(Veronica's POV)
I woke up at 9 am. And in my bed. I wonder how I got here? We were supposed to land in at the compound at 4 in the morning, so I assumed that everyone was probably still asleep considering how little sleep we had all gotten in the past two days.
I rolled out of my bed and threw on some new clothes since I was still in my ones I was wearing on the plane, and I threw my hair up into a messy bun.
I walked downstairs to the kitchen and started making bacon and eggs for everyone for when they got up. I only made to bacon, because there wasn't a single noise all through the house. I made myself and egg and put some bacon on a plate and took my breakfast into the living room to watch some tv as I ate.
When I walked in I saw Peter passed out in the corner. He looked pretty bad, his face was just getting even more swollen. But somehow he was still adorable. I didn't want to wake him so I went back into the kitchen. I sat down and started eating when I heard a shuffling behind me. I turned around expecting to see an Avenger, but I didn't see anything. So I went back to eating. Then I heard foot steps so I swung around again, but no one was there.
Suddenly out of the corner of my eye I saw a black hooded figure. I froze. This is exactly the kind of thing that happened right before I was kidnapped and taken to hydra when I was younger.
Suddenly my Natasha instincts took over and I grabbed a knife and threw it where the hooded figure was but it only stuck itself into a wall. I began backing up when something grabbed me. I screamed and kicked whatever it was so hard that it went crashing backwards. I used my powers to start hurling things at my attacker when I heard Bucky's voice.
"Stop! Stop! It's just me!" He screamed.
Tons of footsteps were running towards the kitchen as the whole Avengers crew had no doubt heard the scream and crashes, and now they were all coming to make sure I was ok.
(Peter's POV)
I heard Veronica scream and then a bunch of loud bangs. I shot up and ran towards the kitchen as fast as I could, but just the action of running made me feel like I was being ripped apart, but I kept running anyways.
When I got there all the other Avengers were there too. And I saw Veronica breathing heavily looking like she had just had a panic attack and Bucky on the floor cracking up, but it looked like he had a gash on his face.
"What the fuck is going on here!?" Tony demanded.
Bucky got up still cracking up. "Well I decided to give her a little scare, and well lets just say I accomplished that." He explained. "But little did I know that she was so fucking skilled. If I hadn't told her it was me she would've kicked my ass." He said still cracking up.
Natasha looked at Veronica approvingly, but Mr. Stark was very unamused.
I looked at the ground where there was tons of kitchen appliances that had obviously been hurled at Bucky but how did Veronica manage to throw so many at him in such a short time?
(Veronica's POV)
I wanted to kill Bucky. But he didn't know that that was how I had been kidnapped, so I couldn't blame him. It was just another of his pranks, and if it hadn't been for what happened when I was younger I would have thought it was funny.
It didn't mean that I wasn't on the edge of tears though. My dad could tell and he quickly walked over to me and gave me a hug. He was the only one who knew what had really happened, and I had made him promise to keep it that way. It just felt like the more people knew the more likely I would be reminded of that time that still gives me nightmares at night.
My dad hugged me tight, and he just held he like that while petting my hair. I knew that everyone was confused as to what the hell was happening, but no one said anything. I didn't want to, but the feeling of everyone staring at me was freaking me out, so I let go of my dad and he took the cue and let go of me as well.
"Alright. Well, um who wants breakfast?!" Natasha said braking the silence.
(Tony Stark's POV)
I wanted to kill Bucky, but I knew he didn't know what had happened all those years ago. It was the most painful moment of my life when they took Veronica to Hydra. When I finally got her back I cried the hardest I had ever cried in my life.
I looked over to Peter who was watching Veronica very concerned. Which reminded me. What were we going to do about Peter?! Even though his Aunt May knew he was Spiderman, she would lose it if Peter came home to her looking like he did right now.
"Well, everyone." I said getting their attention. "I think we need to keep Peter here with us until he no longer looks like he's just been killed."
"Why?" Steve asked nonchalantly.
"Because if May sees him like this she will kill all of us." I responded without taking my eyes off my food.
"Mr. Stark. I think that's a good idea, but what will we tell May to explain why I'm not at our apartment?" Peter asked quietly.
"We will say that we needed to stay in Europe longer, but not to worry." I said. He nodded and went back to eating. "Then it's decided."
And everyone went back to eating and chatting about this that and the other thing. I didn't listen though. I just watched my little girl as she ate quietly trying to stay strong. She was always so strong.
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