Captain's Daughter

Intense judgement, a broken past, and a cat with worms

Sophie POV:

Great. Just freaking great. Yet another family member who will disown me in a few weeks. Mr. Rodgers, his name was. Am I going to be living on the TV set of an old show or something?

Maybe I should rewind a bit. Hi, my name is Sophie Foster. I thought I was normal until I was five, because five year old me thought that being super smart was, y'know, normal. I learned that wasn't true when I beat a fifth grader in the school's spelling bee.

I was reading the dictionary on the porch when that got even more true. I saw something that freaked me out, went to run inside, and bonked my head on the concrete stairs.

I've had a lot of similar incidents, and each time I learn something new about my weird powers. Of course, after I got freaking kidnapped, I escaped using a power and when I got back, well, it wasn't pretty. Twelve year old me made my way to an orphanage, where the lady who ran it abused me. I took the hits for everybody else, until I was able to get the police to arrest her. I ran from the scene, no longer trusting the system.

I spent some time on the streets, making my way as far from old SD as possible, until I ended up in New York.

Of course, I eventually found an orphanage run by a sweet old lady who cried when she saw the scar(s) on my face, got a social worker, and the strangely cheery and extremely unprofessional woman is now driving me to a cafe where I will meet my actual genetic dad and figure out if he has anything to do with why the freak I have powers.

Joy. We're here. I pulled my hoodie over my head and exited the car, making sure to not make eye contact with anybody. The perky annoying lady's thoughts jabbed at my barriers, trying to knock over my recent acquisition (for the longest time I couldn't block thoughts, but I learned how to recently. Unfortunately, when I get injured/knocked unconscious it doesn't work as well for a few hours.). Letting them down slightly before pushing them back up, I smirked upon hearing her annoyance.

Steve POV:

I have a daughter. I have a freaking fourteen year old daughter that is an impossibility considering I was still frozen 14 years ago, I just got an email from Social Services telling me to meet her in an hour, and my friends are looking at me like I have an alien on my head. A/N I know this doesn't work that way but bear with me ok?

"Something wrong Capsicle?" Tony snarked, smirking a little.

Stephen whacked the back of his head lightly then said "You do seem a bit pale, is everything okay?"

Oh god, I have no idea how to explain this. Bucky walked over to me and wrapped an arm around my shoulder, looking down on my phone with changing expressions. When he looked up, he said "Apparently Steve has a fourteen year old daughter that shouldn't exist because he was still an ice cube when she was born, he's supposed to meet her today because the people she's been living with are/were incompetent child abusers. No mention of where her other family is, no recorded death."

I smiled at Bucky for helping me out, because honestly I had no idea about how to do this. Of course, the room exploded with people wanting to come, but I cut them off.

"Just Bucky and I for now, but if and when she comes to the tower you all can meet her. We don't want to scare her off right away."

Nat gave us a half smile. "That's smart. If she's been through anything like I'm imagining, she'd probably freak out being surrounded by superheroes. You should probably go in civilian dress or something."

That was smart. After a quick change, I checked the address then set off on foot. Luckily it was only a block or two away, so Bucky and I got there a few minutes before the meeting time.

A peppy blonde woman with an electric blue blazer was standing next to what Steve assumed was the girl. She was short, maybe 5'2 or at most 5'4, but her features were obscured by the galaxy-print hoodie. It was strange that she was covering pretty much every inch of her skin, even in the moderate heat.

I could tell that Bucky was worried too, but I reached out my hand to the woman. "Hi,I'm Steve Barnes-Rodgers."

"Oh, Mr. Rodgers! I'm Anna Snow, and you are?"

She turned a quizzical glance onto Bucky, who said "Bucky Barnes-Rodgers. This idiot's husband."

"Well then, Mr. Rodgers, this is..." Mrs. Snow trailed off, looking at the girl with an odd expression. I inwardly groaned.

Seriously? You don't even remember her name. Ignoring the unprofessionalism going on, I turned my eyes to the girl.

"My name is Sophie, Mrs. Snow. I told you that at the beginning of the car ride, but you were too busy blathering about your new cat to remember. By the way, it sounds like Sniffles is suffering from a mild case of worms, curable if you visit the vet's and get a prescription." The girl's voice was sweet, with a hint of an accent, but also heavily annoyed. She was smart, though. How had she known?

It took me a second to realize that Bucky had asked the same question aloud. Sophie replied with a shrug "She talked about the symptoms during the car ride. When I was out sick once I decided to look up animal illnesses because I finished my necessary work already. And the extra credit. And corrected the teacher's work. I got a note back saying that adults were not allowed to do work for their children, which annoyed the rocky road fudge ripple out of me."

I wasn't sure whether to correct her language, so I asked "What did you do?"

Sophie's face tilted up a bit, and I saw big, brown and gold eyes. Eyes that belonged on a puppy. "I posted security footage of her 'teaching methods' to the internet. The principal never really checked the classroom security cameras. The new one does, though."

Bucky laughed, then said "We'll get along great. Want to head into the cafe?"

Sophie seemed to think, then nodded, turning to lead the way in. 

Sorry for everyone who read this in my oneshot book, but for convinence's sake I'm also posting the beginning in this very chapter.

Oh, also: I not Stan Lee (RIP, my aamazing friend)

I not Shannon Messenger (or Sokeefe would be a THING already)

You can't sue me

Sorry.

But, I do own this plotline

Galaxy will see you in the next chapter