You know it. I know it. Marvel owns rights to Avengers. I only claim plot line and OCs


The crisp air was on the right side of relaxing. I was caught up in my own mind that I didn't realize I was being trailed until I was pinned against the brick wall of an alley and a hand camped over my mouth
"You're a hard one to track" my assailant chuckled, I aimed a kick for his groin that he dodged and cold steel entered my side my scream was muffled
"There see what you made me do?" he chided tossing something behind him, "you have such a pretty face I would hate to miss it up even if you can heal" as he continued to talk I focused on my telepathy
"What's going on in that mind of yours" a finger traced down my cheek "I'm sure he wouldn't mind if I delivered you a little broken. I could have some-" he cut off removing his hand.
"If he thinks I will come willingly just because big bad men come after me, he's got another thing coming. And what better way to prove that than with a message" I breathed "you will go back to him. You tell him you found me and you tell him that if he wants me; he can get off his cowardly lying ass and get me himself! And after that you will take your gun; I know you have one, and you will blow your brains out right in front of him" I growled "go!" he turned and swiftly walked away.
I let out a sigh of relief wincing from the pain in my side, the knife was broke leaving the blade embedded in me, I was so tired from my telepathy I wouldn't be able to heal if I pulled it free; I would just bleed out.

"Jarvis?" I breathed slightly lightheaded from the blood loss
'Yes Doctor?' "Is there anyone awake?"
'Captain Rogers is currently in the gym' "okay. Can you tell him that I need assistance on medical?"
'He is on his way. Doctor my scans are showing that your vitals are dangerously low and that you are wounded' "yeah. I know".

I couldn't stop myself from crying out when Steve removed the blade, I shakily reached over trying to find the wound to stop the blood from flowing as it healed; Steve placed my hand over it keeping his on top, I felt the tingling sensation {that I never felt before until Steve mentioned it}.
"It didn't puncture anything did it?" Steve asked "no. Too small of a blade" I let out a shaky breath
"James Jones. He works for some terrorist organization. I don't know who, Fury never told me. Anyway for the past four years he's been sending guys after me"
"How do you know him?" Steve asked
"He's my dad. He went missing when I was sixteen, originally we believed that he was taken forcefully, turns out we were wrong."


I digested what Stephanie had told me "what happened to the man that attacked you tonight?" I asked calmly
"I sent him back to James with a message" Stephanie replied with a dark look in her eyes the blue one hiding behind her hair I sighed brushing it back, she had a faint blush and looked away
"I heard about Phil" I said softly "bet Stark couldn't wait to shoot a nasty message to Fury" she chuckled quietly swaying on the bed I had to stop her from falling
"I need. . I need to-" "you need to rest" I insisted, "you've probably lost a lot of blood mixed in with the use of your powers, you must be exhausted. Now lie down and sleep. That's an order".


My head met the pillows "thank you Steve" I said tiredly closing my eyes "you're welcome Stephanie" warm lips pressed against my forehead before I fell peacefully into sleep.
The alarm blared jarring me awake so violently that I fell from the bed, I looked around the out of focus room, a very blurry Steve knelt down slipping my glasses on "are you okay?" he asked "ye-yeah" I nodded
"They only use that alarm for high emergencies. You should go" he nodded standing and rushed out of the room.
I blushed realizing that I was shirtless and then remembered what happened "stupid" I muttered using the bed to ease myself up to take a shower.

'Doctor Coulson Thor is en route carrying Captain Rogers in dire need of medical attention' "What happened?"
'He has been injected with an unknown chemical' "Chemical?"
'He is experiencing side effects-' "symptoms?"
'Last reported: conscious yet un-responsive, high fever and glazed eyes' "how long till Thor gets here?" 'just arrived doctor'.

Thor rushed in with a pale and bloody Captain America "how long has he been like this?" Thor set him down
"Directly after he was hit. Five minutes ago. Is there anything I can do to help?" Thor was calm but worried "you need to wait in the hallway" he had a hesitant look in his eyes
"Don't worry big guy, I'll take care of him. Go." Thor slowly left "Jarvis I need a full body scan inside and out; bed three" 'scan complete'
a holographic list and body appeared before me, anything inconsistent with earlier scans was highlighted "what the hell?"

Steve arched coughing violently spatters of blood reached me, I cursed and quickly set about removing the upper part of Steve's uniform "Jarvis lock down! I don't care if God himself is at that door do. Not. Open it. Communication silence not one peep"

'Commencing lock down and communication silence doctor' Steve arched screaming before coughing more blood his eyes rolling to the back of his head.