Gabby's POV
"Peter? What the bloody hell are you doing here?" I asked angrily, glaring into his blue eyes. He stared back, gazing into my brown eyes.
"I-i heard rumors t-that you were... Here. Alive and... Might I add, prettier than ever?" He complimented.
"GABBS! DON'T FREAKING RUN OFF LIKE THAT! DO YOU REALIZE HOW WORRIED JOHNATHON AND I WERE?!"
"DON'T RAISE YOUR BLOODY VOICE AT ME, JAMIE."
"Oh merde, your really angry, ar- oh hey Sealand."
"BELLA?! GABBY?! WHERE ARE YOU TWO?!"
"WE'RE IN THE BLOODY HALLWAY, STARK!"
"WHY IS THE HALLWAY BLOODY?!"
"NOT LITERALLY! JUST GET YOUR ARSE OVER HERE!"
"Gabrielle, why are you yelling? I'm trying to sleep." I heard a groggy voice.
"Oh. My apologies, Thomas. I just got a bit angry." I replied, my voice softening. I looked at Peter, and saw him glaring at Thomas. "Peter Kirkland, why are you glaring at him?"
"...I'm jealous."
Thomas' POV
I know the blonde guy. That's Sealand, Finland and Sweden's adopted son. I thought. Speaking of the Nordics, you can't give up Thomas. You promised her. You can't go back on your promise.
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Captain's Daughter
FanfictionGabby Carter-Rogers was raised in two different families: the Carters and the Coulsons. At first, she was raised by her mother, Peggy Carter, and grew up believing her dad died a hero. When she was 9, she was going to visit Howard Stark, but her pla...
