A scream erupted from Andy's throat as she plummeted to the pavement.
One second she was falling but the next second she was on the way back up.
When her savior set her down she kneeled down and caught her breath.
"Thanks for saving me but oh my god that was terrible!" She said and looked up.
"A lot of people say that." Tony said and looked down at her.
"Are you okay?" He asked and she nodded.
"It's not like I meant to do that. I accidentally fell." She said and he nodded.
"I know, we were watching the security cameras. We're all pretty worried about you." He said and she shook her head.
"I'm fine Tony. Do I have a room or a couch?" She asked and he sighed.
"Floor fifteen is your floor." He said and started to say something but Andy was already in the elevator.
The doors closed and her breaths finally started to regulate. She closed her eyes and then opened them again, forgetting about what she saw when she closed her eyes.
She watched the number go down to fifteen and stepped out when the doors open.
For a moment she had to stand there and just look around. The floor was dedicated to her, the colors were black and purple with some white around. She was shocked that they even thought of doing this.
The couch was white with dark purple pillows and black blankets over the arms of the couch. The floors were black but it fit the room.
She walked to the kitchen and ran her hand across the gray countertop and looked through the dark purple cabinets. The thought that the avengers put into the floor was unimaginable.
Andy walked out to the balcony and jumped as Friday popped in.
"I would advise you not to go out there. Due to your recent accident you may want to stay away of balconies." She said and Andy nodded a little as she turned around and walked back inside.
"Good idea." She mumbled and just looked around.
Andy made her way down the hallway as she skimmed her hand across the wall. She couldn't believe that Tony had built this room when they didn't even know she was alive.
She walked through a doorway and into the bedroom. She sat down on the bed and put her head in her hands.
Andy didn't know how to react. She had been gone for one year and when she came back she was welcomed with open arms. It was the last thing she thought she deserved. There was a long list of things she thought she didn't deserve and being welcomed back into the Avengers is one of the top things on the list.
She sat there and she knew she wasn't alone, there were always cameras all around this tower. Andy looked up in the corner and flipped off the camera. "Get a life Stark." She muttered, she knew he was watching. A lot of them probably were, making sure she liked the floor and making sure she didn't fall off the building again.
There was a loud knock on the bedroom door causing her to jump. Andy made her way to the door and opened it.
"Clint won't leave his room again." Steve said and she sighed.
"What do you want me to do?" She whispered as she looked at her feet and crossed her arms.
"Talk to him. You're finally back and he fell in love with your so now that you're back, he wants to talk to you." Steve explained and she groaned.
She looked up at him and sighed at him. "I don't know what to say to him Steve. I don't know how to talk to him now. I had a meltdown in the elevator and he just held me and didn't say anything. After that I fell off the roof. What do you say to that?" She asked and he sighed.
"You tell him how you've been doing, your progress with Alex, and just talk to him." He said and she sighed.
"What floor?" She asked and sighed.
"Sixteen." He said and she paused. "He wanted to be close to you." He added and she nodded a little bit before walking to the elevator.
Steve followed and pressed the common area floor after she pressed floor sixteen. Andy leaned against the wall and took a deep breath as her nerves started to rise.
"He missed you a lot." He said softly as the elevator doors opened to Clint's floor. Andy nodded a little and walked out into his floor.
Her quiet footsteps made no noise at all as she walked along the hallway and to the room that would be her room, but is his.
"I don't know what to do Nat." Andy heard him say.
"You'll never know if you don't get out of this room and talk to her." Natasha said and Andy nodded a little.
"I don't know what to say to her! I love her so damn much and she just appeared here! I thought she was dead Nat! She's here now and we kissed, finally! And I comforted her as she had a panic attack! But now I can't even look at her without my heart aching!" Clint said and Andy took a step back from the door.
"Then tell her you love her and don't go yelling at me for your mistakes." Natasha said and the door opened.
Natasha froze and looked at her and then walked out of the room and probably to her own floor.
Andy looked at Clint, it looked like he had been drinking, more than a little bit, and he had his head in his hands.
"You didn't screw anything up." Andy said and Clint looked up at her.
"Andy...how much did you hear?" He asked and she stepped into his room and closed the door before sitting on his bed.
"Enough." She said and looked at him.
"I just loved you so much and then you vanished, it hurt so much and this was the state I was in everyday. I hated life and now that you're here...I don't know what to do..." He said and rubbed his hands together.
Andy looked at him and he looked right back at her.She pulled him close and kissed him again. She kissed him like it was the last thing she was going to do, and he wrapped his arms around her and held her close.
"I love you." He mumbled as he kissed down from her lips and to her neck.
"I love you too." She whispered back and tangled her fingers in her hair.
A/N:
So I'm back, I am not dead!Hey I'm like Andy! Hehe
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FanfictionPhantasm: A figment of the imagination;an illusion or apparition Is Andy coming back from the dead too good to be true? Or is this for real and will tragedy strike again? SEQUEL TO SPECTRA I'm editing this now, but I'm also in college. So bare wit...