The rain came down hard as Thomas and Martha Wayne's coffins were lowered. Two young children stood at the edge. The little girl crying, holding onto the boy's hand.
A little further back, two men talked.
"I have no problem taking her with me, Alfred. Are you sure it's a good idea?"
Alfred nodded. "Master Bruce is lashing out. Mistress Ami needs to be safe." Alfred looked at the other man. "Thank you, Nick."
Nick nodded, and after everyone left, he went with Alfred.
The little girl hugged his legs. "Uncle Nick."
"Hey Ami." He hugged her then looked at Bruce. "Bruce."
Bruce glared slightly and then stomped off.
An Hour Later
Alfred stood at the door of Bruce's room. "It's time."
Bruce went downstairs and hugged Ami. "Bye, Ami."
"Bye Bruce." She whispered before following Nick.
Nick looked down at her. "It's going to be okay, Ami."
She looked back at Wayne manor before looking up at Nick. "I know."
A Few Years Later
Nick raised a brow. "Come again?"
Ami giggled. "I want you to adopt me."
Nick smiled some. "Okay."
Ami hugged him tight. "Thanks, Pops."
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The House of Winter Frost
FanfictionAmi Wayne Fury, adopted daughter of Nick Fury, younger sister of Bruce Wayne, has a hit put out on her. Now she's in New York where she faces the man she married one drunk night in Vegas while in college.
