Hell Froze Over*Avengers*Captain America*Reader*

4) The confidant

I lied.  It's the next chapter I'm struggling with. So, here goes the finished one ;)

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The plan, apart from waiting, was to find out everything you could about Katie's condition. And about her since she wasn't willing to give you anything, but that goal was left unspoken.

Clint had offered to babysit for a little longer in favour to let you at least shower. You could use some rest too, but the obvious problem with the girl wouldn't allow you to have such luxury, if only because the thought of her being in the lab would have kept you awake. And of course, the idea of you dealing with it while Steve would go to sleep was ridiculous and unimaginable for him, which meant no rest for him either.

So, you showered together, deciding to be a bit more sleep deprived. Because not getting enough sleep was apparently in Avengers' job description.

When you re-entered the laboratory, you could tell Katie was much better. There was a nervous smile on her face as Clint was telling her something and that sight caused you smile too.

"Hey, you look better," you noted, rewarded by her pleased expression, something sparking in her irises. She waved at you in a greeting, showing off her hand that had a natural colour now. You nodded in acknowledgement of that fact.

"Thank you. I feel better. The chocolate was amazing and really helped."

Clint leaned forward, his hands pushing onto his thighs to help him stand up. "Alright, I see I'm not needed-"

A beep of the computer Bruce was still sitting at interrupted Clint's theatrical wounded note. Bruce looked at it, clinking on the announcement. Several sets of toned lines appeared and Katie immediately recognized a DNA test.

She panicked, using her powers at instant. The world around her froze, the time in the lab as if stopping, leaving everyone but her unmoving.

Katie stared at the monitor, biting her lip and grimacing as she realized just how badly she had screwed up.

Of course the software found matches. Goddammit, she should have expected it! But she was so distracted by the fact she met you, by the terrible mess it could make and yet how it felt like a blessing, a miracle.

There were two matches.

Of course there were.

She couldn't even imagine the consequences if you found out .She needed to get rid of the evidence. But how the hell she should do that? She had no fucking idea how the system worked; not this one anyway.

The solution seemed obvious, but her heart was beating its way out of her chest at it, because it was a terrible idea. There was no way she should bring anyone else into this, but at the same time, she didn't have another option.

You were out of question, obviously, as much as she hated it. Your fiancé as well. Clint? He would never agree to that and she wasn't sure he knew how to delete the results anyway. She bit her lip harder as she looked at Bruce. Well. Technically, it was a bit of his fault she was here in the first place, so... yeah.

She sighed and gently touched his shoulder to unfreeze him; she always liked the physical contact better, it helped her to control her powers, even though she didn't need it per se.

He looked up to check the results and she could only imagine how his eyes went impossibly wide.

On the monitor, there were two matches for her DNA, none of her own, because she couldn't be in any database. Not yet. But the system found the closest matches – her parents.