Idiosyncratic || Peter Parker ||

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"Your not still looking at that thing are you?" Clint parks the car, coming to a stop at one of the empty terminal car parks. He looks over at Isabelle who has been manically checking her phone, switching it on and off every five minutes as she waited for some kind of response from Peter. "I have to... He still hasn't answered, I still think Tony has something to do with this whole thing." 

Since arriving in Berlin, all Isabelle had done was check her phone and gnaw on her nails as anxiety settled within her, leaving a bitter taste in her mouth and an uncomfortable feeling of nausea in her stomach. "I get it, Issie, I really do. Tony's a dick but do you really think he would go out of his way to hurt you like this?" Clint tried to reason with her, he didn't know her all that well but after spending the last day with her he caught a simple grasp of what she was like. 

Isabelle eyed Clint and pointed to the back where Wanda sat, "He turned the facility into a prison just so Wanda wouldn't leave... He'd do anything to make me concede... even kidnapping my boyfriend and using him as a bargaining chip." She glanced back down at her phone, she had an incredibly bad feeling, ever since setting off the plane she just didn't feel quite right. 

"But how can you be sure he isn't out, with his friends - you said he has friends, right?" Clint was trying his hardest to get her to calm down, he could see how she was working herself up. "I said he has a friend. One friend. And when I called him he told me he hasn't seen Peter... I know Peter. He always answers. Call me crazy but since we got here I've had a bad feeling. Somethings up... I just don't know what."

Wanda poked her head through the gap between the passenger and driver's seat, "Tony cares a lot about Issie's opinion, having her on the opposing side makes him desperate. When man is desperate, they do desperate things." Isabelle gave Clint a look which made him roll his eyes at her and wave Wanda off. "He's done a lot of stupid shit in his time, and based off what Cap's told me and what you've told me, Tony cares a lot about you, do you really think he'd screw it all up just to prove a point?"

Isabelle pondered on that thought, only she had barely any time to linger on it as Wanda answered for her, "He's an idiot - what do you think the answer to that is?" Isabelle nodded her head, earning a sigh from Clint. "My point is... until your sure, then start pointing the finger." 

"I'm about eighty percent sure, that counts right? So I think it's justifiable where my anger is pointed at." Isabelle defended herself making Clint, once again, sigh as he pinched the bridge of his nose. Little did he know, that this very conversation was helping her distract herself from the device in her hands. Unfortunately, just like the humour she had adapted from Tony, she had also adapted his stubbornness. 

"I think right now, emotionally you are all over the place. Being a teenager and having pent-up anger about things is throwing you out of whack a little, Issie. Believe me when I say, Tony wouldn't stoop that low to do something to Peter - is it? It's Peter right -" Isabelle nods as Clint continues, "- okay? I used to be a teenager once as well, I know how easy it is to blame your parents for everything... even if he's not your real dad." 

Isabelle nodded, however after this she knew there was no getting through to Clint how she felt about the whole situation. She just knew there was something wrong, the way her stomach was settling, the way her chest would contract and ache. Something was going on and she wanted to figure out what exactly it was. "Thanks, Clint..." She mumbled and looked down at the phone in her hands, urging herself not to check it.

Thankfully, as the conversation ended the other three had parked relatively close to them. Isabelle sighed in relief as she opened the door and bounded out toward Steve, enveloping him in a hug as he barely managed to step out of the vehicle. He lightly chuckled and patted her back, "Hey Iz - I didn't think you'd miss me that much."