#i currently just mostly draw my ai boys but i hope you enjoy your stay anyway

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YOU!!!!

YOUR THE ONE THATS BEEN MAKING FANART OF PAL ARENT YOU?!

well good! Bc the reason I was a simp for her was bc of u back in the day...

i'm sure there were many artists who did fanart of pal, but, sure did XD it's been years now though... i'm happy you still like the design!! i'm honored, even

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Silk and Steel Ch 13

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Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies)

Characters: MC/Reader, Tony Stark, Peter Parker

Relationship: James “Bucky” Barnes/Reader

Rating: Mature

Word Count:  1023

Warnings:  Slight mentions of having been drugged, mentions of kidnapping

Author’s Notes:  While this is mostly a transitional chapter, I have some good stuff planned for the next few ones. I've already written out the next chapter and a half! I'm really excited for where this story is leading me, and so glad that everyone seems to be enjoying it!

Summary:  

You regain your sense of awareness in time to start searching the facility; meanwhile, your team works together to locate you.

Chapter 13: The Tunnel

You weren’t certain how long you had slept for, only that your head had cleared somewhat in comparison, pushing your fingers through your hair in an attempt to calm yourself. You were here, locked in some sort of facility. Without any of the others to help. 

Did they know where you were?

Did you?

Sighing and shaking your head before making yourself sit up once more. A glance about the room showed that clothing had been left out. A new pair of sweatpants, a shirt, and one familiar looking overly large sweatshirt.

A smile threatening to take over your face at the sight of it. Hoping off the bed, ignoring the semi-dizzy feeling in order to hurry up and snatch it, burying your face into the soft material to take a deep breath. Inhaling the slightly spicy and musky scent that sent your heart skipping a beat. Nuzzling into it for several long moments before setting it aside to change out of the hospital gown that you despised so much. 

Once you were wearing real clothes, you immediately felt better, especially surrounded by his scent, something to help keep you calm in this intensely creepy place. Another deep breath steadied you enough to try facing reality. 

Walking towards the door to try the handle, jiggling it and testing to see if it was locked. It wasn’t. Either they really trusted you, or they realized you weren’t exactly a threat. 

What a boost of confidence.

Carefully pushing open the door and glancing both ways. The hallway was left empty. And white. Oh so white. Why on earth did anyone paint walls this shade of white, were they intentionally going for the creepy insane asylum look? Grumbling softly under your breath as you curled your arms about yourself, letting the sweater calm you further. 

You chose a direction at random, both lengths of the hallway seemed equally long. Metal white doors lining either side. Choosing to follow it to the end, hoping you could find something that might pass as a weapon, or the comms that Tony had given you. Anything that might help you feel a little less like a crazy clown with a red balloon would be showing up and asking you to float with him. Your hands falling to either side, clenching into fists. Quietly reminding yourself to stay loose, languid. Ready to react. 

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“Nothing!” Tony slammed his hands down on the counsel. Hair wrecked from having run his hands through it at least a dozen times. Hours of searching. Following footage of the van on traffic cams, trying to find any further witnesses, and nothing. She was simply gone. 

“Do we have any information regarding locations that they have in the city? Or is there any possibility that she was taken out to the country?” Steve glanced up from the reports he was currently scanning through, FRIDAY having been able to identify several of the men through facial recognition programs. Trying to find anyway to locate her through information about them. “Several of these men were marked as Hydra, they wouldn’t have come out of hiding for no reason.”

They had been able to narrow down that this was not Shield approved at the very least. Not that it made the truth any easier to bear. 

They had fed her to the lion’s den.

Peter peeked his head into the room, brown eyes wide and wet. “Ah… The guy with the metal arm told me what happened… He told me that I should be here too. Well, maybe I can help?”

“Kid, we don’t need to put anyone else at risk.” Tony almost snapped, feeling emotionally exhausted as it were. 

“Here’s the thing Mr. Stark, we’re all always at risk. That’s just part of the job… But you see, Druid didn’t want this job, and maybe I don’t get that, but what I do get is that we all can do our part to save her. Or at least help her figure out what she needs to get her brother back. So just… tell me what I can do. Because she’s my friend. Or well… will be, I guess, something like that… Anyways.” 

Tony turned his attention up to Peter, searching his face a minute before scowling. Waving a hand towards the screen. “We’ve been going over all the films, we can’t find where they took her. We lose sight of the truck on the traffic cams here.” Pointing to the Hugh L. Carey Tunnel. “But the access tunnels there are a dead end. There wouldn’t have been anywhere to go.”

“You mean except for the ventilation buildings.” Peter pointed to the map of the tunnel’s structures. 

Tony furrowed his brow. Nodding. 

“I mean, I know I’m not that great at history or anything, but if I were a super creepy organization that wanted to stay secret after getting my butt handed to me by a guy in a star suit, I’d try to find somewhere just out of sight to put up a base or whatever.” 

Tony paused for a moment, then rolled his eyes. “Right, leave it to the walking pop reference. FRIDAY, pull up the blueprints for each of the ventilation buildings.”

“Right away, sir.” 

The two paused as they waited for the AI. Tony leaning in eagerly to the screen. Then huffing. “Nothing.”

“Well they aren’t just gonna leave it right there for anyone to see. Blueprints to buildings likes this are pretty much public access… Um… Miss FRIDAY, could you verify the power output for the buildings? Look for surges in the last month or so.” Peter crossed his arms, starting to pace back and forth to keep from fidgeting too much. His gaze not leaving the screen. 

“There has been a recent increase in power draw to the Governor’s island ventilation structure. Starting at approximately three weeks ago. There are no current reports on file regarding this surge.” FRIDAY intoned. 

Peter grinned brightly to Tony. Halfway to bouncing on his toes.

“Alright kid, you did good, now, let’s go tell the others. I think Flower boy is starting to get antsy, whatever he said earlier.”