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When I regained conciseness it took me a few moments to get my bearings. My mind kept going back to the fact that Agent Donavan left me alone. I swear when I get out this mess I am in I will kill him. I knew I couldn't trust him but the betrayal still hurt just as much as my head did at the moment.

As soon as I got my mind on the task at hand I surveyed the tiny room, more than likely an office or something like that. I was looking for the exits and noted there were only one door and a huge window in the front of the room. My guess was the door was locked anyway so the window would be the way to go, but first thing first I had to get the chains off my wrists that held me in place.

I found the harder I struggled the more it made my wrist hurt not to mention the throbbing in my head started to pound harder. I would not give up. This is not how I will go out, not like this.

Moments later I heard the key in the lock and a wealthy looking man in a suit walked in. The look on his face churned my stomach. It was like the look the spider more than likely when it caught a butterfly in its web. I was screwed.

"Well look what we have here, one of Fury's beloved agents." The man sneered walking closer to me he had a knife in his hand.

I started squirming, trying anything to get out of this damn chair. "Look obviously you have a beef with Fury, and that's fine, I mean who doesn't have issues with that guy." I figured my only chance of survival at this point was to keep talking; just maybe I could talk circles around them until I could figure a way out.

"Shut up." The man hissed slapping me a cross the face causing my head to hit the back of the chair. I winced in pain and forced back tears.

"That was a big mistake." I spat glaring at him.

He brought his blade closer to my face causing me to gulp. "I'm going to send Fury a little message." My whole body went rigid at those words. With one swift motion his blade was slashed across my face. I screamed in pain as I could taste the blood that was running in my mouth.

The thought that he could have permanently left me with a scar didn't bother me as much as I had thought it would, sure it bothered me a little bit, but I wasn't a vain person it's not like my life style didn't already repelled other people. What did bother me however the look on the man's face as he loomed over me.

He went to take another slice at my face when a gun shot went off and he fell over. I let out a gasp and looked up and saw Agent Donavan was standing in the door way. He looked like hell, he had a noticeable gunshot wound in his left shoulder and a few scrapes on his face.

He quickly made his way over to me and untied me. Once freed I all but collapsed in his arms, as he helped me to my feet I thought I saw concern in his eyes.

"Can you walk?" He asked as I leaned against him.

I nodded. "M okay." I said in a weak voice. "I just want to get the hell out of here." I officially hated this place I wanted to burn it to the ground.

He lead me out the door and down the stair way but we quickly turned around, men were quickly storming the stair way. We went back to the room where I was held. Drake quickly locked the door as I grabbed the chair and threw it against the window watching it shatter into a million pieces.

"Looks like we are going have to jump." He said helping me to the ledge. I looked down and immediately froze. I was not overly found of heights.

He smirked at me. "Don't tell me you're afraid of heights Danvers?"

I glared at him. "Shut up Donavan." I hissed back. I wasn't scared but I was not happy with the idea of jumping. "I must know why did you come back?" I asked sure I was buying myself some time but I really had to know before even remotely trusting him.

He sighed and rolled his eyes. "We are going to do this now?" He sounded exhausted and slightly irritated. "Fine if you must know, I never left. I was just buying time I didn't think it would go that far." He was almost apologetic. Almost. It was enough however for me to trust him, not sure why but I did.

I nodded and took his hand. "Well you jump I jump Jack."

That got a chuckle out of him. "Seriously? We could actually die and you are quoting the Titanic?"

I snorted. "Don't mock the classics." Just then we heard footsteps outside the door. Locking eyes with Donavan I took the jump off the ledge giving a primal scream as I did with him right behind me.

I hit the ground hard; some of the glass from the broken window above was imbedded in my forearm. I hissed in pain as I stumbled to my feet. Drake landed a few feet away from me. Stumbling I managed to collapse down next to him. Thank god he was still breathing.

"Looks like we made it through, Danvers." He coughed. God he sounded as bad as I felt at the moment.

Once we made it to our feet and to a safe location a few hours later we were greeted by the much welcome sounds of the S.H.I.E.L.D plane and my dad who was on board of the plane. God I have never been more happier to see him in my life.

Leaning against Agent Donavan I lead him on board. "What do you say, let's go home?"

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