"Wakey, wakey, my little Indian princess." I opened my eyes. The black orb was flying over me. I sat up. I was back in the brightly lit cell. I sighed and curled up in a ball. "It's okay, uh, Abigail. If you didn't attack the Soldier, then maybe you would have eaten breakfast with Steve."
"How long was I asleep for?" I asked him.
"For about two hours, which is strange. When we use this on the Hulk, It kept him out for about seven hours." I heard Tony's voice come on the intercom
"But she did pull it out a soon as it was attached to her skin." The Soldiers voice was a bit hushed, he probably was sitting a little away from Tony.
"Shush Frost-tips, the grown-ups are talking."
"I'm older than you."
"I said shush," Tony told him again. "Anyway, Abigail, why do you keep attacking out TinMan, that's not a very good way of flirting ya know." I heard a smack after he said that.
"Move over Tony, I'll be asking the questions now." A woman's voice came over the intercom.
"You didn't need to hit me." The mirror became a window again. Tony sat there rubbing his face, The Soldier was staring at me, and a woman with red hair looked at me, kinda angry.
"Who are you, there is no record of you anywhere. Not in the FBI, CIA, or S.H.E.I.L.D database. No doctor, no dentist, no nothing. Not even birth records. You say your Abigail. But are you." She demanded. "I know, I've looked everywhere."
"That's weird, I should come up somewhere." I rubbed my arm. "Maybe if you let me out, I could probably find something about me." I sighed.
"Fat chase lady," Tony said. "We can't have you attacking our special boy right here." He puts a hand on The Soldier shoulder. "Plus, you don't know how to use today's technology."
"Do you promise not to attack the Soldier if we let you out?" The red hair woman said.
"Natasha! What did I just say!" Tony yelled at her.
I looked at her. I would never attack him, but, I looked at the mass. The WindMaker looked at the Soldier through the glass. I know he never liked him.
"WindMaker, they'll let me out if you don't attack him," I said to him, but in my head, so no one but him could hear.
"Abigail, you know what he did to us, to me." He glared back at him.
"WindMaker, please. If we get out, we could look for James. Please." I plead to him.
I heard him sigh. I love him, I really do. He's been there for me since I was three. "Okay Abigail, I will this time."
"Okay, I will not attack the Soldier. I promise." I sighed. Another promise.
"That took you a while," Tony said.
"Had to fight my demons ya know?" I laughed a bit. The door opened and Natasha stood there.
"Come on, let's go." She walked away. I got up and followed her. Tony and the Soldier close behind. "You got a boyfriend?" She asked, trying to make small talk with me. Probably trying to get information from me, but seeing who he is.
"Uh, fianceé," I said. I walked in, the uh, elevator? The others walked in like it was nothing, so I did too.
"Is that why you have the rings on the necklace."
"Yeah, they belong to his parents. They gave it to him when he could afford any." I sighed again.
"Who was he?" She asked. I looked at her. Should I? No.
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My Promise
FanfictionThe swinging 40's Everyone is happy. The war was far from america, and who cares about that. That was til they attacked us. The last day with her fiancee, before he was shipped off to the war. Abigail wake up a hundred years later. What has happen t...