Monster

Chapter Fifteen

I have decided to.......... Finish the book even though nobody has commented or voted.... *crying face* I do enjoy this book, and it is going to get better. At least in my eyes it will. :D

-Brooke

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After Jamie's little stunt, none of us spoke. I kept my head buried in my hands to avoid the embassessment. Steve awkwardly coughed.

"So. Why aren't things very good? Wanda getting worse?" I finally gathered the strength to look up at them. Bucky stared at the floor and Steve glanced up at me from his phone.

"Worse is an understatement. Everytime she moves now she throws up or her magic expands out and destrories everything. Nat thinks since you have some understanding of virsus and biogenetic sickness, you could help. Plus protect her, since people are trying to take advantage of her." Steve explained and passed me a video of the incidents.

I watched the videos before rubbing my forehead. "I have never seen anything like this, but let me contact some of my pals that helped me out. They should know something." I pulled my Iphone out and started emailing a few guys I worked with over seas when some bad virsus got into one of the bases.

I felt Steve staring at me, so I sighed, "Listen. I'm so sorry for everything I said last time. I wasn't completely there at the time. I am myself now. I know I have a lot of making up to do." I looked between the two. Only Steve, once again made eye contact.

"We get it. Buck wasn't the same at first either. I'm sorry that we made it harder on you." Steve elbowed Bucky before smiling sweetly at me. How does he not have a girl friend? Or does he now?

I nodded and checked my email. The main scientest emailed me back an article about using magic and supernatural abilities too often that can cause an extreme cause of phenomona and the flu mixed together. It makes sense. Wanda is big into controlling and using her magic for everything with no boundaries.

"How long has she been sick?" I asked after I replied a quick thank you. "About two months now." Bucky's voice startled me, and I gaped at him. Even though he finally spoke, he never looked up.

I shook my head at the thoughts of why he wouldn't look at me and pandered over the reason she just got sick. It finally clicked.

"Did she suddenly stop using her magic before hand?" I asked, "actually, she did. About three weeks before. She went into a depression like state." Steve's eyebrows furrowed together.

"That is the problem! She has a magical build up that has caused an extreme flu type sickness!" I jolted up and slid across the jet to sit between them.

"Give me the tablet." I stumbled to grab it out of Steve's hand. I googled the symptoms and sure enough I was correct. Well. My friend was right.

I grinned and leaned back while Steve looked over the pages and cures. It is actually not hard to cure. A couple of shots, some sleep, and when she is able, to go on a magical spurge.

"It didn't take you long." Steve laughed in amazement. "I am good at a few things, and contacting smart people is one." I laughed and went to go back to my side of the jet, but Bucky gently grabbed the back of my jacket and pulled me back down.

He didn't say anything. Steve for sure saw it, but looked the other way. I leaned on the wall and a little onto Bucky's side for the rest of the flight.