Meeting the Avengers

Captain America and his team are on the run form the government and are hiding in Minneapolis. This story is set after the events of civil war and follows a girl named Abby who meets captain America and Black Widow by chance.

I am originally not from an English country, so it can be that the grammar or words are spelled incorrectly. Thereby this is my first fanfiction on this account, I hope you like this story and enjoy reading it!

I do not own Marvel

Chapter 1:

The supermarket is almost entirely empty. Abby sighs, it is a lot harder to steal when the only people in the market are the boss and a few customers. She walks through the aisles and looks to the food. A lot of the packages are too big to grab, it would be obvious and everybody would notice that her pockets would be full of stolen things. The candy - and muesli bars would fit and are quite tasty as well. Besides what choice does she even have, she has to eat something her stomach is rumbling all day. Quick she grabs some of them and hides them in her hoodie. Like nothing happened Abby walks further through the shop. When the fruit department shows up she stands still before some apples. Water runs into her mouth, she really wants to bite in one of those.

'What are you doing?' She almost gets a heart attack and quickly looks over her shoulder. There is a tall, muscular man standing next to her. Abby realizes that it is Captain America, but she hides her amazement. 'Sorry, what?' She asks him.

'What do you think you are doing?' He repeats.

'I'm shopping...' She looks away.

'Stealing you mean.'

Her heart rate is getting higher. 'No I'm not.' She lies.

'I saw you take those muesli bars.'

'Sorry, but why is that your problem?' She falls out. 'And besides I'm going to pay for those.'

'Yeah sure you are,' he shrugs.

'Hey is something going on?' A woman walks to them. Apparently are all the avengers are shopping in this grocery store in Minneapolis, but luckily it isn't the shopkeeper.

'I don't know... is it?' Cap still stairs at her.

'No, so far I know there isn't.'

'Guess I'm calling the police than.'

'Well do your best,' she is getting angry and that is exactly what better cannot happen. 'Than you can you turn yourself in too.' She hates herself for saying such brutal things to her hero, but it just slipped out.

'True that Cap,' says Black Widow slightly amused.

The man sighs. 'Good point, but I can tell the shopkeeper that you are steeling, or do you still intend to pay for those bars?'

Abby feels herself shaking, they don't see it but she feels it and suddenly it brings her on an idea to make it work as an advantage. 'No I won't.' She quickly says and bows to the ground. When her hand touches the floor tiles the building starts to shake like a straw. 'Wo-ow, w-hat...' Cap and Widow have to find something to hold on to because of the trembling. Abby quickly grabs an apple and runs through the door. When she is outside the supermarket she knows the shaking will stop immediately and as fast as she can she runs away. She doesn't stop until she is safely in her house with the door locked. For just a moment she catches her breath and then she bites in the apple. The flavor is sour and tickles her tongue, but so delicious. The apple is the first thing she had eaten in two days and within a minute it has already disappeared in her stomach. After the apple she starts eating the muesli bars, but the candy bars Abby saves for later. She dumps the papers in a garbage bag and walks to her bed. Her bed is in a really bad shape but it is better than nothing, further the house is empty. Well there is a small kitchen, but it doesn't really work or you want to be gassed and there is a tap but the water is quite dirty. The only positive thing besides her bed is the toilet. She had known worse places than this squatting house, like the street. Abby rills when she thinks back to the winters when she was living on the street, but also the house she's living in now is not really warm in winters. Actually it don't even differ so much of she lives on the street or in this house, she has to do the same things to survive. But still a roof upon you is better than not.

Suddenly a noise penetrates her ears and the next moment a woman with short red hair is standing in front of her. 'What the... How did you...' Abby doesn't finish her sentence, because Black Widow interrupts.

'What happened back there in that supermarket?'

'I don't know, a little earthquake i suppose,' She shrugs. Why did she follow me? Abby thinks.

'Yeah sure, well i don't believe you, earthquakes don't happen here very often.'

'Well what would it be otherwise?'

'You tell me,' she stands there with crossed arms leaning against the door frame, waiting for an answer, but Abby shuts her mouth. She may be an avenger that does not mean she has to trust her.

'You are not going to tell me?' It is a question, but Abby aspects some kind of threat following, she is Black Widow after all.

'Fine, it's your choice.' The threat stays out and Black Widow walks to the door and unlocks it. Before she walks through the doorway she says: 'I know you have abilities.' After saying that she disappears. Abby blinks. What did just happen? She walks towards the door to lock it again. A small cart is lying on the ground, there is an address and a small text written on it. 'If you change your mind, find us here,' Abby reads out loud.