The consequence ( sequel to the price of love)

Chapter 12

LUCY'S POV

" wheelchair or crutches?" The nurse asked me.

I was finally awake.

I haven't looked at myself yet. But judging from the looks on every bodies face I think the scar is pretty bad.

My hand is still broken and my leg is majorly broken. But I could still use the crutches.

" crutches. I'm not relying on anyone else to help me." I muttered, snatching the crutches from her hands.

Steve smiled to himself as he came over to help me stand up.

" always so independent." He laughed.

I giggled softly." That I am captain."

He held his hands on my waste for support and I shakily stood on one foot, hooking the crutches under each of my arms before pressing all of my weight on it.

Slowly but surely we made it to the jet where everyone but tony, Emma, Brittany and fury were.

" where's everyone else?" I asked Bruce as we came stumbling in.

He pushed his brown curly hair out of his face and adjusted his glasses before speaking.

" tony and Emma are already gone ahead. Fury is staying to do work. And Brittany is staying for a little while."

I nodded my thanks to him and limped over to the passengers seat next to Natasha.

" hey Tasha." I exclaimed, struggling to sit.

She turned around quickly." Lucy! Your alright!" She said, hugging me quickly.

Her eyes darted to my face and stayed there longer than they should've.

" I know I know I should check my face. Is it really that bad?" I asked sadly, banging my head against the seat.

She narrowed her eyebrows and thought." Not....really."

" you hesitated." I sighed unhappily, face palming.

She was silent for a moment before speaking.

" it's not bad Lucy. Just you'll live." She muttered quietly.

I sighed and exited the jet slowly, with the aid of Steve, when it landed.

" thank God your awake." Tony said happily, hugging me quickly.

I hugged him back and smiled." Hey tony. Is this scar really that bad?" I asked as I caught him too staring.

His eyes widened like a deer in headlights and he shook his head frantically.

" no no no. It's just...no it's not."

I shook my head." I'm not convinced."

He rolled his eyes." Just let me take you to your floor." He said pushing me towards the elevator.

" I can take her." Steve said quickly, putting his arm around me.

" level 56 right?"

Tony nodded and smiled." Be back by dinner time."

He mocked, calling after us.

I giggled softly and limped my way towards the elevator.

Once the doors opened Steve helped me walk out onto the floor.

It was a humongous space. Right as I walked out I walked into the living room. The walls were painted grey and the ceilings were at least fifteen or twenty feet high.

There were a few scattered couches. I limped towards the adjoined kitchen, which was also huge. It had black marble along the counters and all the appliances were silver and new.

We finally made it to the bedroom. It was extremely large and was painted black. The bed and it's sheets were blue. There was a desk on the other side of the room and a closet. Also a bathroom accompanied part of the room. Everything in there was black.

Finally I was settled in the living room, overlooking the city as the sun set with Steve by my side.

" what happened to Jordan?" I asked suddenly.

" he escaped." Steve answered stiffly.

I nodded." Something's up with him."

" you think? He's a maniac."

I sighed." He didn't use to be this way."

" I think your ex boyfriends under control."

My head shot up." Under control? His eyes were a normal color." I argued.

" no but were not dealing with Loki's mind control anymore. This is HAWK. Did he use to be different?"

I nodded." Yes. He was sweet, caring, and then one night, he left and when he came back he was different and he kept beating me up. And that adds up to my other side of the story."

Steve nodded slowly, thinking over what I had just said.

" yeah. Umm. How could you have so many ex boyfriends when you were being experimented on for seventeen years and then you were found hen you were nineteen?" He asked suspiciously.

" ok." I admitted." I might have lied. It was ten years."

He shook his head disapprovingly." Should've known not to believe you."

I snorted." Whatever that was the past. Lets continue on with this conversation."

He sighed." Fine."

" alright. If he's under control. Then from where ?"

" his mind."

" correct. That means this is gonna be harder to crack."

" it also means..." He hinted.

" that he's not the leader!" I exclaimed.

" someone else is in control. Someone more powerful than the both of us put together."

" we have to be ready." I say, standing up an limping over to my room.

" whoa whoa whoa. No you need to rest." Steve said, catching me by my waste.

I sighed an rolled my eyes.

" fine. But your staying." I grinned mischievously.

He smirked." Fine by me."