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She didn't know what she was doing there. She knew she didn't need to be here. There were a million other places she should have been. With Steve and Sam. Heading back to New York to be with Tony or even visiting Matt. Hiding from the disaster that had occurred only mere hours before in Washington D.C. She had lost so much. She had lost her job at an organization she cared about. SHIELD was never SHIELD. It was Hydra and she had become their resource. With her help, the people she had worked so hard searching for were now in danger. Normal people would have been running for the hills. She should have been doing that.

However, she was never normal. Because of her stupid abilities and her damn feelings, instead of laying low like she should have been, she was standing in the Smithsonian Air and Space Museum in the Captain America exhibit. It was strange seeing a museum exhibit of a man that she had become so close to. She had come to known someone quite different, but it was a different time.

Maneuvering around the large museum spectators, she made sure to keep herself hidden. It was easy, but she didn't want to look conspicuous. Looking around, her eyes fell on one individual. He was looking at the exhibit for James Buchanan "Bucky" Barnes, Steve's best friend who had died during the war. Anyone who paid close attention to him would think that the likeness was uncanny. That the man looked exactly like Bucky. But of course Bucky died. Except it wasn't the truth. He had survived and was captured by Hydra. Created into another super solider and trained to kill. The man she was staring at was in fact Bucky Barnes.

What may take months, only took her a few hours. She found him. She found Bucky. She found the Winter Soldier. But then again she had become quite good at finding people and knowing things.


New York May 16, 1996

Tony Stark stood in a lawyer's office. Taking a deep breath he looked down the hall to see a little girl with dark hair sitting on a bench with a law intern just reading a book. He couldn't believe he was standing where he was. It felt almost surreal. Being in a lawyer's office under these circumstances. It brought back memories of his parent's death; only this time it was someone else.

Patrick and Amelia McPherson had been friends with his family for as long as he could remember. Hell they were basically family to the Stark's. There wasn't a holiday that they celebrated where he didn't either see them or get a call from them. Especially since his parents had passed, they had been around more and with their daughter. Ten years ago, their daughter named Beatrice was born. Tony liked Beatrice or Bea as he called her. He even had gone as far as calling her bumblebee as a pet name. They had a special relationship and he saw her as a little sister.

When he received the phone call at 5 am that Patrick and Amelia had been killed in a car accident, an incident almost identical to his own parents, he thought it was some sick joke. But immediately his mind went to Bea.

"Mr. Stark, I appreciate you coming so quickly. I know you're a busy man" he heard the lawyer say.

"It's no problem at all Patrick and Amelia are family friends. I wanted to make sure Bea was okay" he said turning to her.

"Well the reason you're here is because of Beatrice" she replied almost instantly.

Tony turned and stared in confusion at the lawyer. She said nothing and pulled out a piece of paper from an envelope.

"Patrick and Amelia named you her legal guardian in the event of their deaths" the lawyer said handing him a piece of paper. Tony frowned slightly at it. Guardian? Him? Patrick and Amelia much have been going crazy to name him guardian of their ten-year-old daughter. It didn't make any sense. He wasn't guardian material at all.

"You do have the option to waive the right though" the lawyer spoke suddenly snapping him out of his thoughts.

"What happens if I waive the right?" Tony asked looked at the will sighing heavily.

The lawyer stayed quiet for a moment and sighed. "Mr. Stark. The McPherson's had no other living relatives. As I'm sure you're aware, Patrick's mother passed away ten years ago, Patrick was an only child, and Amelia grew up in the system herself. There's really no one else. Beatrice would be put in the system and until someone adopted her, she'll probably bounce from home to home."

"What about that woman Grandma was friends with? That Carter woman?" Tony asked setting the piece of paper on the table.

The lawyer smiled at him slightly. "Ms. Carter would have had to file a request for custody and we've already spoken to her, she thinks Beatrice's best place is with you.

"I don't know anything about raising a kid" Tony protested. "Basically still a kid myself, or so I've been told."

"Mr. Stark, not many people know how to raise children. Luckily they learn. You also have a ten year old on your hands not an infant or a toddler. Beatrice will be able to handle herself. You just need to guide her" the lawyer smiled sadly at him. "Clearly her parents respected you enough and trusted you enough to look after their little girl."

Tony licked his lips and nodded his head for a moment. He turned back to the window and looked down the hallway at Bea. Could he handle raising her? Would he be good at raising a kid? He didn't know the answer and he felt terrified of both of his options. He'd be a complete dick if he'd let some of his parents closest friend's child go into the state, but if he raised her, how much would he screw her up. What was the right thing to do? "Can I go talk to her?" he suddenly spoke.

"You know where she is" he heard the lawyer say.

"Hey bumble bee" Tony greeted her sitting down beside her. "Whatcha reading?"

"Hi Tony" Bea replied not looking up from her book. "It's Alice in Wonderland."

"Interesting choice" Tony nodded at her.

"My mom and I were reading it together" Bea said setting it down.

Tony felt nervously suddenly. What was he suppose to tell her? That she and her mom wouldn't be finishing a book together because she was dead? How did he get himself into this situation? He mentally cursed both Patrick and Amelia. Why and how did they think he would be a good fit for taking care of their daughter.

"My mom and dad are dead aren't they?" Bea looked up at him and blinked. Tony shifted uncomfortably for a moment unsure of how to handle the question.

"It's okay. You don't have to hide it from me like everyone else does" the little girl told him going back to coloring. "No one had to tell me anything. I already knew."

Tony frowned at the ten-year-olds comment. "How?"

Bea shrugged slightly. "I had a dream about it. Mom and dad were in a car crash. I saw the car flip and I woke up. Then I had a bad feeling and I just knew."

Tony stayed silent. He couldn't explain what he was hearing. He didn't know how to respond. The kid was going all shinning and Sixth Sense on him and he didn't know whether or not to be excited or just hand the kid to the state. However, something told him that letting go his parental rights wasn't right. He knew what it was like to lose his parents. Though he was much older than Bea, it still was a lot to handle. The lawyer was right. She needed someone to at least guide her.

"So what's going to happen to me now?" Bea asked quietly looking at him breaking his train of thought.

"Actually you mom and dad wanted me to look after you. That is….if you're okay with it?" he replied taking a deep breath.

"You mean live with you?" Bea's eyes went big. "In your house?"

Tony nodded at her. "If you want to, yes."

"Will I be able to go to school still?" Bea asked him.

"Oh you'll definitely be going to school" Tony smirked at her. "And college. You can be in school the rest of your life if you want to."

"Do I get my own room?" she looked at him closely.

"What do you think I live in kid? A shoebox" he glared playfully at her.

Bea made a face and looked down at her book, clearly deep in thought. Looking back up at him she nodded her head. "Okay. I'd like to come live with you."


Eleven years later...

Bea slammed her hand on her phone as her alarm went off. Opening her eyes she groaned and rolled over. 7 am had come too soon. Today was the day she was headed back to NYU for her junior year. She was looking forward to heading back to school and being with her friends, but something was going to be off about today. She didn't know what, but something was going to happen. She kicked over covers off and got out of bed. She had to get moving.

"Good morning JARVIS" she called out as she walked toward her dresser.

"Good morning Miss McPherson. I trust you slept well" the A.I. replied to her.

"I slept okay" she responded going through T-shirts. "Anything I need to know about this morning."

"You have a voicemail from Mr. Stark" JARVIS replied. "Shall I play it for you?"

"Yes please if it's no trouble" Bea said as she put her hair up into a messy bun.

"No problem at all Miss McPherson" JARVIS said instantly before playing the message.

"Hey bumblebee" Tony's voice began. "Sorry again I can't be there to send you off to your third year of college, but you know how work goes. You're going to have a great year, but you know the rules. Keep your grades up. No late night drunk calling. No getting arrested. No drugs that will cause brain damage. No unplanned pregnancies. Just be safe, but also have fun. Say it with me. Have fun. Please for the love of God, go to a party or something. I need good college stories to hold over your head in the future. I'll see you in a few weeks when I'm in New York. Also do try not to make Pepper cry as your leaving again. I'll never hear the end of it. Text me when you're back at your dorm. Love you kiddo."

Bea smiled at the message and shook her head. Typical Tony and his jokes. She loved it. Living with him definitely changed her life for the better. Yes, she did miss her parents often and wondered about them, but they did good from beyond the grave by making him her legal guardian. Tony was an interesting guardian to say the least. He was busy with work often and there were times where she would go weeks without seeing him, but whenever he was home, he always made time for as much as he could. She thought she broke his heart a little by choosing NYU over his alma mater MIT. Then again, while she enjoyed science and engineering she didn't have a passion for it. She wanted to do research of some sort. She had considered doing law as it would open a number of doors, but she wasn't sure she wanted to do law school once she graduated. It's one of the reasons she chose history as a degree as it would open a number of doors and options.

Putting on a pair of jeans and a black t-shirt, she walked out of her room and went downstairs to grab breakfast. She had a few hours to kill before her flight back to New York. Walking into the kitchen, she saw Tony's personal assistant Pepper Potts sitting at the table reading the newspaper.

"Morning kiddo" Pepper said setting down the newspaper she was reading as Bea walked over to the fridge. "Got all your stuff packed?"

"I think so" Bea nodded pulling out some orange juice from the fridge. "I have my important stuff at least. Laptop. Textbooks. Phone. Plane tickets. If I'm missing anything I'll just get it from Tony in a few weeks or go to the store."

Pepper smiled sadly at her. "He was really sorry he couldn't be here. He didn't say it, but he had his disappointment face on."

Bea shook her head chuckling to herself slightly. "It's really not that big of a deal Pep. It's just my third year of college. The first and the last are the most important. I get it. Tony's a workaholic. He's always been that way since I've known him."

"Well true" Pepper said making a face and nodding. "But your first year went by so fast and now you're in your third year. In two years time, you'll be graduating and going off to graduate school or getting a job. It's just so hard to believe. When I started working here you were just some teenager that Tony could barely handle."

Bea sat down at the table with her. "I was perfectly fine. He just doesn't understand teenagers and as he said so many times, he had the option to waive guardian rights and guess what he didn't" she said pointing her finger. "Also don't start going down memory lane too much, Tony specifically told me not to make you cry today."

"I will refrain from shedding tears" Pepper smirked at her. "I promise, but that doesn't mean I'm going to stop gushing over how proud I am of you."

"Okay Pepper, you're going to make me cry" Bea said sitting down and grabbing a box of cereal.

"Have you heard from any of your friends?" Pepper asked pouring milk on her cereal for her.

"Thanks. Ravi is already back and I will be seeing him on Monday bright and early at 8 am for Criminal Justice. Priya isn't coming back until Tuesday since she's still visiting and got away with no Monday classes, so I'll have the apartment to myself. Matt's already there obviously since he lives there" Bea told Pepper in response, taking a bite to eat of her cereal.

"Very nice" Pepper smiled at her. "So you and Matt…."

Bea pointed her spoon at the redhead. "Don't finish that thought. I dealt with this with Tony I am not with you."

Pepper smirked at her. "You two just seem really close. You're really good friends. Anything could happen."

Bea shook her head. "No, I don't think I could ever see Matt like that at all. Besides I don't have the time nor the energy for a boyfriend."

"That's what you said during high school. Tony is basically begging for you to bring a guy home so he can intimidate the hell out of him" Pepper smiled at her, chuckling slightly.

"Well at least he's not asking me if I'm a lesbian again" Bea sighed shaking her head.

"He did what!" Pepper exclaimed her eyes going wide.

"Yeah when I was a junior in high school he asked if my lack of dating had to do with the fact that I was in the closet" Bea said before drinking her leftover milk from the bowl.

"Oh my god. Sometimes I wonder how he was even fit to raise you" Pepper said putting her face in her hands and shaking her head.

"Hey I turned out okay I'd say" Bea said getting up. "I'll get my stuff together. You'll still taking me to the airport right?"

"I cleared my entire schedule for the morning just for her" Pepper smiled.

"You're the best. I'm glad Tony took my advice to keep you around" Bea told her before walking out of the kitchen.

Pepper frowned slightly in response. "Hey come back here! What does that mean?"


Bea sat quietly as she and Pepper pulled up to the airport. Normally if Tony had been in town, he would have flown with her on the jet, but since he was in the Middle East, it wasn't possible. Still, she didn't mind as it was a short flight and it would give her some alone time without being constantly bothered.

As the two women got out of the car, Pepper's phone began to ring. As Pepper answered, Bea grabbed her backpack and her suitcase from the trunk of the car and turned to Pepper. The assistant's face fell and she looked terrified. She put down her phone and looked directly at Bea.

"Pepper" Bea looked at her curiously. "Is everything okay?"

Pepper looked at her silently for a moment and shook her head. "That was Rhodey. The convoy Tony was in was attacked. Bea….Bea he's missing."

Bea felt her heart stop and she shook her head back and forth. "No. No." she whispered. "H…H…How…Pepper…is…is he..de..dead?"

Pepper ran over to her and hugged the young girl. She had to stay strong for her. "They are doing everything they can right now sweetheart. They'll find him. Tony's tough. You know that."

Bea pulled away from her and shook her head. Her feeling from earlier today. It came true. Something bad did happen. Tony was now missing. "I can't leave. Not until they find Tony."

"Bea you can't do that" Pepper protested.

"I can't get on the plane Pepper" she said tears welling up in her eyes.

"You need to get on the plane you hear me?" Pepper told her sternly. "Tony would want you to get on that plane. I promise you we will find him. I will keep you in the loop. You need to get back to school. It will be okay!"

Bea looked at her silently for a moment. She felt completely useless in that moment. She needed to do something, but she didn't know what. All she felt herself doing was slowly nodding, but on the inside she was screaming no.


Getting on the plane was just as hard if not worse than she imagined. The entire time, she held back her tears as best as she could in order not to attract any unwanted attention. She didn't know if the news had dropped about Tony, but she didn't want to take the chance of ending up on the news herself. She promised Pepper she would stay strong, but she wasn't sure she would be able to keep that promise.

Grabbing her luggage off the conveyor belt, she began to walk to the bus area to get shuttled back to school. As she walked towards the buses, she stopped in her tracks. Standing in front of her was a young man, wearing darkened glasses, holding a cane, and a sign that read McPherson. She felt her jaw tremble as she walked over to the man.

"Murdock. What the hell are you doing here?" she barely managed to get out.

"I…I heard the news" he began. "I didn't think a phone call was enough to see how you were doing and…."

Before he could finish, Bea flung her arms around him. He gripped her tightly and pulled her close. She couldn't hold the tears back anymore. She let herself go, not caring anymore. She was with her best friend.

"Hey" Matt said gently. "I've got you." He pulled away from her and put his hand on her damp cheek. "It's going to be okay."


Bea met Matt Murdock her very first day of classes at NYU. As everyone was rushing around trying to get to classes, Matt got lost and Bea happened to be looking for the exact same classroom as he was. It really didn't hit her that he was blind until she made a comment about looking at something and he responded that he wasn't able to see it. They became fast friends. Bonded over the fact that they had dead parents. Matt wanted to be a lawyer and hoped to attend law school at Columbia once they graduated. He tried to convince her to try for law school as well, but she was never convinced. She thought she would have made a terrible lawyer.

They were always there for one another when they needed each other. There were many nights where one was stressed over papers or tests and no matter what time it was, a simple phone call would result in de-stressing time that included walks or point to get a bite to eat. Their other friends always wondered why they hadn't started dating, but it was a conversation that never really came up between them.

He brought her to their favorite diner they liked to eat at. Within seconds of sitting down, their waiter Roger brought them two plates of waffles and sat them in front of the friends.

"Wait I didn't order yet…" Bea looked at Roger in confusion.

"It's all taken care of. Don't worry about a thing" Roger smiled at her before walking off. Bea frowned further in confusion and looked at Matt for an answer.

"I may have called ahead and ordered for us. You always eat breakfast food when you're upset or stressed. I figured it might help" he smiled at her slightly.

"You know me too well. Thanks Matt" she replied in response. She grabbed a fork and knife and began to cut into the waffle.

"Has there been any news?" Matt spoke.

"Nothing yet" Bea told him shaking her head. "Pepper texted me once I got off the plane. Rhodey is using as many resources as he can to find him."

Matt took a deep breath and looked in the direction of his friend. "They'll find him Bea. Don't lose hope."

The brunette put down her fork and knife and sighed. "I think it happened again."

"Wait did you…"

"No not that one. The other one. I just knew this morning. I woke up and I just knew something bad was going to happen."

"Bea, if this keeps happening, why don't you tell someone" Matt asked her.

"Matt what am I suppose to say?" Bea exclaimed to him. "Chances are no one would believe me. That everything that came out of my mouth was just hindsight. No one would take me seriously."

"You don't know that" Matt looked at her in disbelief.

Bea sat back in the booth and looked to the side. "How would you begin to explain what you can do? It's like that Matt. It's just something that you can do and not explain."

Matt moved his hand across the table and offered an open palm to Bea. She slowly took his hand and he squeezed it gently. "I believed you."

"Well that was a little different given the circumstances" Bea smirked slightly. "You understand because you're like me in a way." Her face fell as she noticed the red mark underneath his right eye. It was hidden by way of his glasses, but now she could see it.

"What's with your face?" she asked looking at him curiously.

"Just went for a couple or rounds. Needed to blow off some stress" Matt said taking his glasses off with his free hand. "How bad is it?"

"I've seen worse on you. You can only really tell if the light is directly hitting your face" Bea told him honestly. "Do you want to go to the gym? I could use something to distress besides waffles."

Matt chuckled slightly. "What you need right now is some sleep and rest Bea. You need to take it easy."

"Well that's going to be a little difficult for me" Bea said pulling away from his hand.

Matt just sighed at her and shook his head. "Come on let's go I'll walk you home" she told him.


Bea walked Matt back to his apartment, which was only a few blocks away from her own. "I promise I will call you when I get home Matthew" she groaned after Matt insisted she call him when she got back to her apartment.

"You better" Matt smirked at her. "Or you'll be indirectly responsible if I get hit by a car walking back over there myself."

"Shut up you idiot" she hit him playfully. "I'll see you later." With that she began to walk down the sidewalk. The sun was starting to go down and her nerves were even worse than before. She hoped Tony was okay more than anything. She wasn't ready to say goodbye to him. She wasn't ready to lose someone else.

She shook her negative thoughts as best as she could, but they still lingered. Turning down an alleyway for a short cut. She frowned at the sound of footsteps behind her. Slowly coming to a stop, she turned around to look. There was nothing there. Continuing to frown, she looked around again seeing nothing in the darkness.

Suddenly, she felt someone grab her and throw her against the brick wall of the alley. Slumping to the ground, she groaned and opened her eyes. She saw someone walking towards here all clad in black. A mask obstructed the face of her attacker. Before she could get up, she was grabbed by the neck by the figure's hand. However, something was different about the hand and the arm as she tried to push him away. The arm felt cold and made of metal. Gasping for air, she grabbed it and with a freed leg kicked her attacker sending him back. She quickly got up and ran as fast as she could. Her first thoughts were to Matt's apartment and the next thing she knew she disappeared completely.

With a loud bang, she hit the ground of the hallway. Looking around she was safe now. Who was after her? Did it have something to do with Tony's disappearance as well. It didn't make any sense. She started shaking at what she realized she had done. She did it again. She was in the alley one minute and the next in the hallway. Breathing heavily, she heard someone approaching and turned to see Matt walking to his door. He hadn't even made it home yet.

Her friend stopped. "Bea?" Matt frowned running over to her, dropping to the ground. He felt her shaking uncontrollably and began to sob. "What happened?" he pulled her close.

"I….I didn't mean to do it again" she sobbed into his chest. "Someone attacked me on the way home and I…I just thought of here and ended up here."

Matt took a deep breath and held her closer. "It's okay Bea. You're okay." However, despite what he said, he didn't believe it at all. He knew in that moment his best friend was in danger and it was only the beginning.


Bea wasn't the same girl she was when this had all started. She was a completely different person now. She wouldn't be able to recognize herself. She had grown so much and learned things that she never thought possible. Everything that happened had lead up to this moment.

She wasn't sure if he had noticed her staring at him. She assumed if he had, he'd be running for the door. Bucky or whatever he was calling himself was deep in thought reading the exhibit about himself.

She smiled to herself thinking of how quickly she had been able to find Bucky. How long it would probably take Steve and Sam to find him, if they could. People underestimated her at times, but then again she kept her abilities to herself. She wasn't like Iron Man, Thor, the Hulk, Captain America, Hawkeye, or Black Widow. She wasn't an Avenger. She was just Bea. She had been sitting on the sidelines for too long. It was time for her to take charge and do something. It might not have been the one everyone thought was best. But it was the one she knew that needed to be done.

After Civil War, this whole storyline kind of appeared out of nowhere. This story begins at the end of the Winter Soldier and then will go back and forth between the events leading up to Civil War and flashbacks from previous Marvel movies. Beatrice is going to be exposed to a lot different events. I'm still debating what, but that entirely depends on the response too. What are you interested in seeing her in?

So let me know what you think! I made a resolution to myself this summer that any idea I had relating to Fan Fiction and any fandom I was apart of, I'd write at least a couple of chapters and see if I got any response. If I did, I'd definitely continue and if not, the delete button was easy to find. Should I continue this or scrap it?