The Red Room

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Iz POV
Over the night I kept thinking that I could just stay here with these people and forget about the Red Room like Tara does. Maybe if I didn't pay attention to it, it wouldn't pay attention to me. It would be so easy to give up on my plan to destroy it.

But, then I let the memories flood back and realized there are still girls who are trapped there. There are still girls who are being tortured. I didn't think I could live with myself if I did nothing. I had the resources to end the Red Room forever and I couldn't just decide not to use them.

In the morning everyone had a great attitude at breakfast, but that was probably because Killer wasn't there. We sat around the island eating what everyone called "dippy eggs" with toast. They are just over easy eggs but apparently Peep had called them dippy at some point and it stuck.  Buster came down late as usual and kissed Tara on the cheek before sitting next to her. She blushed and smiled at him.

I wanted to start the conversation on the Red Room's destruction, but I didn't want to ruin the mood and I needed to find the right time to bring it up.

I was just going to say it, but Marlee smiled sneakily. "I see you two have finally acknowledged the tension that has been building between you."

"Shut up." Tara said making Marlee wink at her. I could tell everyone felt closer together after last night and the love I felt for my new family sat contently in my chest.

Buster took a bite. "When are you two going to acknowledge yours?" He asked with his mouth full pointing at Dusty and Marlee.

Dusty's face turned a tomato red and Marlee choked on her orange juice. Morgan slapped Busters arm to signal him to stop, but it was obvious he was holding in laughter.

I took a deep breath. "Would you guys help me if I had a plan to destroy the Red Room?"

Everyone's head snapped towards me. Dusty and Marlee looked relived for the change of subject, and everyone else looked surprised.

"Absolutely." Tara nodded.

"If she's in, I'm in." Buster put his arm around her, almost protectively.

"I could use a little adventure." Dusty cracked his knuckles.

"Yeah!" Peep pumped his fist in the air.

Marlee nodded once. "I will do it, for you." Her eyes stayed on mine in a dedicated way.

My heart melted as I looked around at my family and let it sink in that they were willing to risk their lives to help my cause.

I looked to Morgan who sat beside me. "You know I'd go anywhere with you, extreme." He smirked.

"We'll, alright then!" I smiled. "I was thinking we could contact Clint Barton. I bet he would be willing to help us."

Morgan nodded. "My mom probably hated that place, he would definitely be on board."

"Do you think Killer would be willing to help?" I asked hesitantly.

Dusty considered. "Maybe. If both Tara and Natasha hated it, she might as well."

"Great, let's bring this place to the ground." I smirked.

Clint arrived the day after we used his business card to call him. He burst through the door and immediately hugged a very surprised Morgan. "Hi kid. How are things?" He asked him.