Caught In The Widow's Web

Ch 42

A sigh escapes my lips as I step out of the shower. Wrapping a towel around my waist and throwing another over my shoulders. Steam in the room, fogging up the big bathroom mirror. I wipe the mirror a bit with one hand seeing my reflection, staring blankly back at me. I bring my left hand up covering the scar that went across my left eye, seeing the normality I felt I had left on my face. I hang my head down taking a deep, deflated breath. I step into what seemed was my bedroom since all my stuff was there but it didn't feel like my bedroom, like home. I go to the dresser pulling out underwear, a pair of jeans and find my black Nike Air Force 1s. But struggle to find a shirt that wasn't short sleeved which lead me to the closet to keep looking.

"Come on, come on." I grumble as I slide the hangers to the left of the closet.

"Perfect." I say as I pull out an old burgundy dress shirt.

I hated wearing dressy clothes but it'd have to do for now.

I quickly change into the clothes I chose, and keep my dog tags over my shirt. Lastly, I put my sunglasses on my face before I head out of my room to meet the guys.

"Sergeant, may we have a word?" I hear and turn to see Vision and Bruce.

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Tony, Sam, Steve, and John were walking together down a hall while the rest of the Avengers were still changing or doing other things.

"I would like to personally thank you for your hospitality and allowing my team to spend the night here, Mr.Stark." John speaks as they were side by side.

"It's no problem at all, Lieutenant. And you can just call me Tony." Stark responds.

"So, that team is technically yours, not J.D's?" Steve asks curiously.

"Well since we are in different branches, those knuckle heads are under my command but Barnes knows what she's doing so I let her take control sometimes. That is, until we're in my area of expertise then we work together." John explains.

"Which is?" Sam asks to which John smirks slightly.

"Well I can say what isn't. Alien attacks." He chuckles as they walk into the living room where they see 5 people huddled in a circle on the floor.

Reigns, Rollins, Ambrose, Parker and I focus on the dice on the floor. Four of the five of us groan as we hand our money to the 15 year old who already had a small stack in his possession. I take the dice in my hand shaking them and go to throw them on the ground when I stop when I hear a lovely voice.

"What is going on in here?" We hear John ask, an authoritative tone present in his voice.

"Oooh busted." I say turning over my shoulder slightly.

"Kid, what are you doing?" Tony asks the brown haired teen who was next to me.

"N-nothing Mr.Stark I was just-

"Give the money back." He points at us.

"Thank god." Ambrose mumbles making me chuckle.

Peter slowly hands the guys their money back but I wave him off when he tries to give me mine.

"Keep it, kid. You can use it for lunch money 'cause something tells me you get wedgied for yours." I say as I get up from the floor.