Captain America's Grand-daughter (Avengers/Captain America fanfic)

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Yay I have finally udated! I'm still wanting to know who yu want as a love interest if anyone at all.

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Every day started out the same for the past two weeks. I'd get up, get some food, go back to my 'room,' take out my laptop and o some more research. I had found some more information on this Captain America and also found out some information about this place called Hydra. I found some very strange stuff and ended up being able to hack into one of the files. Several pages came flying up some photos of a girl and a boy along with this strange man.

I started reading through the files and came across something about Captain America. I wanted to read it straight away but the files started deleting from my page.

I furiously started to save some of the information I had saved but unfortunately I had lost everything. I shut the laptop and decided that getting some fresh air would be a great idea. I walked to the hall to the elevated and click on the button waiting for it to open so it could take me outside. Everything was still very strange to me but somehow I had managed to work out a lot of the technology here. I guess I could thank that to the years trying to survive and wanting information.

The door of the elevator open and with another click of a button the door closed and I was back aat the roof.

I walked all the way to the edge and leaned on the railing. I loved it up here, part of me felt free form everything that was going on in my life. One of the down factors from being up here was my mind wondering off to the woman and everything that happened in that apartment. What would have happened if Tony didn't save me? Would I be dead? Would someone else have save me? Probably not. No-one know who I am and no-one cares.

My mind wondered to Tony. You don't see much of hi around, he's normally in his lab or with Pepper. He's been acting weird this week though, not himself. I decided to brush it off and continued on with my thinking of Captain America but suddenly at thought came to my head.

How did my Grandmother know about Captain America?

I knew she was part of world war two but that didn't explain..... I mind drifted off to one of the things I saw in the files. A photo of my grandmother at a younger age, with a man. Things started to clicked together and I ran back to the elevator and once it got to my floor, I ran into my room and grabbed another laptop. How many of these things does Tony own?

I shifted through some other files I had found and finally came upon the thing I had been searching for, the photo. I looked at the writing down the bottom.

Peggy Carter (alive) and Steve Rogers (dead)

Another thing popped up at the bottom of the scene as I scrolled down and saw it was a video. It was in black and white but it had that man from the photo, Steve Rodgers. One of the scenes had him looking down at a thing with a photo in it and that photo was of my grandmother.

What did she get up to in the war?

I continued to piece things together and started added it to my journal. There was a knock on the door and soon someone walk inn as I said come in.

I didn't look up to see who it is as I was busy scribbling into the journal.

"If you continue to bite your lip like that you're going to cut it." It was Tony.

I hadn't realised I had been biting my lip but quickly stopped. I looked back at Tony and realised he was studding me and looking around at the mess I had created.

"Sorry, I'll clean it up after." I said looking back down at my work.

"You've been in here forever, you barely get out. Anyway, I'm wanting to do some blood test with you to see if they did something." I was about to interrupt him but he seemed to know what I was going to say. "I'm not an idiot, quite the opposite. I saw that woman and I hear something going on up there, that and I looked you and had Jarvis record what was going on up there." He said the last part quite quickly.

"You've been recording me." I screeched.

"Well, technically, I was recording you're apartment which had you in it but yes." He said.

"Why?"

"Because, you intrigued me and I was curios." He said off-headedly.

"Because I intrigued you? You're sick." I said back in disgust.

"And I was curios." He added on.

"I can't believe you. Was this your plan all along, get me in your house and then in your bed because that's never going to happen. God, I can't believe I ever trusted you." I said to him, not knowing how I hadn't seen that before.

"Well, I don't have a plan but that would have been an additive to having you here." He said in his normal annoying voice.

"How does Pepper even deal with you?" I asked more to myself then him.

"Hey, you're not going leaving are you?" He asked.

"Yes I am." I said back to him, not bothering look him in the face.

"Where are you going to go, there's no-where and no-one that's going to want someone on the run around." He said back, actually sounding like he cared.

"I'll stay if you answer me this question properly. Why were you recording me?" I asked him in a slow monotone voice but still couldn't look him in the face.

"I found some stuff about a group that was following someone and that someone turned out to be you. Just doing my job as a hero." He said, I looked up and saw that he was looking at me right in the eye.

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I had decided that his answer was enough and had stayed, it actually made sense and I was kind of thankful that he did another wise I wouldn't be standing here. I was sitting on the bed on the laptop that shut down before and found a page open. It was one of the pages I was trying to save earlier and it had once sentence that sticked out to m