Take the leap of faith.
fear·less
/ˈfirləs/
adjective
adjective: fearless
lacking fear.
Becca has lived in captivity her whole life until she finds her mother after seventy years of being apart. But when Ultron attacks, the daughter is sent to live...
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Becca couldn't contain her emotions when she stepped into her mother's room. She was barely conscious as Steve was beside her holding his newborn nephew in his arms. The teenager giggled at the sight of her uncle holding her new baby brother. His bicep was bigger than Jamie's small body. So for the giant man to be holding such a small and fragile baby in his arms was a sight to behold. She quietly took out her phone and snapped a picture to show her boyfriend and friends later.
"звездная пыль." Stardust. Her father said, gaining her attention away from her uncle and brother. She walked over to where her father sat beside his wife and Mary finally saw her daughter for the first time in seven months.
"Baby." Mary said raspily, her voice was hoarse from the pain of childbirth and her energy was depleted exponentially. She barely had the strength to stay awake for much longer. But Becca knew she wanted to see her before she finally gave in to her tiredness and slept.
"I'm here, Mama." Becca said as she sat in the chair her father was previously sitting in. His hand resting on his daughter's shoulder as he stood behind her. "You can sleep, we'll all still be here when you wake up. I promise." She says quietly.
Bucky nods in agreement with his daughter, "Jamie's sleeping now anyways, Doll. You should sleep too."
Mary smiles weakly, her three immediate family members could tell she was fighting it so she could see her family together in one room, in a peaceful setting. Something that hadn't been seen before, ever. Because every other time all four of them were in a room together, it was under stress, the chaos and the looming threat of the governments pushing for their arrests. Here they were safe. Here they were free.
"I love you." Mary says softly to her family before her hazel eyes closing and her breathing soon evens out, indicating she was finally resting and asleep.
Becca stands, hugging her father before making her way around her mother's bed to where her uncle sat with her brother in his giant arms. His blue eyes meet hers as he chuckles softly, making sure not to wake his sleeping nephew, "I saw you take a picture." He teasingly scolds.
"I had to." She teases back quietly. Her eyes looking down at her brother's sleeping form, "Can i hold him?" She asks as she pulls a chair quietly beside her uncle.
Steve reluctantly nods, causing his brother in law to chuckle as he watches his daughter carefully take her brother into her arms. Jamie squirms in the new and much skinnier arms but eventually lulls back to sleep. "Your Ma's going to be pissed if i don't get a picture of this, B." Steve teases softly as he stands from his chair. He eyes his phone, he knew how to use them now for the most part, but he still preferred the older phones. When he finally manages to get the camera working on his phone, Becca smiles wide, holding her brother up slightly for the camera to see his sleeping form wrapped in a Wakandan style blanket that had an embroidered name on the hem, T'Challa.
