Bucky watched as Tony tryed to get reception to get F.R.I.D.A.Y. to send out another jet. How was he watching him? Tony was sitting on his shoulders, standing on the roof.
"Go to the left abit. No left, dont you know what left is?"
"Yeah I do! I have a reminder of what left is." He pointed out his arm.
"Well, your 'reminder' is messing up the reception."
"Sorry! I didn't fucking ask for this arm you fucking twink."
"Just hold me up more." He mumbled.
Steve and Natasha watched from the lawn. They heard everything said up there.
Loki watched too. He watched as the tiny girl running around them. She light pushed Tony, all most making the both fall off the roof.
"Be careful with him Tony!" Steve yelled.
"Oh sure, not like he can survive a fourty foot fall, when he's fallen from a thousand foot drop!"
"Didn't you fall from the same hight when Loki threw you out of the tower?" Natasha yelled back. "You can survive that, can't you?"
"My suit saved me." Tony said.
"Wait, you have your suit right?" Bucky looked up at him.
"Yes." He said in an obvious tone.
"Then can't you fly back to the tower and get another jet!" He yelled up at him.
Tony relized Bucky was right. He was so angry about landing in the middle of no where with Loki, Thor and Bucky, that he forgot all about his suit.
"I want down." He said awkwardly. "Please."
Bucky let him down softly, and made sure that he didn't fall off the roof as they walked to the side.
After getting down, Tony made sure to send out a jet for them. He suited up, and flew in a direction.
"So, where will we sleep?" Loki asked.
They all realized that they had to stay in the creeky, moldy house.
Abigail stayed a still as she could. Her breathing was shallow. She watched as it stared at her.
A woman with a bloody hole in her head. Her long blond hair falling over her ghostly pale bony frame. He white night gown was ripped, and also covered in blood.
Abigail watched as The WindMaker stare it down. They were in a starring at each other.
"Abigail, leave." He whispered.
She silently got up from her seat, and walked backwards to the elevator. On her way, she bumped into the wall, making her quiet steps loud as she tryed to catch herself.
She looked over, and was met with the sunking black eyes if the spirit. The spirit tryed to make it's way to her, but the The WindMaker stopped it by tackling it.
Abigail took of to the elevators, and pressed the button that had am arrow head on it, not caring who it was. The doors closed and went down, hearing the sound of the spirit crying out.
Abigail had tears running down her face trying to get to that level. After the door opened, she ran as fast as she could. She turned her head, and some how the beast was running after her. She screamed, and made herself run faster.
She turned the corner and saw the sandy guy talking to Wanda. Wanda saw how distresed Abigail was, and made Clint turn around.
As soon as he turned, Abigail launched herself on him. Almost knocking them down.
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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...