The Avengers Raised Me

Memory

4 year old me was back in the gray room, but now I was laying on a bed with IV bags all around me poking into my skin. By younger Addys face I could tell she was in pain but she put on a smile when the door opened and my parents walked in. "Daddy do I finally get to meet him?" My dad shook his head "Not yet number 771." All of a sudden an alarm went off and red lights started to flash. My mom ran over to me and gave me a shot. Then she turned around and spoke to my dad "That should suppress her powers so she can't save herself during the collapse. So that way subject number 771 will die." Mom then turned to me as she walked to the door way. "Number 771, you were the first subject who actually survived the tests,  got powers, and retained them. But now for the safety of Hydra you must die." My father then pressed a button and closed the door behind my mom. I herd a quiet count down as 4 year old me cried out for anyone. Then the count down got to zero and the room collapsed. She laid there crushed under cement, shaking and sobbing.

Snapping back out of the memory I found my self curled in a ball on my bed shaking and crying. I guess that is where I got the panic attacks from when I am in confined spaces. We found out that I got panic attacks when I was about 6 when Clint brought me up into the vents when we were playing hide and seek. When I got up there I had a breakdown and couldn't move. Clint had to carry me down to where my dad was counting. We never knew what caused my panic attacks but I guess I just never remembered my time in the gray room.

I turned on my light and walked down the hallway. I went searching for Bucky, he was one of the people besides Tony who could relate to my panics and Tony was probably fast asleep in his room. I tiptoed down the stairs past Nat sleeping in her room and into Uncle Steve's room. I grabbed his phone and walked into his closet and closed the door. I clicked Bucky and herd the phone ring. I waited anxiously for Bucky to pick up, then I herd a sleepy voice on the other end of the phone.

"Steve it is 4 in the morning what do you want?" It was Bucky and I started to whisper and tear up. "Bucky? I am having a panic attack and I would have gotten my dad but he just went to bed and I'm all alone." Before I even finished my sentence I herd Bucky shut the door to his apartment. "I'm on my way. Meet me down in the gym and tell Friday I'm on my way." I interrupted him "Wait Bucky, you don't have a car." All he said before he hung up was "I'm quick on my feet, I'll be there soon." I stood up in Uncle Steves closet and opened the door, walked over to put his phone back and walked out. I ran down to the Gym while whispering to Friday. "Friday Bucky is on his way let him in the gym door when he arrives. Ok?" I sat on the middle of the sparing mat in a ball thinking of the memory I had seen. Why did I forget that? As I thought, my mind brought another memory to surface.

I watched young me lay there for almost hours in the dark when a bright light shined on her. Then the memory moved to young me being rescued by a nice couple. They put her in their car and the wife helped young me with getting comfy on the way to the closest hospital. After 8 hours in the hospital we were back in the nice peoples car with a cast on her leg and her arm. They lived in New York and I stayed with them for about a week. I had grown close with them and they had even started calling me Addison. Then one day we were all on our way to the store when a flying ball of lava came and hit the car from the side. It killed both of the people that cared for me and left young me again crushed in the car sobbing with the fear from the gray room emerging.

Then I herd a familiar voice it was a younger Tony in his second suit coming to look for survivors in the reck. All of a sudden I was back in the gym but this time I was warm. I looked up and saw Bucky on the floor next to me wrapping me in a big hug. His eyes met mine and I felt tears streaming down my face. "I am so sorry..." Bucky whispered to me as he rocked me in his arms. He continued "I wish I could take your panic attacks and make them mine." My eyes shot up to meet his once again and I spoke. "No you already suffer enough as it is." He gave me a small smile "But I would do anything to see the girl who is basically my little sister happy and not scared like you are now... Do you want to go up to the living room and watch a movie to take your mind off it?" I gave a sheepish nod and we walked upstairs and sat on the couch.

I just rested my head on his lap and we watched Mulan, I guess I fell asleep fast because I don't remember any of it. I am glad that I called Bucky because he just makes me feel safe and I can get over what's bothering me.

OK SO IM LEAVING OFF ON A GOOD NOTE BUT I AM SUFFERING FROM WRITERS BLOCK SO I AM GONNA TAKE A BREAK FOR A WEEK OR SO... IF YOU HAVE SOME IDEAS PLEASE MESSAGE ME.