Present of the Past || TONY STARK fanfiction

Chapter 17: ''Desperate measures''

Tony grabbed my hand. "You've walked around with this for four months?" Tony talked to me softly as he wiped away the tears from my face. "I'm so sorry" he had this guilty look. Like the fight Steve and I had was his fault.

"It isn't your fault" I sniffed. "He's right you know" I grabbed a tissue and blew my nose. "I don't know who I am. I'm constantly on the run from whatever it is. I really can't do this anymore, Tony" I pleaded. He looked at me with an understanding look. I felt him shift a bit trying to get control of his anger. I knew he felt hopeless because he couldn't do anything. It wasn't like solving a mathematical problem or a suit that needs to be built.

Tony sighed as he placed his hand on top of my head. "It's not your fault either" he reassured me. "No one has ever been honest to you and here you are picking up the pieces" I looked up at him as he softly wiped the hair out of my face. He gave me a soft smile.

I enjoyed the touch of his warm hand against my cheek. A comfortable silence washed over us. He played with strands of my hair. "We need to figure out what this Avelora thing is," he said. His eyes trailing off to his computer.

"What do you have in mind?" I asked. Tony sighed and his brows furrowed for a minute as he was thinking. "Maybe, we can make contact," he said. I sat up.

"Is that a good idea?" I asked. "We just had an alien invasion" I stated. Tony looked away again his eyebrows frowning as he shook his head. Indicating that he didn't want to think about it. "I'm sorry" I sighed. Tony shook his head, telling me it was fine.

"I don't see anyone else giving us answers though" he also got up and made his way to his desk again. He was frustrated.

So, I decided to humble him. "Say we could make contact" I started. "How would you do it?" I asked. Tony raised his index and turned my attention to his screen again.

"Maybe this way" I took a few steps closer and read his screen. It showed instructions. It resembled a lot of an Ouija board. I scoffed. "You want to do a séance?" I quipped. Tony sighed as he grabbed my hand.

"Just humble me. We're out of options" He looked desperate.

"Let me think about it" I turned around and walked upstairs to the kitchen. I poured myself a glass of water when I got there.

I looked down at my hands as I moved a ball, which was supposed to resemble fire, between my fingers. I shine bright orange reflecting from the counter to my face. It felt almost comforting. It was short-lived however when I felt someone standing behind me.

It must've been something new to my powers but I could sense other people's auras. I refused to give the thought any time of day and I pushed it away. "You came" I whispered as I took a sip from my water.

"Well, not to sound overly romantic but you called" Fury quipped. I laughed sardonically.

"You're not so easy to get a hold of these days" I smiled softly as I turned around. He nodded slightly.

"I got something" he went through his pocket and gave me something that resembled something like a beeper. When Fury handed it to me, Tony walked up from his lab.

"Ransom what's taking you so-" he stopped in his tracks. "What's going on?" Tony asked as he took big steps from the door towards me.

"We might have our answer" I sighed as I felt the pressure falling off my shoulders a little bit. I nodded to Fury as a thank you before he left.

I smiled at Tony as I showed him what I was holding. "A beeper?" he quipped. "Are they still living in the 90s?" Tony joked.

"That would be fun though since I missed all of it" I joked back as I pushed and twisted some buttons. The screen turned bright orange as it said 'CONTACT MADE'. "We just wait, I guess" I shifted on my feet nervously.