Echo Maria Stark

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Echo's POV.

I have been sitting in this hotel room for a month now. The concierge brings up my food and the clothes I order online. I have ate a lot of Triple chocolate chunk ice cream, hot wings, pizza, and French fries. I have the news on and I am sitting on bed wearing sweats and a hoodie and some nice slippers that I thought was adorable. Over the course of the month Pepper, Obadiah, and Rhodes have tried calling me several times. I hear the elevator dinged open and I looked over to see a man in a suit. I look back to the news that is reporting about my father's business and who shall get it if he is presumed dead.

"Echo?" The man asked.

I looked at him.

"I'm Phil Coulson of shield. We are doing our best to locate your father." He said.

"Are you?" I asked my voice blank of emotion.

"Yes, but what are you doing for your dad?" He asked.

"Staying out of trouble." I said.

"Really because your freaking out Pepper, Rhodes and Obadiah." He said. I started laughing.

"Who do you think put the hit on my father?" I asked grabbing my computer.

"Ugh?" He started. I pulled up the video and showed it to Coulson.

"Then why not take over your fathers business from him?" He asked.

"That is one of things me and my father are different. I love inventing and building with him but it's just a hobby. I don't want to be known as a snooty business woman, or a rich girl. When I drove here I was able to sit and eat and no one recognized me. I felt normal for the first time well until the museum accident but I wasn't being hounded for being the granddaughter of the leading industry Howard Stark or the daughter of the genius inventor. I was just Echo a teenage girl who likes to shop and see museums have normal conversations with people my age that isn't about money, weapons or my father. I don't want to be in a house that reminds me that my dad is out there possibly dying or dead." I said looking out the window to see the cars driving by and the little drizzle of rain.

"But..." he started.

"Just leave." I said tears starting to fall down.

He gave a sad sigh and turned and walked out of the room.

---Time skip two months---

It's been three months since my father went missing. two months since Phil Coulson visited me. Two months since I cut the connection to the outside world only having the person drop off a months worth of food once a month while I am in a different room. The news started reporting my disappearance and the last time I was seen. They asked if the people that took my father also took me or if I was hiding for my protection. My phone rang. I turned off my phone. I look horrible. Pale, dark bags under my eyes, eyes red from the recent crying, baggy clothes and slightly tangled hair.

I laid in bed. It was an hour later when I hear the elevator ding open.

"Echo!" I heard a collection of voices. I heard them bounce off the bubble that is around me. I slowly turned and saw him. My eyes met his brown ones. There was a pop sound and the bubble around me disappeared.

"Daddy?" I rasped trying to believe that he is really there. He crawled into my bed and pulled me to his chest and told me that he's here. That he has me. I slowly close my eyes and fall asleep into my abyss.