Red Hand Annie

Perfect

*Zima (Russian for Winter) Schnee (German for snow)*

Setting: some where in London England; it's now July and Annie is entering her eighth month of pregnancy...

(Annie's p.o.v.)

The train ride didn't take long with Mr. Barnes unconscious; I had knocked him out with the touch of my hand because I could see the panic and fear developing in his eyes. I remember Steve telling me about how he couldn't prevent Mr. Barnes' fall from the train. Add what Hydra did to him to that, and one can only imagine the numerous amount of different fears that one might develop from the whole ordeal. I was thankful that no one bothered us while we were on the train since he was out cold, we didn't actually have tickets, and I can't speak period. He only woke once of twice on he trip and we actually had to take a number of trains to reach our final destination of London.

We took the train from Moscow Russia to Warsaw Poland, then hopped a train from there to Berlin Germany and finally from there we stowaway on the final train to London England. I thought we might run into some trouble when we were in Berlin, since there's one hydra base still active there, but luckily we didn't. It took us a total of three days to get to London by train and thankfully Mr. Barnes was out cold for most of the time. But out cold or not, I could sense his relief to be off the train once we finally arrived. I'm not actually sure where the London S. H. I. E. L. D. base is, but I think I recall where Steve said the underground military base was.

We can stay there and try to contact the American S. H. I. E. L. D. base while searching for the London one or even get either directions to it or a ride home. Mr. Barnes said that if he calculated right, it should be July right now and if I calculated right, I should be entering my eighth month. I still haven't come up with a girls name I like; I'd ask Mr. Barnes, but...I'm not entirely sure how involved he even wants to be in the baby's life or even mine for that matter, and it's not like right this second is the best time to discuss this stuff. On the other hand...my life isn't as important as the baby's, especially if I go through with ending it to take down Will-Reaper-who the hell ever he is right now. Even if Will and I are gone, Lucas and the baby will still have Pepper, Howard, Dad, possibly Bucky and all the the Avengers looking out for them.

We've been at the abandoned underground military base for a few days now; Mr. Barnes has been going out to search for the London base, while I search the military base for a working phone or radio transponder or something; anything that will get us in contact with Fury, the Avengers or Dad. I managed to find at least several no longer working phones, and broken radio transponders. I'm not as smart as Will or Dad when it comes to wires and what not-I much prefer history and reading-but, I know enough tech-y stuff to probably repair one of these things. Hey, if I can repair damages that I caused to Mr. Barnes' metal arm, then I'm sure I can repair one of these things...right? I mean I'm Tony Stark's daughter as well as the granddaughter of Howard Stark for crying out loud! Surely Will isn't the only one of us to get some of their genius...right?

"I'm back!" Mr. Barnes calls out as he returns

"..." I wave to him as I work so he knows that I heard him

"What're doing?" He asks getting closer

"..." I hold up and old transponder

"Trying to get that to work?" He asks taking a wild guess

"..." I smile as I nod and go back to work