The Littlest Maximoff (Avengers Fanfiction)

Thirty-One

We rode in the car for hours before we pulled up to a house.

"You two stay here, I'll be right back," Clint said as he got out of the truck and started towards the house.

Wanda watched him leave, until he disappeared inside the house.

"Annabeth," Wanda said, glancing at me in the rear view mirror.

I looked at her, she took a shakey breath, "I love you. I... I don't know what is going to happen, but I want you to know that," she said, she had tears in her eyes.

"I love you too Wanda," I told her, hugging he from behind, "It will be okay," I added, squeezing her tighter.

She took a shakey breath before the door opened, both of our attentions snapped to it. Clint was there with another guy.

"Am I interrupting something?" Clint asked with a raised eyebrow.

Wanda cleared her throat and sat up a bit straighter, "No, who is this?"

"Hi, I'm Scott,"
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Scott was a horrendous travel companion, he never stopped talking and asking questions.

I was glad when we got on the plane and landed.

He succumbed to jet lag quite easily it seemed.

The four of us were hiding in a van at the airport waiting for Steve apparently, I still wasn't entirely sure about what was going on.

"There he is," Clint said, climbing out of the van.

I couldn't see out, I was in the back with Scott.

There was a muffled conversation before Wanda got out, "Thanks for having my back," I heard Steve say.

"It was time to get off my ass," Wanda said before she closed the door behind her.

A few moments later the door opened, revealing Scott and I.

"What time zone is this?" Scott complained as Clint practically pulled him out.

Scott froze when he saw Steve, "Captain America," his voice was full of awe.

I scoffed as I got out of the car myself.

There was a tiny blue car with Sam, Steve, Pietro, and another man I had not seen in a long time.

"Annabeth?" Pietro asked, confused.

"What are you doing here? She should not be here," he sent a glare in Steve and Clint's direction.

"Well I was definitely not staying with Vision, I'd rather shoot myself in the foot," I told him, stepping forward and hugging him.

When I pulled away from the hug I locked eyes with the new one, "I see you have not aged a day," I told him with a raised eyebrow.

I now had everyone's attention, "How do you know Bucky?" Steve asked, abandoning his conversation with Scott.

"He was in Sokovia a time or two where we were held, they tried to see what the staff would do to him," I informed.

'Bucky' squinted at me, "I don't remember that,".

"I did not expect you to. I saw what they did to you,".

Bucky stiffened entirely, he opened his mouth to say something, but closed it when the overhead PA system started talking.

"Dies ist eine Notsituation. Alle Passagiere müssen den Flughafen sofort evakuieren,".

"They're evacuating the airport," Bucky translated.

"Stark," Sam concluded.

"Stark?" Scott was confused, I was too.

"Suit up," Steve announced.