Chapter 4
The Avengers working on the Hydra case were in one of the tower's many debriefing rooms. That group included Wanda, Sam, Scott and Bucky.
Nick Fury, S.H.I.E.L.D.'s grumpy director, had sent them a short video message and a file, they had all gathered here to view it. It had been five days since Natalie had mustered the strength to move, Bucky and Sam had been changing the IV bag and worrying. The rest of the team knew she was there, but weren't as invested as Sam and Bucky, who had been impatiently waiting and pacing for the past few days.
Scott was lounged in the chair across Bucky, eating a banana. They were all still waiting for Wanda, who was almost always 15 minutes late to every meeting with starbucks.
"Why do you think she doesn't get her coffee before meetings? Also it's 5pm on a thursday. Does she ever sleep?" Scott asked.
"I don't think so." Sam laughed, looking up from his phone, he was sitting in the stiff-backed gray chair next to Bucky. "I get up at 5 every morning for runs and breakfast. Half of the time when Wanda's in the tower the leftovers I put in the fridge the night before are gone, and I definitely get up first."
After a few minutes of Bucky's metal fingers nervously drumming on the table Wanda opened the door, coffee in hand.
"Hi! Sorry I'm late, again. I had some errands to run first." She grinned and took the remaining chair next to Scott.
"You better be catching up on sleep tomorrow Wanda." Sam said, "I'm worried about you.""I'm fine Sam, trust me."
Bucky pushed a few buttons on his phone and a two-sided flat projection flicked to life in the middle of the table. This little light screen was a mass produced communication hologram Stark tech was making.
The video appeared on the screen, Fury's strict commanding face visible behind the play button. He seemed to be in a newly built office, either that or it was unnaturally clean. Bucky pushed another button on his phone and it started playing.
"Avengers!" He barked, and even though it was pre-recorded everyone sat up straight in their chairs. "This is a recording because apparently my workers need directing as we rebuild. But Lang recovered files from the computer system under Wilson's excellent command. We just finished decrypting the experiment data, seeing what you recovered that became our top priority. The base locations are next, I sent what we have decrypted over in that file. Seeing how Willson and Barnes are trying to nurse the girl back to health this should help. Expect updates soon." The S.H.I.E.L.D. logo displayed for a few seconds before Bucky shut it off.
"So that's what's in the file." Scott said, face serious for the first time. "Also how's she doing? I haven't been paying much attention."
"Her name's Natalie, and she's due to wake up any day now. But that's not important." Sam said."So soon? Last time I checked, Strange said by the end of the month, right?"
"Enhanced metabolism, like Parker. But that's not what's important."
"Sorry."
"Bucky shouldn't read these.-"
"-Yeah, I don't really want to either."
Sam sighed, then began again, "I can read them, it's my job as a therapist to let you guys know when possible triggers are there."
"Yeah, thanks Sam." Wanda said.
"So... meeting adjourned?" Scott asked.
"Not exactly, can you guys hang around for a few minutes so I can read then relay? Or I can send the files to whoever wants to go home."

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Tragedy of Natalie Thomas-MCU
ActionThis is a story about my Marvel OC Natalie. I incorporated some of my favorite elements from the cinematic universe, including Hydra. ;) I'm a sucker for angst and tragic backstories so be prepared. This is my second try at writing this story. Spoil...