I was sitting in my desk, doing paperwork, while Steve was sitting across from me reading the newspaper. The phone buzzed.
"Hello?" I answered.
"Hey. Hey! Uh..." It was Peters voice.
"Peter?" I asked.
"I messed up. I need a..." I heard his voice crack.
"Are you okay? Peter?" I stood up from my chair. Steve looked up.
"I need a ride."
"Okay, where are you?"
"Where am I? Uh..." He stutters. "where am I, sir? Hang on, could you say that into there?"
"Hi, it's..." this man spoke in a different language. I learned that Peter is in Holland.
"Okay thank you sir." I said.
"Thanks." Peter chuckled. "Did you get that?"
"Yes i did. I see you in a few." I stood up and made a call to Happy. He said that he was on his way with the jet. I got my shoes on and almost ran out the door. I turned back to see Steve. "He needs my help." Steve smiled.
"Go." He whispers.
"But Natalie-"
"I got you. Dont worry. Go help Peter." He kissed my forehead. "I love you." I grabbed his arms as he had his hands on my head. I took a deep breath. "I'll be okay."
"Ill be back okay. I promise."
"You better." He chuckled.
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"I love you baby." I whispered.
"Always and forever doll." I ran out of the house. Happy landed the jet. I got in.
"Where to?"
"Holland." I typed in the coordinates. I sat back. I couldn't believe I just left like that. But Peter is family, he needs my help.
"We're here." Happy said. I ran out of the jet. I saw Peter in a orange Netherlands jersey in a field of tulips.
