned yourself and changed into new clothes, while Tony returned back to the living room where everybody else was. After you were done, you walked back downstairs and to the living room where they were talking.

As soon as you stepped inside, their talking stopped and everybody looked at you. Feeling exposed, your eyes found Tony's and he gestured at you to come closer to him. He was sat in the armchair while other people in the room were sat around him.

You did as he asked and moved to stand behind him, placing your hand on his shoulder. His hand brushed against yours and he looked at everybody. "As you can see, Y/N has returned."He noticed James' stare."I'm sure she'll help us with our mission."

"But-" James began, but Tony shot him a look and he fell silent. "I just wanted to ask how is this possible. We were there with you, Tony. We saw everything that happened to them."

Tony was about to answer, but your small voice could be heard through the room.

"I... I don't know how this is possible. I've been wondering the same thing. But, I'm sorry about everything that happened to others. I wish I could bring them back."

James' eyes scanned over your body as though he was searching for the smallest suspicious thing. "Am I the only one that finds this suspicious?"

Steve looked up from his lap, while Tony gave him a warning look."What exactly?"Steve asked.

"I'm sorry, Y/N, but I can't believe you're just back like that. We saw your injuries. I can't believe you... I wish I could. What if this was part of the plan? You worked for the Red Room once, what would stop you from doing it again?"

Your lips parted in shock at his words.

"Buck... " Steve tried to warn him.

"Enough!" Tony said with a raised voice. "I trust Y/N and I will not have anyone here treat her like this. If you don't like it, you know where the door is."

You squeezed his shoulder, making Tony look up at you, his gaze softening when he looked at you.

"Leave."He ordered and everybody got up, quickly leaving the room.

As soon as the last person was out the door and they were closed, Tony gently took your wrist and pulled you to his lap. You bit on your lip as you realized how close you two were now and Tony smirked.

"I trust you." He whispered to you, his one hand holding your cheek.

"I get them, Tony. I wouldn't trust myself either if I was in their place."

"It doesn't matter to me. I trust you. I know you wouldn't do that. You have nothing to worry about." He said and you nodded your head. "It's time I take charge again, they became too weak."

That night, you were in your room that was right across Tony's. Turning around in bed, for what felt like a hundredth time, you sighed and gave up on sleeping.

Any time you closed your eyes, another memory of the operating room would flash in front of your eyes. You got up from the bed, moving the covers away and walked to the closet. You took out a jacket and put it on before walking outside. You took a look at Tony's door and smiled a little before walking away, thinking he was probably sleeping.

As you opened the front door and walked outside, you were approached by a guard.

"Miss Y/L/N." He greeted with a nod of his head.

You shot him a small smile that could barely be seen on the light. "You are...?"

"I'm Sam."He introduced himself."You're going somewhere?"