Ophelia's Daughter (Steve X OC)

Chapter 14 - His room

"How many more mission files?" I groan, dropping my forehead on my table. At this point I can go to sleep right here.

"Just two more sweetheart. We can work on them in the morning." His voice was soft and full of concern. We had been going through mission files for hours now. It was melting my brain. I let the sweetheart pass because I just couldn't adult anymore. Sure give me an equation that can make time travel happen and I'll spend days, no sleep, hopped up on coffee, working it, but this...To be honest, hearing him call me sweetheart warmed my heart in ways I didn't think it could.

"If we wait for tomorrow we will have another dozen to add to them." I groan again, yea I'm being a child so what?

"Aspen, you can miss an important detail if you go through them when you're this tired. Trust me, mission reports are my thing, lab reports are yours. Let's get you in bed." He doesn't let me argue again, he picks me up like a bride and takes me to my room. I was being lazy so why not let him. I knew he wouldn't drop me but I still held onto his shirt over his chest. I was hoping he didn't my blush as I felt his muscles moving during the walk. Just hope Bucky doesn't see...well any of it.

The physical contact wasn't bothering me as much as it used to. Electronics where the main problem. The energy surges from them were tempting as hell. Because of that I was forced to work on mission files in Steve's office. It was small and cramped but it lacked the electronics that would tip me over the edge. For a few days now I spent almost every waking moment in that office. Bucky would drop off food or force me into breaks. Steve would be right at my hip helping with the workload. 

I had found comfort in Steve's company again because of this. Part of me, though, wanted desperately to go out with Bucky on his bike and forget this all was happening. My mother still wanted us dead after all, and I doubted she was sitting around doing nothing.

When we reached my room, Steve settled me into my bed and took off my shoes. I didn't want to ask why he was doing it because I knew. He still wanted me back even if he had slowed down his advances. I could tell by the way he would look at me or the slight blush that would appear when I walked into the same room he was in. I just wasn't ready for a relationship after what happened. I couldn't really trust him. He still kept secrets from me, and because of that I couldn't trust myself to keep calm.

Bucky on the other hand was painfully honest. It was appreciated but annoying in some ways. He was overcompensating for Steve. It was as if he changed his mind about backing off and wanted to prove his worth. Honestly they were both beginning to exhaust me. I just wanted to be me...be free. I wanted to get my siblings out of her grasp. Bucky would be the only one to talk to me about it. He wasn't afraid to ask the hard questions that would scare the others. He learned I had nightmares. No matter how tired I was or how much medication I would take, thanks to Bruce, I still woke up in a pool of sweat. Bucky understood how it felt because he still had nightmares himself.

After Steve left, I changed into a long t-shirt that fell down past my mid thigh. I needed to feel comfortable. I knew after working hours thinking of my family I was going to have another nightmare.

After a few hours of trying to sleep, although my eyes were heavy and my body screamed for rest, I still couldn't sleep. I was scared. I decided to go check on Bucky, maybe he was having a hard time too. He could talk to me like last time and knock me out. 

Funny story actually. We sat at the gym one night talking about our nightmares. I fell asleep against his shoulder. I woke up to Steve clearing his throat, only to notice I hadn't had a nightmare and Bucky was laying under my arms on the mat sound asleep as well. I think it was the best sleep either of us had in a long time.

I knock on his door down the hall but nothing. He must actually be asleep, or gone on a bike ride to clear his mind. On my way back to my room I see Steve's door was open. Maybe Bucky was in there. Sometimes when Bucky had nightmares he would stay with Steve and talk. Steve was really patient. There were days you could tell Steve was exhausted but he never complained.

"Steve? Bucky?" I slowly open the door not wanting to interrupt any conversation they might have. The lights were off which was strange. There was no noise, Steve usually played soft Jazz when he was awake.

"Steve?..." I call to him almost a whisper, I want him to hear me but I also don't want to alert any dangerous person.

I reach up to flick the light on when I feel my body being thrown across the room landing painfully against the floor length bullet proof glass windows. I moan in pain trying to get up. That's when I see Steve tucked under the bed with blood seeping out from a cut on his forehead. FUCK their here....

"Mother wants you home, you've broken your curfew." A female voice echos. I decide if this was going to be a fair fight I'll have to use my powers. I hold a hand on the floor tapping into FRIDAY to send a silent alert to the entire building. "Bad move sis" What the fuck, how did she know what I was doing? Before I could finish sending the alert I'm thrown against the glass over and over again slowly cracking it. My head is dizzy and in pain my glasses are cracked and on the floor, I can feel broken bones all over my body. All I can do is look at Steve and think I have to fight.

The serge of energy is so tasty that I summon it again, I try to rush her and touch her but she slams me against the glass again. Making a giant crack. "Ugh, I really hate babysitting my siblings.."

"You don't have to do this, our mother is insane." I try pleading feeling blood sliding out my mouth. I try to stand one more time

"What makes you think I'm not?" I can barely see a smirk in her face.

"FRIDAY HELP" I yell before I'm thrown against the glass one last time landing outside on the grass lawn.

At this point I can't move. I can only hope FRIDAY noticed we needed help and called everyone. I look up at the clear sky. I'll die before my mother takes me. There is no electricity near me now, no technology. I can't use my powers. I decide to try something I've never done before. I tried to purposely let out an EMP. Maybe it'll hit part of the building and someone will notice.

I start feeling the strange sensation of energy engulf me. I try to summon it as strong as I can, but before I can release it, my sister uses her powers to lift my head up and throw it down to the ground, knocking me unconscious. 

***

I woke up in agony. Everything in my body hurt. I was sitting on a chair in the middle of a room. There were men in lab coats and my sister watching me with a smirk. She looked like me. Only thinner and taller. He black hair short, in a pixie cut. He eyes were dark green like mothers. I guess I got dads eyes.

"Thank you for bringing my daughter back darling" I heard her before I saw her. She walked into my view, she wore a tight green body suit her black hair flowing over her shoulders. "You have been a terrible daughter" Madam Hydra turns to talk to me.

I don't answer, I don't want to give her anything, not even my voice.

"You have always been the quiet one. That's fine. Gentlemen, my daughter needs....a reset" I look at her with wide eyes. I know what that means...She's going to erase my memories..she's going to do to me what she did to all the Winter Soldiers...to Bucky. I start struggling against the binds only to feel my bones crack and ache under them.

The machine behind me makes loud noises. A man walks up to me and forces a mouth guard in my mouth. The machine covers part of my face and painfully digs into my skin. I try to use my powers with it but I'm in so much pain I just can't. Then pain...searing pain...I try to hold on to Tony and Steve in my mind but they slowly disappear....I'm in so much pain I scream before I knock out.