She's getting marryied (a Tony Stark's daugther fanficktion)

Chapter 22

Who is in the shadows?

Who's ready to play?

Are we the hunters? 

Or are we the prey?

There's no surrender and there's no escape.

Are we the hunters?

Or are we the prey?

Ruelle "Game of survival"

"Sorry what?", Tony asked when he regained the power of forming a sentence.

Josette swalloved a mean comment and said as calmly as she could. "Someone is trying to kill me", Tony was silent for a second and then repeated his question. And once again she had to resist the urge to say something spiteful to him. This was her life they were talking about for goodness sake, every minute counted and she would like to spend thouse minutes on getting away from the hospital and then Greece.

"Somebody is going to assassinate me", 

"Come again?", Really.

Josette took a deep breath. He couldn't ask her again after she had repeated it for the fourth time. Right? "I have an assassin after me", 

"Sorry!", apparently he could. 

"Damn it Stark someone is trying to murder me!", She yelled at him. This was not the time to be fooling around. And if shouting wouldn't get her possible death into his thick skull nothing would. 

Tony's eyes widened in shock and concern. Her shouting seemed to do the trick. Josette just hoped she hadn't shouted so loud that her words were heard outside of the door. She couldn't know if he was listening.

"Do you know who?", the genius asked almost immediately. She shook her head. If only she did.

"No", She said in a normal voice this time. It seemed that Tony had missed that part of her speech but at least he had finally heard or accepted the truth she wasn't sure which one. 

"It started with the fire?", Tony asked but it sounded more like a statement. 

"Yes", 

"Do you know if it is a man or a woman?", 

"It's a man", Josette said without hesitation. She knew what she had seen. 

"You sure?", Tony questioned.

Your not getting away from this one Stark she shuddered. Feeling a bit sick "Positive", She breathed. 

He frowned and looked at her the question clear in his eyes. "How?", He asked. 

The blurry outline of the man, the sun in her eyes preventing her to see his face but she could just make out the eyes, thouse big brown eyes. Eyes you would never expect a killer to have. The fear. Shortly after that the pain from him hitting her in the ribs. The pain...

A worryied voice pulled her back to the present. Tony. He was looking at her with such concern, kindness and empathy. It made her want to dig herself into a deep hole and never come back up. "Yes?", she asked trying to sound unaffected by the emotions displayed on his face. He had never looked at her that way before.

Tony's frown deepened "Are you okay", She had been in two aranged accidents in the last four days, just figured out she had a killer after her, was badly injured, with no idea who the man was or when he would strike again "Oh I'm dandy", She responded. 

Tony rolled his eyes. "You just had to get my attitude huh", Josette blinked horrified. He did not just say that. 

"I don't have your attitude", She exclaimed immediately. Disgusted by the very idea.