Chapter 2

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It took a while to walk to where they had parked the jet, but we got there eventually.

It was smaller than I had thought it would be, but to be honest I thought it'd be like a plane, it was still big though .

Everything was grey, everything except the colours of the buttons on the control panel. There were black leather chairs that looked awfully comfortable and a few bits and bobs lying around, but it was mostly empty and plain.

Clint, Natasha and Steve all walked on quickly whilst I slowly followed behind. Clint has avoided me like the plague since the whole thing in the alley, they all had if I'm being honest.

I don't blame them though, I did show up out of nowhere, ask for help finding a brainwashed assassin and almost broke their teammates arm whilst I threatened them. They have all the reasons to want to be as far away for me as possible.

I stood in the corner of the jet, my arms crossed over my chest and watched them all intently, picking up any small details about hem I could get. A tip i'd learnt from training.

Natasha moves fast, and was always on high alert. Though she acted calm and wore a stone mask that covered that she was, mentally, maybe emotionally, unstable or even falling apart. It didn't take a lot to push her over the edge.

Steve acted like he knew what he was doing 24/7 but he was just as clueless and confused as everyone else. He constantly had to follow someone, or ask someone something or for permission to do something, like he was forgetting he was captain America and could do whatever the fuck he wanted. He instead looked like a lost golden retriever puppy.

Clint was one I couldn't figure out, he hadn't said much or changed his facial expressions. He came in and sat down, holding his arm moving it every few seconds. When he winced after moving it I rolled my eyes and snorted.

This seemed to alert everyone that I was still here, and they still had to deal with me.

"What?" Natasha hissed, her stone mask up yet again. Why? Because she felt threatened.

"He's being a baby. You guys are the avengers and he can't handle a little boo-boo on his arm." I said looking at Clint and leaning down to place my hands on my knees and pushing my bottom lip out, "Esti ranit? este dureros?"

["Are you hurt? Is it painful?"]

"Alright I think that's enough for now ma'am. We get you back to the base, we help you find Bucky and we keep you locked up inside and civilians will be safe from hydra for a while." Steve spoke up as Natasha sent me a glare, OoOo she speaks Romanian? Fun!

I looked to Steve again and nodded, get to the base, find buck-... Bucky?

"What do you mean by Bucky? Do you know him?" I asked Steve, he could have my father in capture and I won't stand for that.

"Uh... yeah I know bucky. Old war friend." He says quietly

"Woah, otec je stary muž" I Said in Czech, my first language.

["father is an old man"]

I know a lot of different languages, Romanian is the one I speak the most, I don't know why. But my first language is Czech, and I usually speak it if it's about my dad.

If I was with my dad, we'd speak in Czech, but we also spoke Czech with Hydra. So when I got away, I tried not to use it as much. But it's in my blood.

My full name is,  Ayanna Svet Stansty Kvet Barnes. Technically, if you put " Svet Stansty Kvet"  in translate it comes out "The world Becomes a Flower."

Dad said he like that because flowers always looked happy to him, and I made him happy, and so when I was born and when I'm near him he believes, The World Becomes a Flower, the world becomes happy, he becomes happy.

To sum it up, when my dad is my dad, He's a sap.

But let's move off the subject of my Father shall we? Yes.

I'm not sure how long we had been in here but it must've been a while because Steve was telling me to ether "Buckle up" or hold onto a handle, because we were landing at a white building.

"I thought we were going to shield?"

"You have info on someone we're trying to look for, shield won't help you in anyway, and even though we don't like you so far, we're not going to throw away our only means of information." Natasha said, looking at me and raising an eyebrow when I pursed my lips and nodded.

Steve grabbed onto my right Bicep, dragging me along behind him and up a few steps, then Threw a set of doors, where immediately I was greeted with two people arguing.

"Mr. Stark please? I promise I'll be careful, and I'll make sure that no one finds out anything while I'm gone." A young boy pleads with an older man.

Both had brown hair but the younger boys was curlier and looked far softer than the older dudes. He had deep brown eyes and a sharp jawline, at this point I wasn't paying attention to the other man.

But the shouting had gotten out of hand and I automatically groaned,

"Ooooohh my godddd, shut the fuck up. Let the kid do what ever he bloody wants old man, you're giving me a headache." I whined, two new sets of eyes landing on me whilst three familiar ones also looked at me with annoyed facial expressions.

"Sorry? Who do you think you are? I-..." the older man started, Mr. Stark.

"This is the girl causing trouble with hydra, she's looking for Bucky, for a reason I don't really know." Steve Said, nudging me forward.

I let out a small yelp and glared at him,

"Watch it rogers." I told him, and when he raised an eyebrow at me I flicked my hair behind my shoulder and huffed, placing a hand on my hip. "And if you must know, I'm looking for him because I have to check that Father dearest is alright."

May as-well get it over with now, how bad can it be? Right?

"Father?" Clint finally spoke up. I nodded and walked over to the young boy who was standing next to Tony Stark.

"What's you're name?" I asked him when I arrived in-front of him, raising an eyebrow.

"Peter, Peter Parker." He mumbled, looking straight into my deep blue eyes whilst I looked into his chocolate brown ones.

Peter here, had not stopped staring at me since I made my presence know, and whilst I usually found that weird or un settling, I'd let it slip, because peter was so hot.

I smiled at him, sticking a hand out.

"Ayanna Svet Stansty Kvet Barnes."

He grabbed hold of my hand and smiled at me,

Why the hell are there butterflies in my stomach?!

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Sooo, another chapter.

I think it's pretty obvious what's going to happen to Ayanna and peter, but it won't be straight forward, let me tell you that.

I think she'll meet some more new people next chapter, maybe. Don't quote me.

Also, I picked the song at the top because I feel like It fits the last part of this chapter so much so!!

So that's all for today, P.S. only 27 days until Peggy comes back out!! Who's exited!! I ammm!!

Until later,

H xx
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