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I'd been in the hospital for almost two weeks and had been visited by multiple cops and doctors over that period.

None of them had an explanation for my eyes; not that I gave them one.

I could feel one of the nurses changing my IV bag, "How are you feeling today Kevin?" She asked as I felt a soft hand touch my wrist.

"Tired, numb," was all I said, being stuck in this bed by myself all the time was really boring.

At least they left the TV on for me to listen to though...

"Well that's better than hurting," the nurse commented before the hand disappeared.

I heard a small clicking as the TV's volume went up, "The Avengers were sighted in Western Brazil last week locked in combat with a local gang-"

Was that the news? The Avengers? Was Pietro here?

"W-Wait the Avengers?" I questioned, hoping the nurse was still in my room.

Thankfully she was, "Yeah, a cartel in Brazil had gotten ahold of some alien weapons from the alien invasion a few years back," she told me sadly.

"I know one of them," I blurted out, Pietro was my only hope now.

"Oh you met one of them? Which one?" The nurse questioned.

I heard a chair scrape lightly across the floor. She was listening, surely she'd pay attention.

"Quicksilver, he's one of my best friends. Do you know how to get ahold of him?" I asked hopefully.

There was silence for a moment, "There isn't an Avenger called Quicksilver," she told me.

Was I in a different universe? I really hoped not...I heard the chair scrape lightly again.

She was leaving, she couldn't leave! "He's not an Avenger anymore but he was when the attack in Sokovia happened. His name is Pietro Maximoff and his ability was super-speed and he only has one arm," I told her pleadingly.

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