***I am so so sorry for not writing but I got an internship. Then their was finials and Christmas. Life got in the way of updating but I hope to update soon. Thank you for your support. We just reach 14k reads I think I will be updating my Dc and Percy Jackson next. Then my Harry Potter crossover. I am sorry it is short, but I hope to update.***

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Bruce POV

     "So let me get this right this kid was bleed to death, so you decided to call a cab?" Ahh this was like the millionth time. The cop, Kevin, I think that was his name. Was asking the same question, that the last cop ask.  Their was tons of other people, some more cops a couple of doctor. A social worker.  All of which I have told this story to about a million times. They were almost as bad as Tony, almost. 

          "For the last time, I was eating lunch in central park and the kid, Percy was playing soccer. He popped a few stitches. He refused to go to the hospital. Said that would put people in danger. So I convinced him to come back to the clinic with me. Where I was able to stitch him up." Everyone in the room was scratching things down. "That doesn't answer my question, why didn't call 911?" I just about had it. "I'm not dumb the boy would of ran away before I did that." One of the doctors who were in the room looked at me with boredom. "You should have let him"  What? everyone in the room turned their heads toward him. "All I'm saying is he couldn't get very far if is injuries were that bad. He would have fainted, eventually" He had a point, but "I could of just left him their, the injuries I treated are not what got him hospitalized. All I did was stop him from bleeding out. Also I believe it's against our doctor code to walk away from someone who needs medical attention." The doctor face went pale and he looked away. 

         "Have you been able to get in touch with his parents?" The social worker shook her head. "I will call again in a hour. " she answered "If they don't answer then what?" I asked. Kevin look sad "Then we send a squad car, Now getting back to what happened after you took him to the clinic." Just then the door opened. "Who are you?" Kevin asked. I turned around to see Clint and Natasha. What are they doing here. Clint was dressed in a black jacket and pants. Natasha was dress the same. It was wired to see them in something other then their spandex armor. "We are with the FBI" Natasha said showing a badge. "Percy Jackson is a missing person case that is under the FBI jurisdiction." Kevin grunted. Clint stepped forward "We would like to speak to the wittiness alone." Kevin looked annoyed but waved for everyone to leave. Once everyone left I turned to Natasha and Clint and asked"What's going on?"

Tony's POV

    Bored, Bored ,Bored, Bored. "I'm Bored." "Well you could join me for a run." spangles answered. That was a not fun. Now being the great Tony Stark I was in great shape, but running was well, not my idea of fun. Plus running with Uncle Sam meant him jogging and me being a mile behind passed out on the sidewalk. "No, Thank you." He looked annoyed. "How about I help you sent up a facebook account" I asked Mr. Yankee Doodle. "Why do I need my face on a book?" Uhhhh.... he is hopeless. I turned back to my computer, Percy's file was still up. His address was up on the screen. "Steve I have an idea, how about we go for a little walk?, no running."

Third Person POV

      In the ICU Percy laid  pale and motionless. He looked like a corpse. The only indication that he was alive was the constant beeping of his heat monitor. His chest rose up and down machinery as the tube that Bruce pumped oxygen into his lungs. Every once in a while doctors or nurses would come in and check on him,  but he never moved. The door of his room creaked as four large men entered his room three of the men had nursing scrub on. The fourth man wore a lab coat. "Is he the boy." one of the nurses asked. "Yes, now come on." another man answered. The one in the lab coat looked down at the sleeping boy. "The master is so pleased that we can finally have you. Come on wheel him out." The men started wheeling him out of the room.  The fourth man waited. "Oh he is going to be so, pleased so very pleased." The others looked back for a moment. "Hail Hydra" and they left.