6/ Mini Barton

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Now after everyone settled in, washed and changed into comfortable clothes Clint and Laura borrowed them, Tony and Steve are out cutting wood while others are inside doing whatever they are doing, the two kids also outside playing. And Evelyn is sitting on the roof, knees pulled to her chest and her elbows resting on them, looking into distance while listening to music with her headphones on. She never takes her headphones off, and if she doesn't have them then she has earphones. 

She also washed, her hair still soaked wet but drying quickly, brown sweatpants with white tank top from Laura and brown flannel shirt from Clint which is huge on her hanged on her body.

Her mind is somewhere else, her thoughts mixed along with her emotions. When she saw Clint and his family all happy, his two children and Laura's swollen belly expecting another child, by what she heard a boy, all memories from before she became what she became rushed back. 

It reminded her when she was a normal human child, with her two older brothers, with her father. Yes, he was pain in the ass and very stern, but he still was her father. They had their happy moments. But that all was before that bitch Pierce came into their lifes and destroyed them. Before her brothers were shoot by their own father. Before her first kill.

Still, when she look at the two kids, she sees herself with her brothers. And when she looks at Laura, she realizes how lucky these two, three kids are to have their mother, something Evelyn never had. They all must be happy for such an amazing father they have, not stern one like Evy's but kind and loving one, like Clint.

She miss them. She miss her brothers dearly. She miss the times where she was truly happy, and mostly she misses the times when she was with the one she ever loved. Where is he now? She has no clue. And that's what's also bothering her. 

It's hard weight on shoulders when you don't know what's wrong and where the person you care about most is. And it pains her to think what worst could've happened to him, or is happening. It's also hard sometimes to keep her switch on. She promised Peggy she won't turn her emotions off, and she wants to keep her promise, no matter what. But with all the emotions and that they're doubled because she's a vampire isn't helping. 

Oh, how much she wants to turn it off. To again feel free, careless, be in no pain, to feel no guilt when she kills someone. She can't. And she knows it. Especially not when she's around her friends. And these children.

Evelyn snapped from her thoughts when she felt someone's eyes on her and looked down, seeing the little girl, Lila, standing down on the grass and watching her. She must think how she got up on the roof as there's no way to get there and ladder is too short for it.

Putting her headphones down after pausing her playlist, Evelyn crawls her way on the other side of the house and jump down, hearing Lila's footsteps running around the house. 

When Lila finally got there, she expected to see the black haired girl but she's nowhere to be seen, not even on the roof when she look up. She don't know why she chased after her, something just makes her curious about her as her dad never told her what abilites she has. Clint told them about his team, their names and what can they do, but he never told them about what can Evelyn do.

"What would you like to know, Little one?" A voice suddenly speaks from behind Lila, startling her and making her gasp as she turn around, seeing the girl she was looking for hanging upside down from a tree. Evelyn tilted her head to the side, waiting for Lila to answer.

"How did you get up on the roof? And on the tree?" The young one asked the old one, looking up. Evelyn let out a smal,l quiet chuckle, pulling herself up and then jumping down, sitting and leaning against the tree.

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