While Wanda was letting it out, Teddy was carefully molding the conclusion that he was never going to leave Billy alone again. He left once, and Billy conjured a supervillain in his bedroom. He turned his head, and a mad scientist stole him. He went to work, and now he was missing in India. Where even Iron Man was experiencing some delays.
He wondered why mother's wanted their girls to settle down with a nice Jewish boy, they weren't very good for the constitution.
Somewhere in India. Agents on it. A week. Sounded like they were certainly making progress. "If he's hurt-- if he's dead, I'll--" Teddy started to accuse, because it was very much an accusation. Wasn't General Fury here to stop terrorists from kidnapping people's boyfriends? Wasn't he supposed to make sure Tommy didn't get into any more trouble and Billy was safe? Not sending Teddy away with a promise-- he never said it, it wasn't in any contract, but there was a promise there-- that everyone would be okay. What was that worth, a few gigabytes of porn? And he stopped because it was selfish to say 'I'll have nothing', he knew that, but that's what he felt then and he had to bite his cheek and clutch the arms of his chair to try not to cry in front of the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D..