This chapter starts were the events of the last chapter have ended.

Chapter 2

What should I do... Abby thinks while she is lying on her bed and staring to the ceiling. She barely slept last night because her mind couldn't stop thinking. On the one hand she has nothing to lose but on the other she is kind of afraid. Maybe they called the police and it's a trap, she speculates, but why would they. They are fugitives. She sights and stands up. Her backpack is always packed in case she has to go away fast. Only the two books, a sketchbook and a roman that are lying next to her aren't stored yet. She pushes them into the backpack, zips it up and throws the bag on her back. I can at least look were they are staying. She walks through the door and let her gaze glide through the room once more, knowing she probably won't come back.

Abby walks through the city. The skyscrapers wrap her in the shade. It is raining a little and the wind blows through her hair. She looks at the address on the small paper. It is a motel in the south of Minneapolis. It is quite a long walk, but she has no hurry. When she is coming closer to the motel she slows down. She doesn't want to be seen directly so she carefully approaches the parking lot. Because of the cold and rainy autumn day nobody is out on the street. What now? Abby thinks while she stands in the shadow of the motel leaning against the wall. A dumpster stands next to her and it smells awful, but at least they won't see her directly. The motel looks old and in bad repair. "Is this really the right address?" Abby wonders.

"You came." Abby scares up and turns around quickly. "Y-yeah," she stammers, not sure what to say. Black Widow grins, "You don't have to hide behind a dumpster, we're not going to kill you."

"No... Of course not," Abby laughs awkwardly. What was she thinking? With a little blush on her cheeks she follows Black Widow. The building looks less bad from the inside and the red carpet gives a nice vibe.

"So why did you came?" Black Widow takes off her cap of her grey vest and looks at her.

"I don't really know, just curious I suppose," Abby shrugs.

"Still not wanting to talk about your abilities."

"I don't... I'm not special..." She whispers back while she glairs to the ground.

"Well, why are you here than?" She crosses her arms and stands in front of her.

"I just said..." Abby Sputters.

"If you have no abilities we can't help you, so..."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean that you maybe should leave than," she says calmly after saying that she turns around immediately and walks further.

"What? No wait!" Abby knows she is playing with her, but she also knows that she will let her leave behind. So she has no choice other than to tell the woman what she can do.

Abby sighs loudly. "I... I have abilities, but I can't control them."

"So the shaking it was you then?" Black Widow stops and turns to her.

"Yes I did that."

"That's pretty cool then."

Abby shrugs her shoulders. "I think it quite annoying," she murmurs.

"I'm Natasha by the way," she sticks out her hand. Abby takes it. "Abby."

"Come I introduce you to the others."

"Wait..." She bites her lip. "Why are you doing this?"

"It seemed like you could use some help and I think if you control your powers you could be useful for the team."

Abby laughs, "useful? How? You are the Avengers, you don't need a girl who can't control her powers."

"In that case let just say that I wanted to help you."

Abby wants to ask again why, but swallows the question and instead she says: "Thanks."

"Come, I'll introduce you to the others."

They walk in a room with two beds, a girl with long red hair is lying on top of one of the beds while reading a magazine. "Wanda," I want to introduce you to someone," Natasha says. Wanda looks up and is surprised to see her. "Oh, okay. Hi."

Abby raises her hand and smiles back at her. "Hi."

"This is Abby, she is coming with us."

"Oh, uh... I don't want to be rude, but why?" Wanda asks carefully. Abby looks at Black Widow, waiting for her to say something.

"Who is coming with us?" A man walks through the door next to the bed and Abby sees that another room is connected to the room she is standing in. Falcon is followed by Captain America.

"The girl from the store?" Cap asks also surprised.

"You know each other?" Falcon says.

"Yes we met the other day..." The way the Captain is looking at her makes her look away. "Why are you here?" It sounds not super evil, but still the undertone is set.

"She is coming with us," Natasha says firm.

"Sounds like you've already decided." Captain America stairs at the blond haired woman.

"Actually I did yes."

"Why is this girl coming with us? As far as we know she could be a spy for the government, no offence," says Falcon.

"I'm not a spy," interrupts Abby the discussion.

"Great, I'm Sam by the way."

"Abby, Hi-i," she feels incredibly awkward on the moment. Not knowing were the conversation goes to.

"How many times did you steal?" Cap asks suddenly.

"I-I... I'm sorry."

"Steve please, she had a good reason for that."

"That will not automatically say that stealing is good..."

"You stool a car when we chased Bucky down, remember."

"We borrowed it," he opposes.

Natasha rolls with her eyes. "Did you return it?"

"Yes, in fact I did."

"Guys, she is gone," Wanda says suddenly.

Abby can't help it, but for one moment she thought she would be wanted and yet again she is wrong. She rubs her eyes. I can't cry about this, I know this would happen. She sighs deeply and walks out of the motel.

Steve's perspective:

"She had a good reason to steel, though, but she won't tell you," Natasha says angrily.

"What reason than?"

"I have seen how she lives, she has no money. She just had to steal, otherwise she probably had nothing to eat."

Steve is quiet for a moment. He know how hard life can be if you are alone at such a young age. Suddenly he feels guilty about his behavior. "She has no family, has she?"

Natasha shakes her head. "I don't think she has, and besides she has powers. That shaking was indeed caused by her hands."

"I've to go." Why did I have to be such an asshole... He storms out the chamber and runs outside. Just on time because he can just see Abby disappearing around the corner. He runs after her and within seconds he caught up with her. "Wait!"

The girl stops and turns around, she is clearly amazed to see him.

"Sorry I had no idea..."

"You thought I was stealing for fun," she says. Her gaze is hard but her eyes show emotion.

"I did, it was wrong of me to think that. So if you want to stay that is ok."

"I..." She doesn't finish her sentence.

"If you have abilities we can help you."

The girl nods slowly and thinks about it. "I'm Abby by the way," She finally says with a relived smile on her face. Steve sighs lightly from relive. Natasha would have killed him if Abby would have refused because of him. "Steve Rogers, nice to meet you."