The atmosphere was tense and thick. So thick, a knife would get stuck halfway and not make it to the end. Everyone were quiet for a moment before Ryan spoke. "It's so good to see you again." He told you as he lent out a hand for you to shake. No matter how much you didn't want to shake his hand, you didn't want to appear rude in front of May so you took his hand. In the process of giving it a shake, you flinched and jerked your hand away from his. "Ow." You said and he only chuckled. "That electric shock feeling people usually get. I felt it too" he brushed off with a lie. It wasn't a shock, it was a pinch. He pinched you with something but when you looked at your hand, you didn't see anything; no blood or puncture wound. Well, as far as your naked eye could see at least.

"Are you alright?" Peter whispered towards you as May was speaking to Ryan for a moment. "I'm not sure" you told him as May then announced for everyone to take a seat. You and Peter sat next to each other as Ryan was across from you and May was next to him; across from Peter. A few minutes into serving then eating, you started to feel a symptom and accidentally leaned into Peter. "Sorry.." you muttered as you straightened yourself. Dizziness was the symptom you felt and it wasn't helping that when he took a drink, he looked up at you. "You don't seem to be feeling alright." He mentioned the obvious and May looked over.

"Are you feeling okay, Y/n?" May asked more concerned. "Yeah..." you lied as you went to stand. "I just need some air." You started to add before falling to the ground, unconscious. "Y/n!" Peter called out as he abruptly stood up and ran over to you. May did too but Ryan didn't. He just got up as if nothing happen but pretended to act worry. Peter tried to get you to wake up and May said she was about to call 911 but Ryan stopped her. "I'll take her to the hospital." He said. "No." Peter abruptly said and May looked at him shocked "Peter-" she started to say "it's okay. If you want to come, then you can" Ryan told Peter and Peter made a look. "I just need to grab her things" he said and ran to his room; quickly texting Harry from his phone when they exchanged numbers earlier (picture they did before Harry left). Before heading back out to where you were with Ryan.

"I can carry her." Peter said but Ryan refused to let it happen. The excuse he gave was that Peter was carrying too many things when he wasn't. "Let me know how she's doing" May told them as they headed out of the door. Your uncle was carrying you bridal style as your head hung and your arm. Peter didn't like this uncle of yours by the number of times you and your dead brother have spoken about him. All of the things he was capable of what he did do to you.

As you were placed in the backseat and Peter sat beside you, Ryan got into the driver's seat. "Hang on" he told Peter as he started to drive off quickly. It wasn't till roughly five minutes have passed when Peter heard something. "Hang on" a voice rang in Peter's head. It wasn't his own so he assumed it was most likely Harry. Just as he grabbed you and the handle for the door next to him, Harry inflicted pain on Ryan who was driving; causing him to swerve. It did to the point where Ryan crashed into a nearby pole— hard.

You and Peter weren't harmed as much compared to Ryan; he was knocked out unconscious for the moment being. "Come on." Harry said once he ran over to the scene and opened the door on your side. He was able to grab you as Peter made his exit. "Quickly" he told Peter as he made his way around. Peter ran over and met up with you in Harry's arms as Harry placed a hand on Peter's shoulder before teleporting you all to his house. Placing you on his bed, he asked Peter what happened. That's when everything was explained and he gave a frustrated sigh. "Stay here." He said as he ran out and could be heard rushing down the stairs.

Peter sat beside you on Harry's bed as he gently took your hand into his own. "Please wake up" he said as he started to get worried based on how cold you were turning and how pale you were starting to look. "Robin!" Harry could be heard yelling downstairs. Robin appeared from the basement as she frantically asked Harry what was wrong. He explained to her what happened and that you were upstairs laying on his bed. The mention of you being injured and on his bed, made her bolt up the stairs towards you.

"Y/n?" She said softly as she entered the room and her face no doubt was filled with concern. Peter stepped aside as Robin sat next to you. Robin had abilities but it wasn't necessarily similar to yours or Harry's. "Can you tell us what happened exactly?" Harry asked Robin and she gently placed a hand on your forehead as her eyes lit up a bright neon like blue. Searching, she saw what Ryan had done. "He poisoned her. It's a specific poison that numbs her to the point where—" she started to say. "Where what?" Peter asked questioningly. "Where Ryan would be able to get what he wants. To brainwash her or twist her mind; to use her for battle. Either that or to take her abilities and toss her aside like if she were some trash." She added and both your brother and Peter didn't like the sound of that.

"Can the poison be removed?" Harry asked and Robin nodded moving her hand from your forehead to your chest area; above the area where your heart was. Closing her eyes, she started to use her magic. Repelling the evil that was inside you, the poison, she was successful after a whole 7 minutes. Taking a deep breath, she moved her hand away and gently placed it on your shoulder that was close to her. "Y/n? Sweetheart?" She said softly and after a minute and you inhaled a deep breath as soon as you woke up; coughing afterwards as you turned on to your side. Peter was by your side in an instant and Harry was close by. "Are you alright?" Peter asked and you looked up to him before nodding. Looking over at who was touching your shoulder, you spotted your aunt. "Robin..." you said quietly and she engulfed you in a hug. Both of you were in tears. Well, her more than you, you were still in a near shock like state; thinking she was some form of a dream.

No ambulance showed up. Just people he worked with. They asked him if he was fine. "Get the fuck off me" Ryan gritted and pushed his men aside as he stood up from the car. An injury on his head as some of the blood trickled down the side of his head as he angry looked around. "FIND THEM!" He yelled out in frustration towards his men and one told him they were on it.

- A/n: sorry this chapter took SO long to update and stuff but hopefully you guys like this chapter. Feedback is appreciated :3 💕