Smut ahead
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September 2018, New York, USA
at the compound
Stark had fucking grounded her.
With her current state of mind, Marie wasn't allowed to leave the grounds or go on a mission. There were a lot of them. Instead, she had to do fucking therapy. Tony had assigned a therapist for her.
After Steve had pulled her up from the floor in front of Keller's bleeding corps and brought her back to the quinjet, he and Tony raided the base and found a massive amount of information hidden in the Nazi doctor's second office.
Now it all had to be investigated. Leaving the others with a shit load of work to do while she sat around on an uncomfortable couch talking about her fucking feelings.
M was alone at the compound most of the time.
Well, not really alone.
Banner was there, too, keeping an 'eye' on her. But he rarely left his laboratory and always refused her offer to help him with whatever he was doing.
He allowed her around, but he only wanted her to take a seat at his desk and touch nothing but the espresso machine behind her.
That man's a lonely worker. His genius mind was best when left alone.
M figured that out pretty quickly and eventually only got down to tell him when there was food ready. Of course only if he didn't reply to her texts.
At least she didn't have to eat alone most of the time.
Peter was occassionally there, too, but only to check up on Marie when she didn't respond to his texts for several hours; or not at all.
Stark didn't want him around her alone for now, so he was back at his aunt's place most of the time.
Even though Peter wasn't afraid of Marie he did what Stark said. That man was a father figure to the teenager.
So all she did was let Stark know if everything was alright, sleep, eat, workout, do boring therapy sessions, repeat; watching movie's on the huge TV in the lounge area, raiding the library (even Tony's private one), or just chilling and drinking on the rooftop.
Wearing nothing but one of Bucky's shirts she stole from his closet, and panties, whenever Dr. Quinn wasn't around.
She didn't care for Bruce or Peter, though it clearly made them uncomfortable.
It's been nine days since she'd last seen the dark-haired soldier.
She missed him like hell.
The past few weeks were rough, with him coming and going, hardly staying for one or two nights before heading off with one of the others again.
Even then they hadn't had time together because he was always drawn in on planning the next mission.
Downs of hiding their relationship.
Marie:
I miss you
Mr. Barnes:
Miss you too, doll.
Can't wait to see you again.
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