Chapter 3

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Elena POV

I sat up in my bed, letting out a high pitched scream. I tried to get my breathing under control, my chest rising and falling dramatically.No, not again. Oh God, I thought the nightmares were over. Why are they back?

I look at the time on my phone. 5:27 A.M. Ugh, lovely. There's no point in trying to go back to sleep. I got up and hopped into the shower, trying to wash away my fear.

Every night for ten years, I would dream the same dream. A nightmare. It was terrifying. It was my mother, father, and I, and we were on a plane to America, when all of a sudden there's loud beeping everywhere and the sensation of falling hits you. I look at my parents and see the look of recognition and acceptance on their face. They hug and kiss me for the last time, telling me they love me. Next, all I see and hear and feel is fire. Burning, hot fire. Then, that's where the nightmare ends.

Unfortunately, it didn't start off as a nightmare. It was a reality. The reality of how my parents died. I missed them so much. They were the only family I had left and when they died, I died.

I finished my shower with tears running down my face as I remembered my parents. My mother's black hair, always perfectly done in elegant curls, and her smile, always wearing red lipstick, were the things I remeber the most. And she always wore her pearl necklace, which I inherited since it magically survived the plane crash. All I can remember of my father was his deep, burly laugh and how he would always pick me up and we'd dance around to the Italian music playing on the radio as my mother cooked dinner. Those were the times.

I decided to stop reminiscing about the past and think about what was planned today. I had gotten a call from Director Fury last night, him telling me that Steve and I would be moving in today. Some apartment on Landview. When Nick told me that, my eyes sort of popped out of their sockets. The apartments on Landview were very expensive and nice. I'm surprised SHIELD is paying for that. But, I'm not complaining.

I got dressed in my unifrom and went down to get an early breakfast. I reached the cafeteria and saw Steve eating his own breakfast. He was already showered and dressed as well.

"Goodmorning," I say to him with a smile. He looks up at me with his mouth full of cereal. He smiles and the cereal falls out of his mouth. I start laughing as Steve tries to clean up the mess while he blushed a beet red. He looked up at me sheepishly and smiled.

"Hi," he said with a nervous laugh. I let out another small chuckle and joined him at the table. "How are you?"

I look up at him as I poured the milk on my cereal. I got lost in his beautiful eyes for what felt like an eternity. They were so blue, like the ocean. 

I faintly heard him calling my name in the background, but I thought I was just imagining it. Suddenly I felt something grab my hand and I was knocked back into reality.

"Elena, are you alright?" Steve asked me as he tried to surpress his laughter. Why was he laughing? I suddenly felt something cold dripping on my lap. I look down to find that while I was so lost in his eyes, I had kep pouring the milk in my bowl, which then caused it to spill over and drip off the table.

"Oh, god," I whispered to myself as I blushed a really deep red. I got up and grabbed a few napkins and began to clean up the mess. Steve had gotten up too, and offered to help me. He grabbed a few napkins himself and together we cleaned up the milk. He grabbed all the used napkins and threw them away. I thanked him and sat down to eat. Steve followed my actions.

"So, I guess you like milk, huh?" joked Steve. I gave him a playful scowl and he laughed. 

"Can't you tell?" I responded in the same joking manner. We continued eating and talked about the random little things, like the weather. We finished short after and Steve got up and took my plate away and brought it to the sink.

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