Sunday kinda love

5. Reunions

We stood there in a awkward silents. I look up at the man in front of me trying very very hard to keep a straight face. Which unfortunately for my is proving harder that I was expecting, usually I'm great at keeping a straight face up he just looks so serious and uptight I can't take him seriously.

Our eyes meet and we stand there me trying not to laugh mu ass off and him looking at me with .... concern? That's when I lose it I literally can not hold my laughter in any longer. He just looks so uncomfortable by me presents, and then me laughing really put the cheery on top for the poor guy.

"i-im sorry, I'm Sage. And you are?" I splutter out trying to calm myself down.

"yeah i know who you are I've read your file. I'm Dr Banner, well um yeah Bruce, Bruce Banner" he replied awkwardly. I nod.

"they don't let you out often do they? your very, how do I say this nicely? awkward?" i nod happy with my chose of words." yeah awkward is probably the nicest thing i can think of right now but i'll think about it and might get back you ya, yeah?" The poor doc looked so stressed. "how bout this you do what you need to too me so we can both leave, go get a massage or something you look like you really need one, that or a good fuck." The man went red, like really, really red. you would think hes never heard the word fuck before, which was quite amusing.

I look up too see Dr Banner nodding aggressively.

"yes. I think it's best we do these tests. um... so all we have to do is check vitals, weight you, check you heart, blood pressure, blood tests etc. so just some basic test for now. That all good with you?" he asks switching into his doctor mode.

"yeah, no that's totally ok, just um what are you doing with the blood tests?" I ask nervously, the last thing I need is them to find out who I really am.

"Oh nothing really. Just iron levels, making sure your organs are working well and you don't have any disease or infection, and if you do we can get them fixed up asap and while we're at it probably a DNA test so we can figure out who you are and who to help." he reply's smileing slightly at me.

Fuck. There going to find out who I am. who my dad is. And the cherry on top of all this is he's being so nice about this whole thing. There's not much i can do now he looks pretty set of doing all the proper tests. I nod my head letting him know I was ok with it even though I was the actual opposite of okay with it.

With a sharp nod he sets too work doing tests.

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" there just through here" Bruce said, after doing all the necessary test he convinced me that i should call him Bruce and that we should go see all the others. apparently there were more for me to meet. To say this day has been less then jam packed would be a huge fucking lie.

I follow Bruce into to what looked like the lounge/kitchen area.

"GIGI" I head someone yell next this i know i'm hit full force by someone making me fall to the ground with someone laying on me hugging me
" I missed you gigi, did you miss me? actually don't answer that i know you did." i look down in alarm to see a smiling Pietro.

"i- hey Pietro??" he looks up at me still smiling and nods. "could you, like, i don't know, maybe hop off me so i can get off the floor?"

"OH, Oh yeah, yeah totally yeah sorry just a bit excited." he says getting off me a light blush coming into his cheeks as he offers me I hand to help me up which except.

I laugh "don't stress it i know i'm amazing, anyways to move pressing matters. gigi? where that come from?" i ask curiously.

He smiles "well it was ether that or 05. you get it 05 because-" he was cut off by my hand covering his hand aggressively all the colour draining from my face.

" How. Do. You. Know. About. That." i ask aggressively moving my hand from his mouth to his throat choking him slightly. His hand quickly come up to my arms trying to pull them off as I tighten my grip. " Answer the goddamn question now Pietro!" i yell.

"get her off him for fuck!" i hear in the background but that not what i'm focusesed on i need to know where here heard that.

05.

Its what they used to call me when i did something right.
All I can here is ' good job 05. all targets were eliminated efficiently, you did well. now go back to your sell." over and over, so how does he know about it. HOW?!

I see something out of the corner of my. I turn slightly so I can see what it is. The elevator door open revealing someone. Someone I thought i'd ever see again.
Someone I thought to be dead.

I watched him die right in front of my eyes. So how is it that I can see him now.

I'm looking at a ghost.

The only bit of doubt I had off if it was really him sipped away as we looked eyes. My hand tightened even more one Pietros throat in shock.

"win?" i say uncertainly my concentration not slipping away form the man in front of the elevator.  A tear slips down my face. I feel movement on my left coming at me thinking i wouldn't notice. I quickly move one hand from Pietros neck and punch whatever it is coming towards me perfectly not even looking.

I watch as a look of realisation washes over the elevator man face.

"Estelle?!" he says almost desperately, a sob tears its way through me tears streaming down my face. It's him. He's there. He's alive.

I watch as Wins looks around the room taking everything in trying to figure out what's happening. He quickly walks over to me. " Estelle darling, you need to let Pietro go before he passes out." he says gently and he slowly reaches to take my hand from Pietro's neck. I stand there in shock. 

" I took it all. I took it all for us. I did it all for us." I mumble before I start laughing slowly. " I watched. I was it happen." I say in denial.

I probably look crazy sobbing and laughing like a madman, and to be completely honest i feel like a madman. He let me think he was dead for years. YEARS. I was all alone in that place being punished because of him. Because he was killed. I was told over and over that it was my fault he died, that it was because i didn't cover him well enough. And I believe them. I let them tell me that I was the reason my best friend was dead. Because I believed them. And yet. Here he is standing right in front of me very much alive.

" I'm s-sorry, i'm so sorry win" I sob as I collapse too the ground. "b-bucky i'm so so sorry it was all my fault" I cry as I fell a pair of arms wrap around me pulling me into them. I feel a kiss pressed to my head and tears fall onto my forehead from whoever is holding me " it's okay darling, it's not your fault, it was mine, i left you" realising it was bucky holding me I moved closer to him.

It was quite other than the sounds of us crying and Pietro trying to gather his breath again.

"i'm so terribly sorry to interrupt this beautiful moment so what the FUCK just happened?!!" I head Tony Breaking the silence.

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