LEO POV

BOOM!

I winced as I heard it. The jet started to go down, and I fumbled around with no coordination, looking for the extra parachutes. I found them, and ran out, to see the team panicking.

KABOOM!

Another hit, we were spinning out of control.

"EVERYONE, GRAB A PARACHUTE!!!" I shouted, and everyone snatched them out of my hands. (Except Tony and Thor because Tony had his suit on, and Thor had his hammer)

I soon realized my parachute was missing.

"Hey, Fireball? Where's your parachute?!" Tony asked jokingly.

"I'm flame traveling to the ground!" I lied. I couldn't flame travel in midair, but I didn't want the rest of the team dying because they're looking for my parachute.

I watched them all jump out.

KABAM!

I saw the jet crash into the attackers ship. A fiery explosion rattled my brain. I could feel the flames lick my skin, but not burning it, as I was sent soaring through the sky. As I started to fall unconscious, the whistling wind making me dizzy, I felt two strong, muscled arms reach around my waist. The last thing I saw before I reached the land of Hypnos was the golden locks of Thor's mane....

I came to slowly, but surely, brief moments of consciousness that didn't make sense were strung in between.

Sounds.

Tony shouting.

Natasha crying.

Sights.

Bruce reassuring.

Thor sighing in relief.

Smells.

Steve's sweat after a long workout, which only happened when he was upset.

Tony's strongest alcohol, something he only got out when he felt depressed.

Tastes.

Smoke from the explosion.

The thousand medicines I being given mixing into one.

Then finally, I fully came to. I sat up, Bruce pulled me back down.

"No, no, no, no." He said, "you do not get blown up then sit up! That's not healthy!"

"Fine." I tried to huff, but found my voice was croaky.

"You haven't spoke in two months." Bruce explained, "you were comatose."

"Oh come on! First the whole underworld thing, now this?!" I croaked, What's next?! I get trapped in ice like Steve?!"

"No talking. You're straining your voice." Bruce chastised.

"But-"

"Do you wanna lose your voice permanently?" He asked, "cause talking sure is a way to do it?"

"Just get me a pen and paper." I said, "so I can at least kinda speak."

"Fine, but you can't speak at all afterwards." Bruce sighed, and started digging around for a notebook, "however I probably should catch you up on recent events. Basically we've been forgiven, because Bucky was proved he was not in control of his actions, therefore, our rebellion was not out of proportion. Also the governments who signed the contract pulled out when they found out that you had been jailed after deciding to retire and not sign the records, which was not a factor discussed or agreed. Here." He handed me a notebook and pen.

I grinned, and wrote on my notebook, 'about time we were proven innocent."

Bruce laughed, and nodded, before calling the rest of the Avengers through the comm.

"Hey guys! He's up and kicking!" Bruce said happily.

Soon after I was trapped under a mess of hugs, smiles, love-ness, and happy tears. Even Natasha was in the giant group bear hug.

Of course Tony had to ruin the moment.

"Anyone else noticing that Natasha is smiling?"

Everyone rolled their eyes as Natasha hit Tony.

I smiled. It was nice to have a family that would never change.

And it all started with me being the prisoner of the Spandexians.