Chapter 20 - Done Dating

You packed the rest of your items as fast as you could and walked out of Stark's house. You loaded your suitcase in the back of the cab and stepped in. You took one last look back before shutting the door and felt disappointment. You aren't sure what you were expecting, Tony to follow after you? You scuffed at the idea and shut the door. The cab pulled away from the house without anyone interfering. 

On the drive to the airport you knew that you could have kept quiet about your feelings but pretending would have only hurt you. You also did have feelings for Rumlow. He was a great guy and now that Tony sent a clear message maybe this is what you needed to focus solely on him.

When the cab pulled up to the airport the dark night sky faded and the lights were so bright that it gave the false impression of daylight. The cab parked along the curb and you stepped out taking  your bag out of the trunk. When you started to walk to the glass sliding doors you heard your name being shouted.

"Y/N!" The familiar voice your heart to flutter and you turned around. Still in his tux was Rumlow. He was running up to you, "Hey!" 

"How did you know I was here?" You asked him inquisitively. 

"Fury, told me you quit. I imaged that meant you were heading home." He grabbed your face, "Are you ok? I am sorry about tonight." 

While your face was still in his hands you looked up at him, "I am ok." Your phone started beeping and you noticed the time. " I really have to buy my ticket before it's too late." 

You turned your head from his hands but as your body turned away he grabbed your hands. "Please, wait. Let me show you something." Your phone began to beep again. Brock acknowledged it, "It will be fast."

You rolled your eyes, "Ok, but I would really like to be able to sleep in my own bed soon." You knew that was a lie. The mattress and sheets at Tony’s house felt like you were sleeping on butter. You could almost guarantee a restless night until you get acclimated to your Macy brand sheets again.

He kissed your head and grabbed your hand. He walked across the airport drop off and into a parking garage. "What's in here?" You asked as he brought you into an empty section of the garage. Your stomach began to turn, something wasn't right.

Just then a white van speed around and Rumlow grabbed you and through you into it's now open door. He slammed it shut as he followed you in. " WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?" He didn't look at you but gave a nod. Someone from the darkness of the van walked toward you. You tried to scream but once he grabbed his arms around you, it wasn't long before your vision faded and the show of stars now behind your eyes turned black. ____________________________________

Your eyes fluttered open and you woke in a panic. You were alone in a room tied to a chair. Your head was pounding and various tools to one side of you. You instantly tried screaming through the duct tape with no success. As you started to try and wiggle out your chair a metal door swung open and in came Brock. 

He walked right in front of you but leaned against a table across from you not saying anything. You stopped and just met his gaze.

"Sorry about all this princess. I know it's not the baseball game but I promise this as just as great for me." He leaned down and ripped off the duct tape with no remorse for the stinging pain it gave you.

You started to scream causing Rumlow to kick your chair over and your head hitting the floor. Your body was in shock and it felt like you could no longer move. Brock walked around you and crouched down to your face. He brushed the hair away. What would have been a sweet gesture just yesterday now made your stomach now turn.

"You see, I didn't want this to happen. I was hoping you and Stark could finish your little project and then I could discreetly take it. You would have never known it was me and we could have been together." He stood and walked around you, raising his voice. "Unfortunately your ass put a huge wrench into that plan!"

He stopped at the tools, "But then I realized you not only developed the original suit but you also saw the design for the modified version." He turned around again and this time placed his foot on the metal bar of your tipped over chair. "I could just bring you here and in the end I get what I want. The only thing I didn't win is being with you. He pushed the metal bar and grabbed it sitting your chair back up. He looked at you in the eyes, "Which is such a shame because I really did loved the way you taste."

You spit in his face and he slapped you instantly. You felt that your lip split from the impact. "What if I don't help? What if I never touch a single tool?"

He smiled at you, " Then you die faster."

Your ears rang, die faster.., no matter what leaving here will never be an option. "Fuck" you didn't mean for it to be audible but it was.

"You know this is never going to work." You chimed back in. "The inital issue with the design was a power source. In order to get that you would need the arc reactor. Good luck with that!" You knew Tony hated Rumlow, he would never give him anything.

"Funny you should mention that." Just then another door opened and Tony was pushed in. He was badly  beaten but still when he hit the floor he stood up. "If only you would have walked through the airport doors." Rumlow shook his head, "You would have seen lover boy here waiting for you."

As you processing what he said Rumlow pulled your hair and held it in his fist. Tony watched, he knew if he did anything he would have been killed.

Rumlow looked at him and had a deep maniacal slow laugh escape him. "Stark, you should have followed my advise and stayed at the party." Then he went to your ear and tried lightly nibbling on it. You took your moment and pulled your head forward as best you could and when you pulled back fast you heard a crack from his nose.

"YOU LITTLE BITCH!" It was followed instantly by a loud ear piercing noise. It felt almost like a very quick painful bite in your shoulder. Your adrenaline was in over drive, vision blurred, as your shoulder began to quickly become covered in a hot sticky liquid, blood. You've been shot and yoh could taste bile in your throat and suddenly you puked. Tony instantly was at your side. He ripped part of your shirt to look at the wound.

Rumlow was now by the door. "Don't be so dramatic Stark, it's a simple flesh wound." Blood pooling down his face from his now broken nose. "Just remember if this defiance happens again. I really only need one of you!" Then the door shut and locked behind him.