Hey guys! This is my second fan fiction story but first ever Avengers story which I'm so excited about! I've been playing with the idea of writing an Avengers story for a while so thought why not do it now?

It's going to be a slow romance due to the fact that Bucky probably has a lot more on his plate but I thought it would be nice for him to have someone get him out of his shell and Louisa find a place in the world. It's obviously set a lot after Age of Ultron due to the fact Bucky is now safely with Steve and on the mend, which will take time lol.

I do not own anything to do with the Avengers, only Louisa :)

Happy Reading!

I stared dully at the scene which is playing out in front of me, bile rising up my throat at how sickly sweet the whole thing was. My step-mum, Laura, was currently waving an ipad around trying to get the whole family into shot whilst juggling a baby on her lap and my two step siblings were hanging off her arms. Dad was sat off to the side, planning what room in the house to rip out and re-do again.

"He's so cute Laura!" A voice gushed, one I recognised to be Natasha Romanoff's. A woman who I looked up to as a mother figure, more than Laura.

"He may seem cute now, but you haven't seen night times!" Dad chirped up, looking over at the Ipad.

Laura had given birth to her and Dad's third baby together about two months ago now, they had named him Nathaniel. Their other two children were Cooper and Lila, both annoying spoilt brats. Then there was me, a mistake Dad had made when he was young and niave, who didn't fit in at all in their little family.

Maybe you could say that I was envious of the family that I was supposed to be apart of, but how could I be when it was clear I wasn't wanted? Sure Dad tried to keep me included in everything but when the woman he had married wanted nothing to do with me, it made everything so much harder.

"Where's Louisa?" I heard Natasha suddenly ask.

Laura looked over at me, glaring in the process whilst Dad gestured for me to speak.

"I'm here Nat." I spoke up rolling my eyes at them both.

"Let me see my favourite Barton!" She said cheerily.

Laura pointed the Ipad so it was facing me and I waved at her, my mood lifting slightly seeing one of my favourite people in the whole world.

"When are you going to come to New York and visit? I'm sure Tony would let you stay at the tower!"

"Hey! I wanna go to New York too!" Cooper whined, taking the iPad off Laura. "Can I come to New York Auntie Nat?"

I scoffed and stood up before walking out of the room, this family was really started to grind my gears. I wasn't even sure why I was still here, I was nineteen afterall. I knew I couldn't just move out because Dad would be heart broken. Maybe going to New York would be the break I needed, but I knew Dad would never go by myself even though Nat would be there to look after me.

"Hey Lou.." Dad said quickly grabbing my wrist before I could go upstairs.

I turned to him sighing, waiting for him to continue.

"Are you okay?" He asked, genuine concern in his voice.

I wanted to scream that no I wasn't okay, tell him that I hated his wife and kids, that for the past ten years I just felt like a complete outcast. Instead though, I just nodded and reassured him that I was fine.

Dad looked relieved as soon as I told him I was okay then smiled at me, telling me that if I ever needed to talk then he was there. I watched him back into the room we both had come from before walking up the stairs to my bedroom. Once the bedroom door was shut, I collapsed on my bed which was on the far side of the room. Instantly, I felt my eyes getting extremely heavy I hadn't realised how tired I actually was. Deciding that sleep was my best option right now, I closed my eyes and settled into my comfortable bed.

When I woke up it was starting to get dark out, the sun was leaving a dark orange glow in the sky as it descended behind the clouds. Groggily, I pulled myself into a sitting position then checked my phone for the time. 6:34pm. I was surprised someone hadn't called me down for dinner.

As I stood up from the bed, I stretched hearing my bones click as I did so. The house was absolutely silent which worried me slightly. I opened my bedroom and saw the lights were off which was strange.

"Dad? Laura?" I called out, to the seemingly empty house. Maybe they were outside? "Cooper? Lila?"

I walked down the stairs, flicking on the downstairs light as I did so. There definitely wasn't anyone here. My worry for the whereabouts of my family had started to kick in as I walked into the kitchen. Something couldn't have happened to them right? I mean my Dad was an Avenger, he would never let anything happen to any of us.

As I entered the kitchen I saw a sticky note pinned up on the fridge so I went over to it and read the writing on it.

Lou,

Gone out for food, Laura said not to disturb you. She said there is left of lasagne in the fridge.

See you soon,

Dad xxx

Of course Laura said not to disturb me, she would do anything to keep me out of their family outings. I just don't get how Dad couldn't see that. Anger coursed through my veins as I screw up the note and threw it in the bin. Opening the fridge, I saw a tiny piece of lasagne sitting in a bowl. Fucking bitch.

I was so angry I literally felt like I was going to explode, all of the anger and frustration that had built up over ten years had finally started to show. I was so done, so fucking done. Always being left out by the people I called family, never feeling like I belonged. I needed to get away from here, as far away as I could. The only place I could think of going was so far away I had no idea how I was going to get there.

Pulling my phone out, I dialled the first name that popped into my head. It rang twice before I heard a smooth "Hello" answer the phone.

"Nat.." I breathed out, trying to keep my anger in check. "I need your help."