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Chapter Twenty

Chapter Twenty: Lola

"I never let you down. You stumbled in and bumped your head, If not for me then you'd be dead. I picked you up and put you back on solid ground." - 3 Doors Down: Kryptonite

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 Clint and I sit in a jail cell locked up as if we were criminals. When we first got to the police station, pictures of Clint's cuts and wounds were taken for account. I had no visible injuries, so I didn't have to go through that. We were both then washed up before having our mug shots taken. I never in my life thought I would have to have my mug shot taken, let alone in an Australian police department. After that we were issued to a holding cell. I feel so dirty sitting on this prison bench. I don't want to feel like a criminal, but I cannot help feeling unlawful as I sit locked away here.

 Clint snacks on the beef jerky as he sits on the wooden bench. Once I could talk again from after being tasered, I persuaded the officers to allow him to have the food. They saw how weak Clint was and finally agreed. I sit on the bench on the adjacent wall from Clint waiting for the officer to come back and escort us to the interrogation room. He said he would be back in half of an hour to take us, but that was two hours ago. l am growing impatient to get out of here. I need to get back to either S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters or home. I have more problems I need to work on. I need to begin to work on finding Tony. All I can do right now is sit.

 Clint does not keep me very good company. He still refuses to sign or give me any notion that he wants to uphold a conversation. Again, I get the impression he's ashamed to have to communicate through sign language. With his stubbornness, I am left alone to my own thoughts. I keep from thinking about the mission, for it will only frustrate me more since I am unable to act. I can't allow my mind to think about Tony. I also can't think about Alex. I refuse to confront the reality that I just lost my father and my best friend. I just keep reminding myself that it is nearly impossible to kill Tony that easily. If just exploding the rock and trapping Tony was the way to kill him, I am sure it would have already happened. Plus, if he had his suit on, he would have been saved from the rock. As for Alex, I can't find out if he was even in the cave until I can talk to Lucis again. Once I can communicate with him, I will know if Alex was in my suit. But, of course, My bracelet is impounded in some room in this building.

 But I also have to remind myself that if Alex is indeed in my suit, he has also been in captivity for two months. There is no telling what kind of condition he could be in. Even if Lucis got to Alex, that doesn't necessarily mean he got him alive. There were so many S.H.I.E.L.D. agents killed at that compound... The probability is not in my favor. I force myself to think about something else.

 I hear footsteps approaching our room. I mutter to myself as I can finally explain to someone that we are agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. and that we need to get out of here. We are just wasting valuable time sitting here being wrongfully accused. I mean, I guess technically we aren't wrongfully accused. We were the reason why the Ayers Rock exploded. However, we were not the ones who triggered the detonator. Clint, the fallen S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, Tony, and I are lawful victims of the detonation. We didn't help the terrorists in any way, nor did we even know about the explosion until a few seconds before.

 I do not know necessarily if the police will be happy with the information that I'm prepared to give my interrogator because it will be very vague. I can't give away information about the Black Order, but I definitely will tell them about the 10 Rings. I will hold my tongue about any information that is classified under S.H.I.E.L.D. I will tell them just enough to persuade them to our side so we can get out of here. I understand that they're just doing their jobs and that they have every right to take us in for questioning; nevertheless, we need to get out right now. I cannot take another minute of just sitting here hoping that someone is doing something about Tony and Alex.