Thorn #3 (Sequel To Hawkgirl)

Part 3

Once more a year had passed since my last adventure.Time seemed to flow too quickly ever since.My arm was in a better shape and so was my head and face.I was mostly worried about my arm since it was broken in three different places.But it appeared to heal well and with the right amount of exercising and resting I was able to train and use my bow in a matter of months.

My father didn't leave my side this time.Literally he was with me till the day I was finally able to shoot an arrow properly again.

My mother was more of a support at home,as they say,as well.But she did her part as much as she could since she was pregnant once more.

A new Barton member.

Dad had made a bet with Natasha,when she had visited us to see how I was doing,and said that it would be a boy while Natasha said a girl.If she won she would give her name to the new member if she loose...well that's something that even my dad didn't say out loud.Probably not to cause any questions to my siblings.But his smirking attitude told me that it had to do something with Bruce and her.

If the two of them were still a thing.

Upon visiting us she taught me more of her martial arts.How to use quick punches for my advantage and bring down someone with quick yet easy movements,with both arms and legs.Being slim was a plus meaning I was light enough to jump on someone easily but being tall wasn't,meaning I could easily hit my head on low ceiling if I jump on someone in a close space.I was just around my father's height maybe slightly taller but not tall enough as Steve was.In that thought I remembered how Bucky was towering over me as well.He was a good head taller than me.The memories of our fights were burning my head and dreams.I didn't knew what the feeling was.

Soon after Natasha's visit the team had contacted once more to a new mission.My bubbly personality had gotten out at that moment and I had begged my father for long endless hours to let me join him even actually telling him that I would find a way to sneak in.The idea didn't sound appealing to his ears in the least.But at long last he approved.But I had to be close to him at all times.

Obviously he was worried since the moment he agreed.And so was mom.It isn't everyday that your child returns from a near death experience beaten up in your doorstep.The only reason he didn't come searching for me last time was because I needed to see myself that the world wasn't as safe as our house.He blindly had trusted Nick with my protection.

Even after a year they were worried.But I was fine,more than fine.Ready for more.Not because we had a new mission but because I would be able to get my hands in new technology.Ever since the day I was able to collect information about Bucky I didn't stop.Every video and biography info that I found I collected and read it again and again.

I knew so much about him yet he had no idea who I was,even he probably had barely idea who he was.His frequent visits on the Captain America museum stated that he was trying somehow to regain some of his memories.The thing that put me at ease though was the fact that he hadn't realized I was tracking him.He was trying his best to stay underground and out of HYDRA's claws yet I would appear a threat to him.

But I wasn't.I only wanted to help.To help him find himself.

This was a secret I never told my family.I would always hide it from them that I still had some technology on me and information about an ex assassin of HYDRA.It wouldn't sound delightful to them.

Despite his visits back to DC he was moving as much far away from there as possible.By now he was somewhere in New York City.He was stable there for a week or so.So that meant he would be somewhere close to Stark Tower.Or so I hoped.I hadn't been to a lot of places besides New Mexico, New York and Washington but I hoped I could see more.

Natasha had left us a few days after they were contacted in order to get ready herself.In the mean time and after my birthday had passed we were ready for a new adventure.I was once more welcoming my birthday with a new adventure.This was getting a habit now.

My father had warned me to stick close to him and I obliged.I didn't want another broken limb.

We were one step close to our mission while I was closer to my own.

Once more the Avengers would be united.