make me know you really care.

"Remember that whole big thing with you and that orb? Then." Amanda spoke softly.

"No I kind of forgot that entire ordeal," Peter replied sarcastically.

Amanda rolled her eyes. "Right now really isn't the time to be sarcastic, Peter." She bit her bottom lip. "If SHIELD has you listed as dead, then their intentions might not be as pure as we thought in the first place."

"You know I kind of figured that out when they put me in a goddamn cell," Peter retorted. He moved towards the door, intent on getting the fuck out of there.

"Well, they kind of put you in a cell because you escaped, but that's aside from the fucking point." Amanda rolled her eyes. "Alright, let's not fight and let's concentrate on getting you the fuck out of here before we find out anymore."

"I didn't escape I was a guest, guests don't escape!" Peter pulled the door open and peered out into the corridor before quickly slamming it shut again. "Okay we can't go that way..." He shot Amanda a small, almost nervous smile. "I think Lily might have figured out you're trying to spring me."

Amanda bit her lip. "Give me a second to think-- we'll get out of here." She scanned the room. "Worst comes to worst, I'll just have to knock those two unconscious." Amanda spoke flippantly, as if she were talking about making a trip to the grocery store.

"Oh yeah because it's not like they're going to send more than two," Peter said. He pulled out his guns. "I got a plan come over here."

Amanda looked over at Peter, walking over to him. "I'm listening."

"This ain't the kind of plan you listen to," Peter told her. He adjusted his rocket thingys and put one of his arms around Amanda "You got to trust me alright? Also this might hurt a little bit." He glanced behind him at the external wall as he pulled out one of his blasters. "Ready?" he asked.

Amanda held on to Peter as she looked at his rocket thingys. "That's what my first boyfriend said-- but I trust you. Let's roll."

Peter aimed his blaster at the window and fired it until the thick, clearly heavy duty glass cracked. "Keep hold alright," he told Amanda as he engaged the rocket thingys and blasted them both towards the window.

Amanda clung to Peter, screaming despite herself. With all the stuff she had done and been through during her four year SHIELD career, she'd never flown out of a window.

The plan hadn't been too bad in theory, they'd gotten through the glass okay. The delivery of the plan, however, wasn't going quite how Peter had pictured it. It had hurt a hell of a lot. Still, he managed to stop them from plummeting to their deaths and that was something. But he hadn't planned on landing on some poor son of a bitch's car, sprawled on his back with Amanda on top of him. He was in a little bit of pain, the force of the landing had winded him and left him struggling for breath. "You... you okay?" he asked, trying to hide the fact that his dumb plan had actually hurt him.

Amanda nodded, trying to catch her breath. She had a little knot on her forehead, but she'd be okay. She'd been through worse. "Yeah... yeah I'm good." Amanda climbed off of the car and brushed herself off. "Alright, we gotta go." Amanda grabbed Peter's wrist and led him to her car, practically shoving him into the back of her Escalade. She hopped into the front seat and turned her car on, zipping out of the SHIELD employee lot.

"Where are we going?" Peter asked, still struggling to catch his breath. He turned to check if they were being followed, he had no doubt that they would be.

"I'm still figuring that out, but most likely Stark Tower." Amanda pointed towards the giant building labeled STARK. "Tony's home, he'll be able to help us figure out more information so we can plan our next move." She swung a hard left and began driving towards Stark tower. "Check the lining of your coat pocket. See if there's a little metal dot in there."

"Let me guess...A tracking device?" Peter sounded a little disgusted. "What the hell is wrong with you people?" He dug around in his jacket and retrieved the metal dot.

"Hey! I don't know, I just shuffle papers and train field agents. They don't let me do the big stuff anymore." Amanda snatched the dot from Peter and threw it out the window, hanging a right and heading towards Stark Tower.

"Wait what do you mean anymore?" Peter asked. He was a little offended. Like... why wasn't he considered the big stuff?