The Life of Tony Stark's Daughter (Avengers Fanfiction!!)

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I had trouble breathing. They had just left a few seconds ago I seriously didn't think I was going to live. I couldn't feel anything, I couldn't breath, I couldn't see straight, I couldn't do anything. I heard yells and cries come from outside. There was a shot. Something pierced my abdomen. I couldn't see straight to see who it was. I noticed a man with blonde hair rush to me. He looked so familiar.

"Danielle." He smiled, putting his hand on my cheek. I wore a very faint, almost unreadable, smile, knowing that who ever he was, was going to save me.

"How did you find me?" My voice was raspy.

STEVE ROGERS' POV

I rushed in to the room to see Danielle, half unconscious on the floor. She had cuts all over her body, blood coming from everywhere. She looked dead, if it wasn't for the very slow and shallow movements of her chest.

"Danielle." I smiled, bending down to her and holding her cheek. It looked like she wore an attempted smile. Her eyes were in a daze.

"How did you find me?" Her voice was almost nothing but a whisper. She looked horrible.

"That doesn't matter now, honey. You're okay. Do you know who I am?" I asked. She was trying so hard. This was bad. "Steve Rogers."

"Cap?" She put her hand on my hand that was on her cheek.

"That's right, Danielle." I smiled, tears came to my eyes, knowing she was okay after being gone for almost a week. Even though we had our differences and all, I still was worried to death about her. "I'm going to try to move you." I gently slipped my hands under her. She winced and cringed from the pain but endured it. I carried her light body out to the car.

"Danielle!" Austin jogged up to us. "Is she going to be okay?" I heard his voice crack as I put Danielle in the back seat.

"I don't know, Austin." I got into the driver seat and took off when Austin got. In ten minutes, the jet was on a runway with everyone in it.

DANIELLE'S POV

I felt my body being moved. I opened my eyes to see it was dad.

"Dad?" I whispered.

"Shhh, honey. It's okay." He carried me to a table and laid me down. "Banner!"

"Right here." Bruce appeared out of no where. "Simmons?"

"Yes?" She answered.

"Get the-" I couldn't hear Bruce as I slipped away.