Requested by ItzMintz: Y/N and Peter get captured by HYDRA on a mission and he is forced to watch her get tortured. Eventually he breaks out of his restraints and gets her back to the compound.

I kicked and screamed as I was carried along the dark hallway, my hands tied behind my back, a piece of cloth tied around my head to gag me and my body bent over the shoulder of a HYDRA agent as he carried me along. I looked at Peter through my hair, my boyfriend also gagged and with his hands tied behind his back as two more agents dragged my boyfriend along behind me by his arms. He also squirmed and tried to fight them, but it was futile as the agents wouldn't let either of us go. The sounds continued to come out of my mouth as nothing more than muffled noises as we were taken into a cell, and I was harshly dropped on the floor. Pain rushed through me as my back hit the concrete, my eyes squeezing shut and a cry leaving my lips as I squirmed in pain. Peter's eyes widened, my boyfriend finally breaking out of the guards' grips and rushing to check that I was okay as he collapsed on his knees next to me. He pressed our foreheads together in reassurance, his hands also tied meaning that he couldn't comfort me any more than the simple head touch. But that was enough. Before we knew it, Peter was grabbed again, making him growl and yell against his gag as he was pulled to the other side of the cell.

"You know, if you hadn't have fought, I wouldn't have had to drop you." the HYDRA agent cooed as he leant down in front of me and finally pulled the gag out of my mouth. I groaned as the dirty rag left my lips, air finally filling my lungs properly again.

"Fuck you." I spat as I stared daggers at him. He scowled at me before raising his hand, another cry leaving my lips as it harshly landed on my cheek, and struck me down again to the ground.

"Y/N!" Peter yelled out against his gag, though it was still so muffled as he shot up again to get to me. But this time, the HYDRA agents were too quick. They grabbed him and dragged him back, both of us still fighting the best that we could as the rope that bound our hands behind our backs got attached to the sets of chains connected to the walls. Leaving us trapped in the same room together, but on opposite ends of the room, with chains too short to reach each other. And I knew that that was purposeful torture. Peter and I were the youngest members of the Avengers, both of us being twenty-one. We'd been dating since we were sixteen, and truly saw a life together. But it was needless to say that that plan hadn't included us both being kidnapped by HYDRA on our most recent mission with the rest of the team. So here we were, chained up in the same room but too far away for us to be together.

"Leave her alone!" Peter yelled again, though his words were once again muffled by the gag that was still in her mouth.

"Sorry, pretty boy, what was that?" the seemingly main agent taunted as he leant down in front of Peter and finally pulled the gag out of his mouth too.

"Motherfucker, I will kill you if you even lay a finger on her." Peter spat with all of the menace in his body, his eyes full of anger as he desperately tried to pull at the chain that now had him attached to the wall.

"That's a shame. Because that would ruin my whole plan." He nodded as he stood up again. Both mine and Peter's eyes widened at his words, my heart immediately skipping a beat in fear. What did he mean that that would ruin his whole plan? I had the worst feeling that we were about to find out. The agent turned again to me, making me gulp harshly as he walked towards me.

"No, get away from me, no!" I screamed, my body scurrying back as far as it would go as Peter instead lurched forwards, but was stopped by the chain.

"Leave her alone, don't you fucking touch her!" Peter yelled at the top of his lungs. But all of our pleas fell on deaf ears. Before I could comprehend what was happening, the agent pulled back his foot before harshly driving it forward and into my stomach. Immediately pain shot through the area, making me cry out and squeeze my eyes shut again as I collapsed against the wall.

"Y/N! STOP, FUCKING LEAVE HER ALONE, STOP!" Peter shouted, my boyfriend trying everything in his power to pull against the chains, but it was no use as the agent pulled his foot back again. It once again collided with my waist, all of the air literally being kicked out of me as I coughed and gasped desperately for oxygen. I didn't get even a second to recover before his closed fist collided with my face, making me yell out as I could instantly taste the metallic taste of blood in my mouth, no air being able to stay in my body as I gasped and coughed hoarsely.

"PLEASE, STOP! DO IT TO ME INSTEAD, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, PLEASE!" Peter continued to scream, tears running down both of our faces by now as I just lay against the concrete floor, my chest rising and falling shallowly as I tried to get even an ounce of my strength back.

"That wouldn't be any fun, would it? After all, you can fight back." the agent smirked, making me choke and gasp shallowly as he headed to the door of the cell before leaving, and slamming the door behind him.

"Baby, shit, talk to me, are you okay, fuck." Peter gulped, tears streaming down the love of my life's face as he once again scrambled towards me, but could still only get to about a metre away from me before the chain held him back. I continued to gasp slightly, but managed to nod as I cradled my stomach with my arm, and slowly but surely started to force myself to sit against the wall.

"Y-yeah, I'm o-okay. I will be, a-anyway." I gulped and nodded, blood running from my nose and my hair falling over my face as I rested my head against the wall behind me. Peter choked and returned the nod, his eyes full of worry as he stared at me.

"It's going to be okay, baby. We're going to make it out of this. We're going to make it out alive." He reassured, though I could tell from the heartbreak on his face that he was struggling to even convince himself of that fact.

Peter's P.O.V

Peter sat with his back against the wall, his head also resting against the surface as his brain pounded painfully from crying so much. And he had been crying purely due to being forced to watch the love of his life being tortured right in front of his eyes. He had lost track of how long they had been trapped here, but he did know that the head agent had come in three times now to torture and abuse Y/N, and it was starting to show. Peter gulped and looked across the room at Y/N, his heart breaking into a million pieces at the sight of her so beaten down and broken. She was lying on the concrete floor, her hands still tied behind her back as dried blood stained her still gorgeous skin. Her hair had completely come out of the plait that it had been in on their mission, and was now loosely flowing around her head on the floor. Peter had no idea how she still looked so stunning after being so broken down and beaten, but of course what he was far more concerned about was her health. Y/N was a strong girl, Peter knew that, but there was only so much a person could take without any medical attention, and he was seriously starting to worry that Y/N was reaching her limit. That was all made worse by the fact that Peter didn't know if the Avengers would rescue them. Of course the team would be doing everything that they could to find the pair of them, but Peter and Y/N had been taken in the middle of the mission and not in the view of any of the rest of the team, and so they'd have no way to find them. Hell, Peter didn't even know where they were. He just had to hope that Y/N was strong enough to survive the seemingly endless beatings that she was being subject to.

"Baby?" Peter spoke quietly, his heart hurting in his torso as he could barely see the rise and fall of his girlfriend's chest.

"I'm still here, Pete, I'm still here." She returned, though her voice was barely above a whisper as her eyes stayed closed, and her head stayed resting against the concrete floor of the cell.

"You need to stay with me, angel. I need you to hold on and to keep fighting, okay? Promise me, baby. Promise me." Peter choked.

"I promise, Peter. I'm not leaving you. I promise." She whispered again. Peter swallowed thickly and nodded, his heart numb at this whole situation. And it was about to get worse. Suddenly, Peter's ears perked up, his Spidey senses picking up the sound of the guards coming back. Meaning that Y/N, who was barely holding on as it was, was about to get yet another beating.

"No, no, baby, they're coming, get up, angel, get up." Peter gulped and shook his head, the boy forcing himself up onto his knees as his eyes flicked between the door and his girlfriend. But before she could get up herself, the door flew open.

"Don't you fucking touch her." Peter spat as he managed to get himself up to his feet to put himself between them and Y/N. But it was no use. Without hesitating, the main agent punched him square in the face, making Peter groan as he fell back to the floor.

"Try to intervene again, and I shoot you instead of just punching you." He spat. Peter just clenched his jaw and pulled again at his restraints, though by now he knew that it was useless as the agent turned to Y/N again. Peter gulped and looked at her, his girlfriend's eyes still closed and her body barely moving as she clearly had no energy to even try and get away from the agent.

"Please, no-." Before Peter could finish his sentence, the agent harshly kicked Y/N in the stomach for what must have been the twentieth time since they'd been captured. Y/N cried out weakly at the pain, her eyes squeezing shut being the only indication to Peter that she was even remotely with him as the agent kicked her in the stomach again.

"I'M BEGGING YOU, STOP, PLEASE, YOU'RE GOING TO KILL HER!" Peter shouted, tears already streaming uncontrollably down his face as he pulled as harshly as he could against his chains. The agent started punching Y/N's face again, Peter's eyes wavering and the most sickening feeling overcoming him as Y/N completely stopped reacting to any of the abuse. No pain was etched onto her face, the only movement from her body being the natural movement that came with the impact of the assaults.

"Y/N, baby, show me that you're okay, STOP, YOU'RE KILLING HER!" Peter screamed.

"And you think that I give a shit?" The agent spat, making the boy choke and shake his head as the agent finally stopped abusing Y/N. But now she wasn't moving. Peter could no longer even see her chest rising and falling with breath, and that was making Peter feel sicker than he ever had before in his entire life.

"Baby, talk to me, please say anything, don't go, please." Peter sobbed, tears streaming down the boy's face as he scrambled towards her, but was once again pulled back. The agent gave one more sickening smirk before leaving the cell and slamming the door, making Peter gulp and shake his head. He wasn't going to let this end this way. He wasn't about to let the love of his life die only metres away from him. He knew that he had to get them out of there, and he had to get them out now.

"It's going to be okay, baby. I just-fuck, I need you to open your eyes. Open your eyes for me angel, please." Peter gulped and nodded, his eyes glued to Y/N's face as he waited for any sign of life. But he couldn't see any.

"Angel, please, come on, open your eyes, let me see your beautiful eyes." He choked and shook his head, more fear creeping into him by the second as his hands clenched into fists. Peter knew that it would take everything in him to break these chains, but he no longer had a choice. It was either that he broke himself out...or the love of his life died in front of him. And he couldn't let that happen.

"I'm getting us out of here, baby. I promise you that." He nodded, everything in him starting to twitch from his Spidey senses as he took a deep breath. And with that, he pulled as hard as he could against the chains. They showed the same resistance as they had every single time that Peter had tried before now, except for that he was more ready than ever to break them this time. And he wasn't going to stop until him and Y/N were free.

"Come on. Fucking come on." He spat, his teeth gritting as he released the pressure before launching himself forward again. This time, the chains broke, making Peter's eyes widen as he lurched towards Y/N.

"Y/N, baby, it's okay, I'm here, I'm here." Peter choked as he collapsed on his knees next to her and pulled her body into his lap.

"Baby, don't go. Please don't fucking go." He sobbed and shook his head, no signs of life being shown to him as he held her as close as he could. All Peter could hope for right now was that he wasn't too late. He couldn't be too late.

Y/N's P.O.V

"Y/N, can you hear me?"

"Come on, honey, open your eyes, you can do it."

"Tony, I have a pulse, but it's weak, we need to get her help now."

"Y/N, open your eyes, that's it, come back to us."

My eyebrows furrowed in my sleep as I felt a warm hand cup my cheek, voices all around me filling my head. And I recognised them as all being the other Avengers. Meaning that I was safe.

"Peter." I whispered, my body not able to force me to be any louder as I just about managed to start peeling my eyes open. Light flooded my vision, Steve, Tony and Nat peering down at me with relieved faces as they obviously treated me.

"Fuck, you scared us, honey, are you okay?" Nat gulped as she cupped my face.

"Peter, where's Peter?" I choked, my boyfriend the only thing on my mind as tears started to run down my face. I could tell from just looking up that somehow we were in the foyer of the Avengers' Tower, but I had no recollection of how I'd gotten here. I could guess that Peter had gotten us both out, but I had yet to see him. And I had to see him.

"He's okay, Y/N. You're both okay." Steve reassured before looking to the side. I turned my head to follow his gaze, my eyes wavering and my heart relaxing immediately as Peter was lying next to me, my boyfriend also looking weak and defeated as Tony lifted him up and gently put him onto a robotic stretcher.

"Peter." I choked. His eyes fluttered open, a cough leaving his lips as he also turned his head to look at me. Tears immediately pricked his gorgeous orbs, them flickering as his mouth fell open.

"Y/N, baby, you're awake. You're alive." He choked.

"Because of you, baby. Because of you." I whispered. More tears left both of our eyes as he gave me a small smile. I didn't show resistance as I felt Steve picking me up, the man lifting me up and gently laying me down on top of Peter so that we were both on the stretcher before it started to move. Immediately Peter's arms wrapped protectively around me, my hand and head landing on his chest as he kissed my hair. The stretcher started to take us to the medical suite, but all I cared about was that we were both back and safe, with me back in his arms. Peter had somehow gotten me out alive, and I'd never be able to thank him enough, or love him enough for that. But I'd always try, and that was enough. And that, we both knew.