Chapter 3

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"Just stay still for me!" Natasha whined, giggling with Olivia as she pressed the cotton pad to the bleeding cuts on her arm. Wanda must've missed a few.

Olivia couldn't lie and say she wasn't jittering on purpose. The longer it took to clean the cuts, the longer Natasha touched her.

Izzy and Olivia exited the training room and snuck back to the bedrooms where Izzy teleported back to her home. Olivia looked down and found a few gashes on her arm from being slammed into the wall. Luckily as she was inspecting the wounds her door opened and Natasha happily strolled through, only to grow concern at the sight of the injured girl. She ran to grab the first aid kit and now they were here, with Natasha playing nurse.

"It stings!" Olivia complained.

"If you stay still, I'll be really quick I promise." Natasha lied. She actually had no idea how long she was going to take.

"I don't trust you."

"Why not?!" Natasha yelled, nudging the brunette playfully. The door opened once again and Steve walked through, his eyes softening as he looked to his daughter.

"Olivia, what happened?"

"She fell over in the kitchen." Though she had no actual reason to, Natasha lied right to Steve's face, winking at Olivia as she spoke.

"Natasha..." Steve trailed off, walking over to the ya women, his broad shoulders swaying.

"What?" She asked innocently, turning to Steve with glistening eyes.

"Get your hands off my daughter." Steve said with a condemning nod, knowing Natasha wouldn't listen. Surprisingly, she did with a disappointed sigh, but her eyes fluttered with mischief.

"Keep them bandaged for me, okay?" She said before leaning forwards and pressing a gentle kiss to Olivia's forehead. Olivia blushed slightly and shot a smirk to the red head as she got up and left the room, pushing past Steve.

"What did I tell you about Natasha? Off limits."

"I didn't even do anything!" Olivia yelled back as her dad sat by her, pulling the bandages out of the first aid kit.

"I know what she's like."

"I thought you were her friend?"

"I am. But you're my daughter, I have to look out for you first." Steve sighed heavily, tying the bandages together.

"Is this because you miss mum?" Olivia asked, looking into her father's eyes and searching for an answer she already knew. His fingers froze around her arm as he looked towards Olivia with saddened eyes.

"You know I think about her everyday, but that's not why I'm telling you stay away from any woman in this compound."

"I think Wanda would rather gouge her own eyes out than date me."

"I wouldn't say that, sweetie." Olivia snapped her head to Steve with a concerned look.

"Do you know something?"

"Nope. Just an observation."

A silence grew over them with Olivia breaking the silence with a tired heavy breath. Steve fiddled with his fingers until the door opened again, this time Rhodey walked through.

"Steve, you need to see this."

Olivia got up along with her dad, only to be pushed back down on the bed and told to wait there until the coast was clear. He slipped on his helmet as he was already wearing his suit. Olivia grunted angrily as the door closed behind them, reaching over and grasping the amethyst clump that laid on her bed, tapping it twice and expanding the screen.

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