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"Allison, my name is Allison Argent," she said as she held on around his shoulders and closed her eyes for the initial moment of lift off. This was absolutely insane, but it was already taking a better turn than most of her dreams.
She opened her eyes after a moment, still not sure she would ever get used to the swooping feeling as her stomach dropped. But she felt safe. Perhaps she'd invented herself a quirky goofy Superhero for a reason (it was all she could think of). The Spider-Man manifestation of Scott, or just Spider-Man in general, or maybe it was just some bad sushi. Either way. She felt like there might be an end in sight.
"I'm good," she answered, she was holding on tightly but her eyes were open and she was starting to enjoy herself. Even if he was flying from limb to limb and tree to tree. She had always wanted to fly.
"I think I have to fight her myself," she said obviously not thrilled with the prospect. "Let's find the door. And get it closed." She agreed. She hoped regardless of whatever was coming after them, Kate, anything else she could conjure up that scared her - they'd be able to do this. This was her shot. Her brain had sent help. She was going to take it.