[EDITING] Red And Blue Looks Good On You (Peter Parker X Reader)

45. Track your jets

"Thought you didn't want me?" I remark.

"Never say that again. I love you," he whispered, unmoving.

"Is Rhodey okay?" I asked quietly.

"Paralyzed from the waist down."

My body, unsure how to react, allows my jaw to go slack. My heart beat quickens in my ear and it felt like everything had crashed down around me. My uncle Rhodey was paralyzed. And I couldn't do anything to help.

"No," was the only word to leave my mouth. I didn't think about it but it fell from my lips like water pouring out a bottle.

"Okay Stark. She's awake now, you can leave," a man walked in, whom I recognized as the one that called me a vigilante.

"Actually I believe she's coming with me," he says in the most nonchalant way he could.

"Stark, what gives you the idea that you are the boss of me now?" He practically laughs.

"She's a kid. She's hurt too look at her! What are you, sixteen? Seventeen maybe?" He questions.

"Seventeen si-ir," I attempt to fake a stutter.

"See," he raises an eyebrow. "She's a kid. I'll make sure she gets home let her parents know what's going on, they're probably worried sick, do your parents even know what you do?" I shake my head swiftly. "God how awful you've just been missing for what? eight days now?" He rhetorics.

Time skip

"What if I don't want to go with you? I hiss. "What if I want to stay here, with Wanda and Pietro?" What company we are.

"Too bad."

"You tried to kill him," I hold strong.

"(Y/n)!" He hisses before continuing. "We were going to Steve and Bucky now okay? So be quiet so I can get you out of here," he demands.

"I have a tracker on them, get their location by an inch," I whisper, mu attitude flipping at the mention of Bucky. "I need my things for this."

"I've already got them coming," he calms at the tone of mine.

"Oh o-okay," I mumble.

Someone dressed similar to the guards walks out and hands my father my things. "Mr. Stark," he nods before leaving.

Then we're walking through the cells the boys are in. Clint mouths an 'I love you' to me, I attempt to smile back. Scott glares at dad and I send him a look of sympathy. I mouth an 'I'm sorry' to Sam and he just shakes his head lightly.

Then we're in the familiar room.  Wanda and Pietro in their cells. I lock eyes with Wanda my eyes pleading. ',I love you'  I think rather than mouth.

I look at Pietro and mouth an 'I'm sorry' before we walk off.

We walk towards the helicopter in silence as snarky asshole who's name I don't remember came in. "Stark, did he give you anything on Rodger's?" He calls.

"Nope, told me to go to hell. I'm going back to the compound instead but, you can call me anytime. I'll put you on hold, I like to watch the line blink."

We climbed in as a snickered at his addition. He smiled before nodding at him as the door closed.

"What've they been feeding you?" Was the first thing he asked before handing me the headphones. The rotor blades started up near the same time.

"Same mush shit every day," I grumble.

"That's awful. When we get home I'm cooking you real food, alright?"

I just nodded for a response, unsure of what to say. I grabbed my pile of things before finding my tracker. I typed in my password, peteyboi, before the scanner scanned my eye. Maybe it was a little too precaucious but y'know, I don't like the idea of my bestfriend being arrested.

All of the dots were moving quickly including mine, besides Sam's. It was quite a ways until we reached land but, Steve and Bucky's dots just seemed to reach Siberia.

"Hey dad?" I asked, looking over next to him.

"Yeah?"

"Well uh, Bucky and Steve just got to Siberia, do you think something happened? How long has it been?" I ask.

"Five days. I got the broken aircraft report but my idiotic self didn't think to put a tracker in all my jets," dad states bluntly.

"Oh."

"Go change into your suit, this is going to the tower, unlike us."

(Word count: 723)
(A/n, guys I hate how short this is but I'd like it to be this way to line up with the next chapter well. I'm actually not going to immediately publish this because it is so short I would like to get a headstart on my next chapter knowing it may take some time for me to finish so, right now it is (for me) 12:22 p.m. september 28th, 2019. I want to thank each and every one of you who still reads my chapters and supports this story, I've seen my writing progress throught this story and it's truly amazing that you've gone through this with me. My story, I make it reflect something of my life so it almost feels like you guys know me, when I was feeling awful so was the "(y/n)", when I rolled the car, "she" got in an elevator crash, I make it like it's about me but relevant to the plot so it really feels like you all know me and I love it.
I truly do love you all❤)

(Published October 8th, 2019 7:03 p.m.)