I live for you.

Chapter 21- "Billy?"

We flew the plane back really drunk. Its a miracle we didnt crash the plane. I have alot more faith in Clint's piloting skills.Calvin stayed knocked out in the back of the plane. As they dragged me out of the plane, slurring my words and tripping over my own feet. The thought crossed my mind to check and see if he was still alive. But I was too far gone to do anything about it. 

When I woke up the next day I was aching all over. Fury had called my phone making my ringer go off at full volume. Funny how something sounds pleasant during the day and in the morning when its waking you up its akin to nails on a chalk board. 

I rolled out of bed and looked at them time. It was 7 o'clock in the morning. There was no way in hell I was getting up. I turned off my phone and rolled back over. Hoping I would be able to swallow down the through up and not just puke in my bed. I had a feeling they would make me clean it up. Lets not kid ourselves. This was not a five star hotel. 

I think I slept for another hour. At least when Fury burst through the door angrily it seemed like I had been asleep for awhile. I looked over my shoulder at him standing in the door way angrily and the others looking over his shoulder. I turned my head back into my pillow. Snuggling it in and smacking my lips with satisfaction. I pulled my blanket up over my head. 

He came over and flipped up the curtains on the windows. I flipped him off and covered my face with my hand. I heard his boots clinking on the floor. He must be walking away. Then the blankets were ripped off of me. 

"No!," I screamed in a little kid voice and climbed under the sheet. Hearing a few chuckles from the onlookers. 

"If you dont get up right now..." he threatened 

"What are you my mom?" I moaned "Go pick on someone else. Bug Tony or something. Evangeline sleeping."

"No," He growled with frustration "Evangeline, not sleeping. Now get up before I do something drastic."

"What are you going to do pour water over my head?" I sneered 

"Dont tempt me," He laughed 

I sat straight up and glared at him. Crawling out of bed I flipped him off again. The headache was crawling into my head now. My stomach gurgled horribly. I hadnt eaten since the trip to McDonalds and lets be realistic. Its not like I was getting any kind of nutritional value from that. That was worse than empty calories. 

"You guys mind leaving?" I asked quezily, leaning against the wall for support "I promise I wont go back to bed. Unless of course you want to see me throw up."

I smiled weakly around at them. Fury squinted at me suspiciously.I waved him away and in response he led everyone away from my room. I went into the bathroom. Had a few good heaves and dry hacks. Got into the shower got ready and ran to go meet them at the table. My hair was stil dripping and Fury looked at me disapprovingly as I got water on his pretty shined black table. The first thing I noticed was the Tony wasnt there. 

"Stark managed to track the Crimson Cowl down off the east coast. Shes residing in Maine for some reason. Go get her like you got Calvin. Anything we should know about her?" Fury asked 

"If Tony tracked her I'm sure he's got her stuff figured out," I shrugged 

"Yes," nodded Natasha to my left "But he left earlier this morning. He's going back to Malibu for a little bit. He should be back the end of the week he said."

"Oh," I looked down at my lap. Pushing the thoughts of him and Pepper away. Or at least trying to. "Well in that case, I suppose..."

"Her cape is what they call pre-hensile." I mumbled "In pure english you could say it had a mind of its own. If you've seen it in action, it waves around and does her bidding shes also got teleportation devices at hand. Which means we'll have to make it seem like she has the upper hand. I think the best thing to do is have someone affiliated with S.H.I.E.L.D, but not as well known go in and start everything up."