Zola Barnes, daughter of Natasha Romanoff, and the adoptive daughter of Clint Barton is raised in the red room for the first few years of her life. She grew up to the feeling of the Winter Soldier's metal fist punishing her for every mistake she mad...
Zola continuously replayed the conversation in her head. She couldn't stop thinking about the man named Bucky. She still hated him, of course. But now she had seen a new side of him, and because of that, she couldn't get him out of her head. The winter soldier? Crying? It just didn't add up, and she couldn't forget it.
She remembered the way he brought his fingers together. Mamulya and Papa. She lifted her head to look up at her Mama, who sat beside her in the car.
"Mama," She begins, waiting until she had Natalia's attention. "Mama, kto papa?" she asked quietly, just in case they weren't supposed to talk. She never was allowed to at her home, so she wasn't use to being allowed to do it anywhere else.
"Chto?" Natalia asks, confused. She tilted her head and waited for Zola to explain. Zola looked away for a moment and then back at her Mama. She lifted both fingers and slowly brought them together. What?
"Mama, Papa." She says before she dropped her hands back into her lap. Natalia watches in confusion. She knew what a mother and a father was, but she didn't understand what Zola was asking.
"O chem ty govorish'?" She asks, still trying to understand Zola's gesture. Zola rolls her eyes in annoyance. She had really never done it before because she wasn't allowed to. She probably still shouldn't have done it to her mother, but it kind of just happened. Natalia was going to say something about it, but she chose not to. What are you talking about?
"Zimnego Soldat. Papa." Zola says quietly. She said it as if it were more of a question because she wasn't sure. She figured that Natalia had to know who her father was since the two go together in the demonstration. Winter Soldier. Papa.
Natalia's eyes widen for a moment before she tries to hide it and turn away. She wasn't expecting Zola to know who he was nor who he was to her. She didn't want to even think of the man at the moment. Remembering what he did to her was horrifying and tragic. Her eyes filled with fear just hearing his name. She didn't wish to see him again for a long while, and she was lucky that she wouldn't have to. For now.
Zola watched her mom turn her head to look in the opposite direction. She waited a few moments to see if her mom was going to respond at all, and when she didn't she simply looked away as well. She knew that Natalia wasn't going to respond if she didn't do it the first time.
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Maybe she just wasn't ready to talk about it, maybe she just didn't want to think about it yet. She wasn't comfortable talking to Zola about him right now.
The car came to a stop. It was the newest model of that fancy SUV that all of the celebrities drove around in.
Zola pushed herself up and tried to look out of the window, but she jumped backward when the man from earlier came to open her door for her.
