Widow's Shield

Trauma

Ana sat on a folding chair underneath the beach umbrella, when all of a sudden a shadow casted over her. "Your blocking my sun." Ana looks up to see MJ standing before her.

"I was dragged here by Peter to make sure you have fun..." MJ states holding out her hand.

"Look Michelle," Ana sighs, "I really hate beaches. And I know you do too, so just do us both a favor and tell Peter that the chances of me having fun is slim to none..."

"Anastasia," MJ sighs, "what's really bothering you?"

"Right now?" Ana asked. "You."

"Okay?" MJ nods, "But seriously why do you hate the beach so much?"

Ana looks up, "I'm strange... I've always been strange... I hated the beach because it reminds me of the cliff."

MJ looks at Natasha, who dropped her book and stared at Ana with a mouth open. MJ sighs, "So this cliff?"

Ana frowns, "Is where my mother went free falling."

Natasha sat up worried.

Ana to avoid the pity look, she will inevitably get, stood up, and ran towards her friends; but then she stop, as soon as she saw the rocks on the other end of the beach.

"Oh shit!" Morgan turned in realization, as did the Barton siblings.

They all ran towards Ana to comfort her.

Morgan embraced Ana, trying to soothe her, "You're fine. You're fine. It's okay."

Lila looks towards the others they all just looked stunned. Ana stopped violent tears began to drop from her eyes. It was too much, too soon.

Steve went over to the group, "Are you alright?"

"It's all too much..." Ana's voice cracked in between her sobs, "too soon. I can't I need to get out."

"Okay?" Natasha sighs, "Let's go."

Ana left with her parents.

"Well, this sucks." Lila sighs throwing the beach ball aside, "Anyone wanna check on Ana?"