4- Talking with Strange

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"Alright, should we start?" asks Stephen. Looking at Y/N as she ties her undo lace on her trainers "Sure" Stephen makes another portable and they step through it close behind them "Where are we?" Y/N ask looking around its in New York in front of an old, tall building with a bronze and black plack that says 177A Bleecker Street. "My home. Before we start I want to ask something of you." he pauses as they walk in. Y/N follows Stephen as they make their way to a room with armchairs and walls lined with bookshelves. They sit down on the red leather armchairs, they look old but new. "What happened in Hydra?" He asks looking at her with soft eyes knowing it is hard to talk about events that left that person with the trauma she sighs "It's going to take a while." she said not meeting his eyes as she looks to her feet "Take all the time you need." 

She breaths deeply before starting, "I was there for 20 years I thought it was a bad dream. But every second of every day it was real. I never saw an end to the endless nightmare. Didn't matter how loud or long I cried it never ended. The only thing I could truly dream about was that I had got taken. I, Tony and my 1-year-old boy were going to the park, he loved the park. But some men in black with guns came, they grabbed Tony and my crying child. And had taken me to the base. I was so happy when Tony and Steve got me out of there. I don't think I could relive that." She said as a tear rolled down her cheek, she quickly wipe them away. "Thanks for telling me that," he said looking deep into her brown eyes. She nods and takes a deep breath looking him in the eyes smiling slightly "It's okay, thanks for listening." 

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