Rescue Mission (Stark's Daughter 8)

Chapter 2

I wake up on a black leather sofa, my head pounding and a sick feeling in my mouth. I groan and sit up, taking in my surroundings.

Im at Captains house, sat in his living room. To the left is a unused fireplace and a few medals on top, standing proud. Captain is sat on the sofa opposite, already awake and a glass of water in his hand. He passes it to me with a teasing smile.

"What did i do last night?" I question, regretting it instantly.

"Zeke went home with the kids and you stayed at the bar. I went home and you sort of followed me. Then you passed out on the sofa." He explains.

"I haven't drank like that in years." I mutter.

"Lucky you can get drunk."

I glance up and see sadness burn in his eyes and guilt fills me.

"Oh, right. Metabolism. Sorry." I mumble, drinking the water and it sooths my dry throat.

"Zeke's been ringing me."

"Damn, i should probably go home."

"Let me drive, you're still kind of drunk."

Captain drops me off home and i walk into the quiet, lifeless house. I jump in the shower and pull on a plain black dress and black heels. I pull my dark brown hair into a ponytail and stroll into the kitchen. I fill my travel mug with coffee and go to grab my keys from the key rack, but don't find them. I scan the kitchen, trying to find them.

"Jarvis, quietly. Where are my keys?"

I only have the one key for all my cars as they have been personally built to start with the same key shape.

"In your bedroom, Miss."

I tiptoe into our bedroom, opening the drawers of the bedside table and rummaging through. Nothing. I walk around the bed to Zeke's side, he has his face buried in the pillow and snores quietly. I open all of the drawers on his bedside table and find the key. Zeke was hiding them from me.

I grab it and walk out, nearly tripping over Zeke's shoe. He sturs in his sleep and i step out.

*

I reach the office, scan my security card and walk into my office. I sit at the silver metal office chair and turn on my laptop. There's a knock at the door and i glance up to see Jake, my assistant march in, clutching brown files.

"The new mission, Mrs Stark." He announces, handing me one of the files.

I take it from him and open it on the desk. Some photos fall out, I scan through them and see men building something gold. I look at another and see its a golden bullet.

"Thanks Jake." I mutter, not looking at him and hold the photo up to the light.

He walks out and i pick up my phone, placing it between my shoulder and left cheek. I flick through the paper, seeing the words "can kill anything", "extremely dangerous" and "urgent".

"Jake, I need you to ring the Avengers and get them down here immediately." I order, putting the phone back down.

A few minutes later the Avengers amble into the conference room, rubbing their heads and their eyes red while their blood still stirs with alcohol. My dad collapses into a black leather chair, Hawkeye leans against a wall, Doctor Banner sits quietly not drawing attention to himself. Thor seems cheerful, he didn't drink last night and Captain is chuckling to himself.

"Hope we all had fun last night." I joke.

"You seemed to have the most fun last night, and yet you don't show it today." Hawkeye teases.

"Yes, okay. Thank you. Now, to business, a group of scientists in the desert have created a new bullet made of pure gold. They plan on duplicating it and killing each of us." I explain, pushing the photos onto the glass conference table. They pick them up and pass them around.

"What's the plan?" Doctor Banner asks.

"Me and Captain will fly down and he will distract them as i slip in to get the bullet. Everyone else will be in another plane and wait for me to give the bullet to you. Then, you'll drive ahead and they'll still think we have the bullet, so they will follow us and we lead them the opposite way."

"That's a detailed plan." Thor comments.

"Sounds like a good plan." My dad comments.

"Lets go."