Ana sat on her childhood bed, trying to figure out why. Why did she get traumatized? What she said out there was true, she shouldn't be traumatized. She was a mere three days old, when it happened, granted she has photographic memory.
No! Her mind screams. Even with my memory, I shouldn't even remember it. Morgan said so... I didn't even see it happen.
"We can make her feel better." Lila beamed.
"I've dealt with her for 28 years, Aunt Nat." Morgan sighed, "I know how her mind works..."
"What have you got to loose?" Cooper shrugged. "Well... ya know? Except Nathaniel's head."
Nathan was about to punch his brother, when Lila got in between her brothers, "Now, now, boys. We mustn't loose our heads." she warns.
Natasha gestures to the bedroom door, "She's in there."
"It's lock." Steve declared as Morgan walked towards the door.
Morgan shook the knob and turned to the Bartons, "Level 5."
"What?!" Lila looked at her friend shocked, "Is the princess loosing her touch, now?"
"Can you just open the door?" Morgan sounded annoyed.
Lila looked at Morgan and called out, "J.A.R.V.I.S. can you tell Uncle Tony sorry."
"Of course, Ms. Lila." the AI responded.
"Okay now that that's done..." Lila kicked the door and it broke in half, vertically. "Okay..." Lila smiled.
"What the hell?!" Natasha demanded. "What did the door ever do to you?!"
Lila turned towards her aunt, "Seriously, Auntie? What is more important to you, your daughter or the damn door?"
Morgan couldn't careless about the question, she found Ana lying on the bed face planted on her pillow sobbing. Morgan sat beside her friend, "What happened?"
Ana sat up and turned to face Morgan and noticing the door split in half. Ana frowns and hands Morgan her phone. "Remember the guy we saw at the subway on my 21st birthday, before we went back in time?"
"Yeah." Morgan nods and looks at the phone it was a text from Charlie that had the same words as the note in Ana's hand.
Today
I can't find the words
To say.How much you meant to me
So let's restart,
My name is Prince T'Chakka
Of Wakanda
And hopefully also in your heart."I'm sorry to tell you this but," Morgan gives the phone back and looks at Ana, "it seems the guy that got away is the prince that you let go."
Ana frowned.
"The way I see it is you have two choices, either you go to Wakanda or you live your life without him." Morgan stood up, "Either chose you have to get out of this room..."
"C." Ana laid back down.
Morgan looked at her friend confused.
"I picked C. To do nothing and just stay here." Ana clarified.
"Okay that's it!" Morgan then calls the Bartons in the room, "Nathan has something to tell you."
"What?" Ana looks at the youngest Barton.
"I... I... do I have to?" Nathan turns to his sister.
Lila nodded and Nathan reluctantly held out his own phone, "A few years ago, I created an online dating profile..." Nathan sighs.
Ana looked at Nathan and shrugged, "Okay?" But Nathan looked away. "Nathan, it's nothing to be ashamed of, so you have a dating profile. We're all adults here, who have busy lives and it's not like we really have time to go and meet people."
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Widow's Shield
FanfictionYears after the death of Natasha Romanoff, a 21 year old Ana Stark comes looking for answers. Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing except Ana Stark.