Here is what chapter 5 was but I'm changing it. This time Audrey isn't going back to her dimension at all.
Clint and Thor will still be fighting over who gets her.
Also, a surprise will come in a future chapter where we learn something about the Winter Soldier and this dimension Audrey's family.
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Hours later, I finally think that we are safe for now. Bucky stops driving like a madman, driving slower and trying to be inconspicuous. Clay has put his gun away, though he still looks all around. Its like he's expecting something to happen.
"So." I announce, turning around and facing the others in the backseat. "What are your names? I know their's." I add, gesturing to Bucky and Clay.
"Well, beautiful, I am Jake Jensen." The blond haired man says, smiling at me, acting lustfully though his eyes aren't.
"I am Carlos, but you may call me Cougar, Darling." The Spaniard says, smiling at me nicely, as his nickname sparks the memories in my mind, connecting them.
"You're the Losers." I exclaim, looking at each of them, amazed, before turning to Clay. "My Uncle is the leader of the Losers."
Another thought enters my mind. My eyes look back at Jensen, wondering if one comic was true, the one that did an alternate dimension. In that one, Darcy Lewis and Jensen are cousins and the grandchildren of Steve Rogers.
"Is your cousin Darcy Lewis?" I ask Jensen, watching his eyes widen in shock, before I lean back, looking at Bucky.
Happy, I start bouncing around, realizing where I know his metal arm from. He is Bucky, an old friend of Steve Rogers, who was the Winter Soldier, and a Russian assassin. That is where we should go, to Manhattan, to see Darcy and Steve.
"We should go to Manhattan. We will be safe with the Avengers and Darcy." I announce, turning around and looking out the windshield.
"Why should we go there?" Bucky demands, looking at me strangely, like he can see inside my mind.
"To have Steve help with your mind." I pause as another idea pops up. "Or we could go to Westchester, New York. Professor Xavier is a telepath and can help with your memories."
"Who said that my mind needed help?" Bucky demands, hands gripping the steering wheel tight enough to leave dent.
"Um. Where I come from, everyone knows that you were the Winter Soldier, brainwashed to do horrible things. When someone says the codewords, you become the Soldier again." I hesitantly explain as much as I can.
" I already had someone help me with the trigger words. Everyone is safe from me." Bucky replies, acting defensive.
"Good." I answer, unsure what to say now. "Just so you know, I wasn't scared of you at any time. You have protected me."
"What about me? I'm your Uncle. How the hell do you not know about me?" Clay thunders, glaring at me.
"Where I come from, my mother didn't have any siblings." I tell him, closing up, not going to add anything else.
"Does it have to do when you died a few years ago, during your eighth grade school year?" Clay asks, calming down.
"Yes. I don't want to talk about it and her family shouldn't be involved." My words don't make sense to anyone but me.
"Ok. We are heading to Manhattan, to see the Avengers." Bucky decides, kind of grinning at me, but also a little worried.