Authors Note:

*I shyly peak out from behind the stage curtains then scuttle to the middle of the stage* "Hey Guys so I just wanna say last chapter sounded a little preachy about how perfect Elizabeth is-" *Liz madly yelling at me from back stage that she isn't perfect and she will punch me if i say it again* "ah yeah and she wanted me to tell you all that she does have flaws and that i just haven't expressed them yet-" *Liz runs out and whispers to me then shuffles away to hide again* "Oh shut up! Anyways I always imagined that Elizabeth's mum was very beautiful women and therefore Liz would be too." *A loud crash is heard back stage* "AND, women in the 14-1500's were very voluptuous but I imagined Elizabeth as a quite physical person in the modern age so she has a rather small waist but you cant get rid of large hip bones and breast tissue" *Shrugs slightly, then runs from the extremely tomato faced Princess*

Natasha, as she told me to call her, came back after my embarrassing stomach episode with a plate of honey on toast. I gave her a look, raising one eyebrow, as she slid it across the table to me.

"What?!"

"Has the though occurred to you that I may not be able to eat when my hands are cuffed to the chair?"

She made a face, and then popped back the door to get the keys from the guard.

"Don't try anything funny"

"Sweetheart, if I wanted to kill you I could have done that with the handcuffs on" I said rubbing my wrists as they were free and giving her a toothy smile. She looked stunned for about 3 seconds but then then mask was back and she was sitting back in her chair watching as I pulled the food towards myself.

"Well, I better at least ask, its not poisoned is it? Cause I doubt you could slip a high enough dose for me in two bits of toast anyway" I said with a smirk. I do enjoy irking her.

She copied my earlier trick; with one eyebrow raised she mocked me, saying "Sweetheart, if I wanted to kill you I could have done that ages ago"

"Touche"

I scoffed the toast done in 2 minutes flat, then licked my lips wishing i had a drink. Natasha, unfazed by how rudely I ate the food, started up again.

"So, I learned some interesting things whilst i was getting your food" I doubt she actually went to the kitchen and made me toast, but who knows, she might be starting to like me. I gave her a nonchalant look, secretly panicking and hoping she will tell me what she learned.

"The room behind that glass there is filled will people, which I guess you already knew, but they have found some very interesting.. items, just now"

My heart rate picked up but i kept my cool, trying to seem unfazed and instead; started picking at my finger nails nervously. She reached slowly down into the pocket of her jumpsuit and pulled out a small ring- My ring!

"This is just one of the items, very pretty isn't it? A family heirloom I'd say"

My breathing picked up and she defiantly noticed as a small smile crept onto her face whilst she twisted the ring in her fingers. They have no right to look through my personal items! What is the rip the parchment or tear the clothing or.. or break my other jewellery!I could feel the anxiety bubble up in my chest and I said the words before i could register what I was saying.

"Please don't go through my stuff!" I sound like a child! Remember Elizabeth, you have the upper hand. "Don't you dare look through my stuff" I say a little more forcefully, leaning forward and standing from my chair.

She looked frightened for a tiny second but quickly recover and stood; leaning right into my face with a coy smile.

"What are you gonna do to stop us?"

She is trying to provoke you, get you to use your powers so they can see what your capable of. I decided to change the mood a bit, swiftly sitting back down in my chair and propping my legs up on the table.

"I want to speak to the man" I say, picking at my nails again.

"Man?" Natasha says, confused slightly from my change in demeanor, "Which man?"

"The one who spoke to me in the cage, with the glasses. Also I want that box of stuff your agents are searching though bought in here"

"Why would we do that? You could have weapons in there and hurt him"

"I wont, and like I said I don't need weapons to hurt you. If you do as I ask I will answer all your questions"

Giving me a fleeting glare, she scuttled out of the room. I hope they do realize I'm not ignorant and I know that she is the Black Widow, and the man I have asked to talk to is The Hulk, but I don't hold prejudice over him, its not his fault and I can see clearly he is a lovely, compassionate man.

The door swung back open and two agents walked in with a large, flat piece of cardboard with all my old items on top. They cut my box, rude. I sighed as I looked at items that bought back many memories, which is why they were away in the box! They dropped it down on the table and tried (and failed) to look threatening as the backed out of the room. Before the door closed, the man I requested came and cautiously sat in the chair, previously occupied but Natasha. He was twisting his glasses in his fingers, more a nervous habit than actual fear of me I think.

"What exactly do you need them for?"

He was shocked with my question, but answered none the less.

"I'm Long-sighted, so I can't see some stuff up close. Though I don't have it very bad." He replied with a small smile, leaning forwards on his chair with his elbows on his knees.

"Oh. I think I need glasses, I can hardly see stuff clearly about 4 meters in front of me" I say with a laugh.

"What?! Why haven't you gone to the optometrists?"

"I don't know, I just never though it was a real problem"

"But how can you do everyday things? How do you drive?"

"I don't drive" I laughed.

He just shook his head with a small smile.

"So.. why did you want to talk to me?"

I shrugged.

For about half an hour I talked to him explaining that I really was Elizabeth the first and I was 490 years old. I took a lot of convincing but he eventually said he could try and believe me, and then I moved to telling him about individual items on the table like my red cloak and some of the dresses. I showed him the photo (and the ring Natasha had had) of my family and explained to him about all my fathers different wives and my siblings. I laughed as I told him of the very first time my brother and I sneaked down to the village but slowly grew quieter until I stopped.

"Whats wrong? Did something happen to your brother?" Bruce asked.

"No.. well yes when he was much older, 13, he died of sickness. But the first time we went to the village was when I first met.. Jack" I said with a small smile at the memory.

"...Who's that?" he knew he was treading on thin ice and so I decided to lighten he mood, nothing is Bruce's fault. I picked up the small black box on the table and opened it. I small sigh left my lips as I looked at the items I hadn't dared to look at for over 200 years. I slide the box to Bruce and he carefully picked it up, assessing my face, and then looking into the box.

"Beautiful" he breathed, fingers just barley tracing over the items in the box.

I nodded my head, almost to overwhelmed to reply, but I did anyway.

"Indeed"

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