(𝟮.𝟭) 𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐘 ➣ {𝕤•𝕨} ❘ [𝖆𝖛𝖊𝖓𝖌𝖊𝖗𝖘 - 𝖊𝖌 𝖝 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗]

⁵³ 𝘿𝙧𝙤𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝘽𝙖𝙡𝙡

"But why?" Y/N thought out loud and hit the punching bag in front of her, "Why Tetrodotoxin B?" She was in the gym of the hotel where she was staying over with Nat for the night.

"Ms. Dmitri," DAVID spoke up, "May I remind you that you have been awake for nearly 30 hours?"

"Uh, you may not," Y/N rolled her neck in preparation and adjusted her glasses, "Sleep is overrated. And I don't need sleep. I need answers."

"A Sheldon Cooper reference, I approximate."

"Yep."

"But this is not the time. You must rest."

"The gym is empty now. When else do you think I can get my own space? Tony won't let me go back to the compound."

"Maybe the gym is empty because it's 4 am."

"Yeah, what's the point in sleeping anyway?" Y/N shrugged and walked towards the table where she had a loaded serum gun.

"Ms. Dmitri, please, please," DAVID called as Y/N positioned the serum gun on her thigh and pulled the trigger, making the needle pierce through her cloth, into her skin and release the serum, "Ms. Dmitri, I must insist that you mustn't take such large dosages of Zypine. They may cause serious side effects."

Zypine was an adrenaline shot developed by Y/N, Tony, and Bruce together. They used it on themselves to stay up at night when they were trying to create Ultron from the sceptre, before it turned into a homicidal programme. It gives a sudden shot of energy, thereby clearing out any signs of tiredness and lethargy. Not as strong as adrenaline, but just as effective.

"How did they get hold of Tetrodotoxin B?" she winced in pain, ignoring the concerned pleas of her AI, "Maybe when HYDRA infiltrated S.H.I.E.L.D," she spoke to herself and suddenly froze altogether, "Wait," she placed the gun back on the table, "Was the amount of Tetrodotoxin B in the needle I was shot with overdosed ?"

"Enough to keep you alive."

"So," Y/N removed her boxing gloves, "Whoever shot me didn't want to kill me," she started to pace the length of the room, "But wanted to get hold of me."

"Or wanted to make it appear you were executed and then do it themselves," said DAVID.

"Huh," Y/N nodded and raked a hand through her sweaty hair, grimacing at the wet feeling. She pushed her glasses up as they slid down due to the sweat drops on her face.

"Ms. Dmitri, you have incoming call from Mr. Stark."

"Ignore it," Y/N replied and carded her hands through her hair, thoughts fixated on the UN bombing and the gears in her head turned, trying to analyse.

"N/N, I need you and Nat here in Berlin," Tony's voice came through the announcement speakers in the gym, "I'm on my way."

"Absolutely not," Y/N raised her voice slightly and grabbed her water bottle from the table, taking a swing of it.

"Your boyfriend dropped the ball. He's been arrested along with Cap in Bucharest," Her eyes widened, but a little part of her was expecting this. "Secretary Ross needs you stationed here immediately."

"Wonderful," she closed her eyes, gritting her teeth together in frustration.

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