"Set what up?" I asked.

He grinned at me and explained to me what I needed to do and say, I couldn't wait to start. I pulled him into a hug and thanked him, if it wasn't for him I definitely wouldn't be doing this, no matter how much I wanted to. We made our way back inside and Tony walked over to Abi, pulling her wheelchair away from the table.

"Where are we going?" She asked quickly.

"Back down to the lab." Tony said.

"Can't I just stay up here?" She begged.

"No, I need to teach you how to use that wheelchair properly, so we don't have to push you everywhere. Also, Bruce needs to give you your medication and give you a check up." Tony said as he wheeled her over to the elevator.

She looked back at me with pleading eyes but I just gave her a small smile and nodded. It broke my heart seeing her with all those injuries, I didn't understand how someone could do that to her. As soon as the elevator doors closed, I turned to the others.

"I need all of you to help." I said.

"I'm busy." Natasha said before walking off.

"Okay, well I need the rest of you to help me." I said.

"What do you need?" Steve asked.

I explained to them what I wanted to do and they helped me plan everything out, my heart started to race, I couldn't believe I was actually going to do this.

"Maybe you should call Maria and ask for her input from a woman's point of view, and to help get Abi ready." Bruce suggested.

"That's a good idea." I said.

I walked away from the others and pulled out my phone, calling Agent Hill.

"Barton, it's been a while. How have you been?" She asked.

"I'm good, but I need your help." I said.

"What do you need?" She asked.

"Is there any chance you can get over to the tower?" I asked.

"Sure, I'm on my way." She said before ending the call.

About half an hour later Maria arrived and greeted us all before turning to me.

"What did you need help with?" She asked.

"You've heard about Abi right?" I asked.

"The girl that sets everything on fire if she gets mad?" Maria asked.

"Well yeah sort of." I said with a frown.

"What about her?" She asked.

I explained the whole plan to her in detail, a smile plastered on my face the whole time.

"I've never seen you this happy Barton, she must be really special. I think she will love what you have planned, and I'd be happy to help her get ready." She said.

"Thank you so much." I said, pulling her into a hug.

We all worked for the whole day, running around like headless chickens as we tried to get everything ready.

"Clint, it's almost time, you need to go and get ready." Steve said.

"But we haven't finished yet." I groaned.

"We can finish it off, now go!" Bruce said.

I nodded and made my way to my room as Maria stepped into the elevator, carrying the bags she had brought back earlier after going shopping. I quickly showered and dried myself before putting my suit on, fumbling with the tie for about ten minutes before I finally managed to tie it. I put on some cologne and gelled my hair before walking out.

"What do you think?" I asked the others.

"You look great." Steve said with a smile and a nod.

"Thanks, now you guys need to get out of here and I need to get up to the roof." I said with a grin.

I stepped into the elevator and made my way up to the roof, my heart pounding about a million times per minute as it finally hit me what was about to happen.

Abi's P.O.V.

"Tony we've been down here for ages, you promised I could go back upstairs later, and it's now 4pm which is later!" I said.

"Yeah, it wont be long now." He said, his back to me as he fiddled with the cuffs they put on me when I was kidnapped.

I wheeled myself over to him in the wheelchair. He had taught me how to use it and I picked it up pretty quickly.

"Please Tony." I begged.

He was about to say something when the sound of the elevator interrupted him and a woman with dark hair stepped out.

"Maria!" He greeted her with a smile.

"Mr Stark." She said with a nod.

He walked over to her and they whispered to one another before Tony started to walk off.

"You're in safe hands, now play nice." Tony said to me with a grin before getting into the elevator.

"I'm Agent Hill, but you can call me Maria." She said, sticking out her hand for me to shake.

"Abi." I said, shaking her hand.

"I've heard a lot about you, all good things of course." She said with a smile.

"No offence, but what are you doing here?" I asked, trying not to sound rude.

"None taken, I'm here to help you get ready." She said.

"Get ready? For what?" I asked, confused.

"I can't tell you that, but just trust me when I say you're going to love it." She said.

I nodded cautiously and she placed three bags down on one of the work benches in front of me.

"In this bag is a dress and in this bag are some shoes to go with it." She said, pointing to two of the bags.

"Right, so you want me to get changed into them?" I asked.

She nodded and turned her back, trying to give me some privacy. I struggled to remove Bruce's t-shirt but when I did, I quickly pulled the dress out of the bag, letting out a gasp. The dress was beautiful, it was a burgundy colour, strapless and was about knee length. I quickly slipped it on and pulled out the black heels from the other bag, I was a bit worried at first but then I remembered the wheelchair, the heels were more for show than walking in. I put them on and Maria turned back around, plugging in a curling iron t she had taken out of one of the bags.

"I can't put any make up on you because of your injuries I'm afraid, it could cause an infection, but I'm going to do your hair for you." She said as she lifted up the hot curling iron.

She curled my hair and I sat perfectly still, not wanting to add burns to my long list of current injuries. When she finished she handed me a mirror and I smiled, my hair looked amazing, but my smile fell when I saw my face. It still looked terrible, Maria saw the look on my face and gave me a smile.

"You look beautiful." She said.

"Thanks." I said with a small smile.

"Right, you need to go, get into the elevator and Jarvis will take care of the rest." She said to me.

I nodded and wheeled myself into the elevator, the doors closed and the button for the roof lit up. Why was I going to the roof? Last time I was up there I fell off, I didn't want that happening again this time. When the doors opened, a big smile lit up my face, I couldn't believe my eyes.

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