Impossible Redemption (Resilience Book 2) (Avengers Fan-fic) [COMPLETED]

Chapter 3

Sam

I woke up in a cold sweat. Alex had decided that driving me insane with nightmares which I could barely wake from, was a more entertaining form of torture. I sat bolt-upright in the bed, my neck drenched in sweat.

I sighed and sat up, running a hand through my hair. The room was dark, as was the hall outside the door. I turned my head and looked out the window to see the bright, glittering New York skyline against the sky of a setting sun. I sighed and sat up, looking around the room. There was a pile of clothes sat on a dresser to my left. I sighed once more, before getting up and donning them, before shuffling out of the room and towards the elevator.

I was still in STARK Towers, thankfully. The STARK logo was emblazoned across almost everything in sight. I smiled to myself as I shuffled into the elevator. I sighed and leaned against the wall, to be met with JARVIS’ familiar voice.

‘Good evening, miss Clarke. It is good to see you are well. To the top floor, I presume?’ he said politely, his posh accent ringing out clearly. I smiled to myself before replying.

‘Yes please, JARVIS. That would be lovely.’

The doors closed and I closed my eyes, breathing slowly as I listened to the quiet hum of the elevator. I opened my eyes as I felt the elevator slow down, and pushed myself off the wall as the doors opened, and walked out, towards the others, who were sat on the sofas. They all turned around and stared at me in shock. I looked across the room, to see Lexi standing next to a tall, slim blonde man, who watched me carefully. I sighed and ran a hand through my hair as I walked to the couch and flopped down beside Steve, and leaned into him, his arm going around my shoulders.

I sighed and relaxed against him. He kissed my temple gently, before softly whispering to me.

‘Are you ok?’ he asked gently, his voice too low to be heard by anyone else in the room. I nodded, and wrapped my arms around his waist, feeling scared and weak, needing my captain to make me feel safe. He pulled me closer and rubbed my arm gently as I stared blankly at the table.

Alex had decided that nightmares were more fun to watch my reaction to than pain. I shivered at the thought of what I had seen in my nightmares. Alex had taken control of the Avengers’ minds, and forced them to kill each other. They were completely aware of what they were doing, but unable to stop themselves. I was unable to move, forced to watch in horror as my friends killed one another, in tears and agony at what they were doing.

But what made it worse, was Steve was the last one who managed to survive. And Alex made me... I closed my eyes and tightened my grip on Steve, trying to shake off the memory. Steve kissed the top of my head and rubbed my back gently. I looked up into his concerned, questioning eyes and gave him a weak, reassuring smile.

‘Nightmares.’ I explained quietly, before kissing him on the lips gently, before resting my forehead against his. I could never let that nightmare become a reality. Whether I had to die to stop it happening or not, I would never let them go through that.

I looked up as Lexi walked around to the back of the couch behind us, and knelt down, folding her arms and resting them on the backrest. She looked up at me with concerned eyes.

‘Are you ok?’ she asked softly, the others slowly starting to talk again. I sighed shakily and nodded.

‘I’ll be fine.’ I gave her a fleeting, reassuring smile, before untangling myself from Steve’s arms and turning to face her fully. I nodded over towards the blonde guy she had been talking to when I came in.

‘Is that the guy who’s been making you blush for the past few months?’ I asked her quietly, grinning. Her face flushed a deep red, and I started bouncing up and down on the couch, grinning at her. Steve chuckled and his arm went around my waist, pulling me down.