Little Situation

Chapter 10

"There are no strings on me," Sarah muttered under her breath as she sat back in the chair for wiping-- her second one of the day but necessary because of the previous mission.

The twins weren't at breakfast, they weren't at lunch either. They must've been on some mission because now it was night and she hadn't seen them all day.

"What's that?" one of the scientists, Marco, asked.

Sarah liked Marco. He wasn't trustworthy but he was nice enough. Nice enough that she could reveal little things to him.

"It's a song. From Pinnochio."

"Pinnochio? The children's movie?"

Sarah had forced Steve... she finally remembered his face. She had forced him to listen to the song multiple times. She remembered her hair still being very low, almost like a buzz. It was early into living with him, maybe only a couple months? He looked at her in exasperation as she grabbed the remote. Looking him dead in the eye, Sarah rewinded the video forcing the song to play again.

"Babydoll?" Steve whined.

"It's from the 40s."

"This wasn't the music I was talking about."

Sarah ignored him and hummed along. Steve sighed and got up off of the couch. He pushed the coffee table aside and bowed low.

"I suppose we can still dance to this. Care to humor your old man?"

Sarah pretended to think about it before rewinding the song to the beginning. Sarah had asked Steve more about his time and the dancing intrigued her so he promised to show her a thing or two when she finally gave in to listening to his old records. This wasn't the compromise he intended but she knew she would win out sooner or later. Steve was such a sucker for her. And because she was a daddy's girl, Sarah stood up and grabbed his hand.

"That's my best girl, put your other hand on my shoulder... you can stand on my feet."

She did to reach Steve's height as he danced for the both of them. He eventually gave in and started singing with Sarah and the track.

"I must've heard it in the Red Room. I think I liked that song."

"I'll try not to wipe it, 001. Open."

Sarah took the mouth guard but didn't slip it in.

"Where are the twins?"

"Strucker died, don't exactly know where they are now. Heard something about a claw and Ultron before they left. The mouth guard."

She nodded and sat back, trying not to scream as the electricity pulsed through her. She was alone again.

Clint's farm was a necessary retreat. It was the only off the grid place they knew they'd be safe. The rest of the Avengers were surprised at this— Tony even going so far to say it was all a decoy at first. They were even more surprised as the two children jumped into Steve and Nat's arms.

"Aunt Nat! Uncle Steve!"

"Hey kiddos."

"Have you found Sarah yet?"

Steve set Cooper down. The room got quiet. Steve looked around and noticed the large wood pile outside the kitchen window.

"Laura, do you need that cut?"