Daffodils: An Avengers Romance

High King of the Infinite Realms

As I stared down at the multiple pictures they had of what I had done that night I looked straight at them and shook my head.

"No idea what you're showing me," I said, "I have never seen anything like that before."

Dark Hair seemed extremely amused as he leaned against Blondie's chair and crossed his arms, "You told our agent that you had done that," He said.

God his voice was like fucking velvet, all deep and smooth. But all I did was shrug and lean back on my chair as I made direct eye contact with him.

"I don't know man, maybe she's losing her touch or something." I said, "Afterall, it must be a hard job y'all have. That takes its toll, doesn't it?"

That got them both to give me suspicious looks and I wondered what I had said that caused that. Right now I knew nothing about what was going on, but I did know that I could not let some government agency find out about my powers. Though they definitely already know about it, I was never going to admit it.

"Aida," Blondie said, sounding serious and dangerous for the first time, "You know you're not in trouble. We just need to know what happened last night."

I did not know that I wasn't in trouble, but I couldn't trust him. No matter how hot he was, he was an unknown. There was too much riding on me keeping my mouth shut and I could not trust the government.

I mean, seriously, who was going to trust the American government, especially these men that looked like military personnel? I barely trust the police on a good day.

As I started pulling away from the interview/interrogation and seriously thinking about how I was going to escape, Dark Hair clapped Blondies shoulder and pulled him back from where he was leaning over the table.

"Alright, I think that's enough." He said and gave me one of the most charming smiles I've ever seen, "I imagine you're hungry right about now. How about we get you out of those clothes and feed you something?"

As he said that I realized how hungry I was and a change of clothes sounded wonderful. Nodding at him, I stood up to follow him as he and Blondie led me out of the room.

"You know," I said as they led me down a hallway, "I never did learn your names. I can't keep calling you guys Blondie and Dark Hair forever." At that the two men chuckled as they opened up a door that showed what seemed to be a room. There was a bed and everything in there.

"I'm Steve Rogers," Blondie said, "This here is James Barnes. We just call him Bucky."

Raising my brow I nodded at them and wondered what grown man liked to be called Bucky, "I'm Aida Barons." I said instead, "But you already knew that."

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The room had a bathroom attached to it with a shower which I almost cried when I saw. I felt so gross , the dry mud on my feet and hands starting to get itchy. Immediately stripping down, I practically threw myself into the shower and used the soap they gave me.

I even used the shampoo and conditioner to clean my hair, which I knew I would regret since my hair already felt dry. But whatever, feeling clean and fresh was my priority right now. Stepping out of the shower, I realized that I did not have any clothes to wear which could be a problem.

Drying myself with a towel, I stepped out of the bathroom and sat on the bed sighing. I was so tired and honestly this whole experience had yet to set in. Slowly braiding my hair, I had to wonder about what would happen next.

The government was now aware of my existence, which could present so many problems. I would have to call my friends and let them know that our identities were compromised. If they knew about me then there was a chance they would investigate the others that were with me during that incident...