On the Run (An Avengers Fanfiction) ✔️Completed

Therapy

Amy's p.o.v.

I woke up strapped to a bed and unsurprisingly freaked out. After I realised that I was still on the helicarrier and safe as far as I could tell, I relaxed a little. Death didn't seem imminent. Just then Dr banner walked in followed by two of the medical staff and I began to worry about how I came to be in this position.

"Amy?" Banner asked cautiously.

"Yes?" I replied confused.

"Untie her" Bruce said gesturing to the straps. It felt nice to have the circulation of blood to my hands restored.

"Why am I here?" I asked feeling incredibly drowsy.

"Because there is something... Unusual... About you." Bruce explained politely.

"You don't say..." I added.

"Well we are going to find out what's happening. We can help you and you don't need to be worried."

"Okay. But I don't actually know what I've done or what specifically I need help with. Plus I've got a killer headache." I explained.

"Oh. I'm sorry, it's just an after-effect of the tranquilliser. Don't panic, in a minute when Norman and a few other people are here i'll explain it all..." Bruce said smiling.

"Tranquilliser? Was I really that crazy?" I attempted a joke but something told me it was more like reality than a joke.

"Just rest for a few hours. You're are being monitored so we can make sure you are back to your usual chirpy self." He said sympathetically.

He was probably right, I should rest. I felt exhausted and as if I needed to be recharged or something. Closing my heavy eyelids I soon slipped in to quite a deep sleep.

When I woke up the first thing I saw was Norman. I was so relieved to see him and instantly relaxed.

Then Fury barged in angrily demanding answers and my relaxed state disappeared. I swallowed and my throat felt dry, I sat up a little in my bed and Norman held my hand trying to comfort me.

We had been together since the age of fourteen and most people who heard this were amazed. Whenever we held hands I remembered when we used to do the same as kids, I would be amazed by how long we have been together if I didn't know he was my soul mate and I his. (I admitted that I'm a hopeless romantic but I really felt that way) We had a relationship built on a truly exceptional friendship; it was always more than casual friends even as kids. The only thing that had really changed was our carefree childhood had vanished and we found ourselves in the (sometimes) harsh reality of life.

'Reality' sounded stupid right now though...

"Amy? What do you think?"

"Sorry what was the question?" I had only just realised that they'd already begun to talk.

"At least try to pay attention Amy, this is serious!" Fury said sternly.

She probably just felt a but weird from waking up and coming straight here, it's not really her fault." Bruce told him.

It was nice for someone to defend me out of the blue. It made me happier and more confident to talk about what I remember, a.k.a. Very little.

"So can you tell us anything? Do you remember anything at all?" Bruce asked me folding his arms as he often did.

"I remember being locked up with Loki of all people and having no clue what I had done. I realised it must've been serious if I was locked up with him...

Then there is another blank patch."

I explained apologetically though I had no idea why, since none of this was actually my fault.