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CHAPTER XXVII - SON, JUST DON'T

April 2012. 12:57. S.H.I.E.L.D's Helicarrier. Somewhere in the sky.

Sophia's POV

I stormed out of the room after Nick pulled the stupid move of showing Phil's cards.

My heart and my body were shaking in anger as I walked down the halls of the carrier. I know those cards were not in Phil's jacket because I had been the one holding his chest, trying to stop the blood from flowing. I had been the one to press in his chest, and the one to move the jacket so it didn't get in my way.

There was no way in fucking hell that those cards were stained because they were not even there in the first place.

When I saw Nick looking at Phil while his soul left his body, I actually thought that for once in his lifetime, he was going to make things right, He was going to make the right call, no more lies, no more after seeing that one of them was what led us to this huge mess in the first place.

If he had only told us what was going on and we had known, maybe we could've stopped it. All of it. Loki, Loki taking Clint, them assaulting the carrier, Phil dying.

But no. Like always, the drama and the secrets were just a small part of everything going on around.

Nick took those cards from Phil's locker and stained them in his blood. And I don't know if the sudden nausea that came over me was because of the thought of Nick being so soulless, for the fact that he dipped the cards in dead man's blood or because I had been through so much today, my body was not handling it as well as it was supposed to.

I need to calm down, because being all shaken up, angry, sad and anxious is going to get me nowhere except the infirmary, the hospital or to my death.

As I kept on walking, my phone started ringing somewhere in one of my holster pockets. Frowning, I wondered why I was being called by phone and not by comms, but then I remembered that I had thrown them away somewhere in the carrier after Nick delivered the news of Phil's dead and since I hadn't gone to get another, there was no way people would know where to contact me.

Looking at the screen, I saw Natasha's name. I didn't know what had happened after she ran off with a very enraged, green, and huge Bruce after her. I had been worried something had happened so, without waiting another second, I picked up.

-Nat.- I said and I heard her breathing on the other side.

-Sophie.- She said, her voice filled with relief and a little bit of sadness.

She knew how close Phil and I had been and I knew she knew this was hard for me, but she didn't want to make me feel bad or uncomfortable, so she just expressed her condolences that way. And I appreciated it with my whole heart.

-What's going on, are you okay?.- I asked worried, already walking in her direction. No, I had no idea where she was, but I could start walking and when she told me, just direct myself there.

-Yes, I'm fine.- She answered and I sighed, nodding. Before I could answer, she beat me to it.- Sophie, we got him.- She said after a pause and I stopped dead in my tracks.

-Where?.- I asked, gripping the phone tightly in my hands. My heart was racing and it felt like a whole, huge weight had been lifted off my shoulders. It felt like I was finally breathing again and my shoulders instantly relaxed at my best-friend's words.

-The infirmary. It's just me here, but I need you. He needs you.- Natasha said and without even noticing it, my feet were already dragging me in the direction I needed to go.

-I'm on my way.- I said as I hung up.

Right now to me, nothing else mattered. No cocky God, not Nick's lies, no Tesseract, nothing. There was just one worry in my mind and just one person that needed my full attention.