Light At the End of the Tunnel

day x - part ii

Peter felt numb. He just stared out into space. Everytime he closed his eyes he could still feel Matthews inside of him. He could feel the man's arms on him, gripping him. He felt so dirty, so used, and there was no one he could talk to about it. The only other person that felt the same way he did was unconscious. Peter wondered how much time had passed, sitting there. He could still hear Wanda's screams of pain. It was something he had never heard before, and he never wanted to hear that again.

He heard a moan, and looked over at Tony. The man looked pale, his eyes half opened. Peter turned to Steve, who looked concerned.

"Is he okay?" Peter asked, his voice hoarse from his crying.

Steve looked at Tony, inspecting him, before shaking his head. "I think he's getting an infection. Our bodies heal quickly, his does not."

Peter quickly looked at Wanda, whose face was pale. He stared at her. Peter stood up with trembling legs and walked to the bar wall closest to Wanda. He tried to look at her. His door suddenly opened, followed by Wanda's. Peter moved to Wanda's cell as quickly as he could. Kneeling down next to her, he slowly reached down and touched her uninjured left hand.

His stomach turned when he looked at her right hand. It looked like it was dipped in red paint. He could feel the tears filled his eyes, as he stared at the broken hand.

"Steve, she feels cold," Peter whispered, turning to the eldest avenger.

Steve sighed. "Try to keep her warm. She needs medical help. Check her sides."

Peter looked down at Wanda. He pulled her shirt, looking at the brand mark. But the one he was looking at was healed. He looked under it, to see 1 of 2 1 carved under it. Peter felt a wave of anger, before checking her other side. The brand mark was a red color, and didn't seem to be healing well. "It's infected too." He pushed her hair out of her face. "I'll keep you safe," Peter whispered, hoping he'd be able to keep his word.

x

Clint Barton gripped his bow. He was angry at the team. They had waited ten days to tell him that Wanda and the team were missing. Laura was annoyed as well. After meeting the teen, Laure had learned to love her. And learning that the kid was missing.

Clint could hear Natasha talking into the comms. She was telling the others what to do. But Clint wasn't listening. He just wanted to storm inside and get his kid back. Get Peter back. Get Steve and Tony back. He just wanted them back.

x

Tony felt weak. His body felt sore. He tried to open his eyes. His side was in pain. He let his head fall to his side, seeing Steve sitting next to him.

"Stevie, wha're you doin'? Tony asked, a slur in his voice.

"How do you feel?" Steve asked, looking down at the billionaire.

Tony blinked, struggling to open his eyes again. "You care?"

Steve gave him a small smile. "Can't have you dying on me. Who's going to co-parent with me?"

"How are the kids?" Tony asked, trying to prop himself up, but ended up having a dizzy spell.

"Peter is awake. Wanda may be going into shock," Steve told the billionaire.

Tony used any strength he could fine to push himself up. He looked over to see Peter sitting with Wanda.

"We have to get her out of here," Tony told Steve, looking at the man.

"Peter and I can't break the bars. Wanda can't use her magic. You don't have your suit. We have nothing Tony."

"She's going to die if we don't get out of here," Tony told him, "we have to figure out a way to do that."