Something seized Melanie, yanking her into the water. She screamed as she fell, the cold water quickly soaking through her denim shorts. Waist deep in the Cove, every sharp rock colliding against her skin felt like biting teeth. Maybe they were.

(ONESHOT.) Left on an island, a bloody hot island, with not but a name and a shot. Pirates were supposed to give a bottle of rum to the poor soul as well, but Barbossa- Jack blatantly refused to refer to the scoundrel as captain – had neglected to see to that part of the code. Be as it was, Jack had lucked out. There was rum buried beneath the sand, and something in the water.

Pepperony one shot, set just after the wormhole. Tony and Pepper reunite after his fall from the sky.

Sam's face is hard to read. He's studying me like I'm a textbook in a slightly similar language, but not similar enough that he can read it easily. His jaw is locked almost like he's angry, but he's just confused. Proof of that is in his tightly knit brows. They're so scrunched together that they make his eyes look very small. It would be comical if I was not the object of study.