Chapter 11

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Oh hey more warnings. You know the drill: horrible plot, terrible jokes, sensitive topics, and angst.

Peter P.O.V

"Help me."

The words made their way past my lips before I could stop them. I fisted my hair and sobbed harder.

What is wrong with me? Hydra soldiers don't cry and they certainly don't show weakness. Especially not to enemies. And here I was sobbing my eyes out.

Loki gently lifted up my chin, forcing me to look him in his eyes. All of a sudden I felt tired. I fought to keep my eyes open but eventually they slipped shut.

The last thing I heard was Loki.

"I'm sorry."

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Voices. That was the first thing I heard when I awoke. I kept my eyes shut and pretended to be asleep.

"He got hurt because of you!" A voice screamed. Nat. She sounded like he was on the verge of tears.

"What the hell was I supposed to do? That guys a murderer!" Yelled another voice. Tony. Was he talking about me?

"He was going to come willingly!"

Definitely not me.

"You don't know that! He could have murdered us all once he got the chance! Loki's a dangerous criminal! I HAD to lock him up!"

Tony's argument bounced around my head, echoing in my ears.

I had to lock him up.

Suddenly a memory was shook loose. It was me sobbing into Loki's chest and I was terrified of loosing him. I was terrified of him being captured, him being yanked away from me.

My face scrunched into a scowl. So I was this weak all the time around him. Disgusting.

I opened my eyes and sat up. I looked around. Scratch marks of past prisoners decorated the tiny cell. One wall was completely clear and I could see Nat and Tony arguing a couple yards away. I located the S.H.E.I.L.D logo above a couple empty cells across from me. A S.H.E.I.L.D prison. Great.

I watched them argue for a few more minutes, disinterestedly picking at my fingers, before a voice spoke up.

"Tony, Reindeer Games seems to be having a panic attack."

Another memory resurfaced. Huh. So the disembodied voice was F.R.I.D.A.Y, an AI. Interesting.

Tony and Nat briefly paused their argument.

"What the hell am I supposed to do?" Tony asked aggressively, clearly still mad at Loki.

"He keeps calling for Peter, Sir," F.R.I.D.A.Y responded coolly.

Tony glanced at me and looked taken aback. Apparently he didn't expect for me to be awake.

"Take a picture it'll last longer," I commented.

He regained his composure and glanced over at Nat.

"You really expect me to let a Hydra soldier out?" He asked.

"To comfort Loki, yes," Nat responded.

I looked back and forth between to two. "The fuck? I'm a Hydra soldier. I don't do the feelsy shit the rest if you do. How the hell am I supposed to comfort someone?" I asked infuriated.

Tony quickly smirked to cover up his surprise. "I'm sure you'll figure something out, kid."

I growled menacingly. "Don't call me kid."

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