So last chapter was really long! Over 4k words! So now you guys have a bit more of a clue as to what happened to Jade. This chapter Jade is going to talk to Dr. Garner and you are going to get a small idea as to what happened to Jason. This chapter will be shorter than the last couple, I hope. Please review and follow! Thank you!

Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the kids, Agent X, and Agent Smith.

I can't believe I broke down like that. I need to be strong. Why would they think that. They all thought that I would hurt myself. I would never in a million years do that. I remember how Jason found me that day, broken and afraid. Just like what they wanted me to be. I felt my face twist into a frown.

They wanted to break me, they wanted me to do what they wanted with the powers they gave me. They used my friends against me. They wanted me to lose all hope and just be lifeless. They wanted me to betray my family. After I left, that's what happened. I didn't do what they wanted, but I was just a shell. Jade Rogers was gone, she had disappeared somewhere in the back of my mind. I just curled up on the floor and waited for the world to deal me my cards, because at that point, either my new powers worked or they didn't. For all I knew back then, Jase responding to my telepathic message could have been a simple hallucination. They didn't fail me, Jase found me and took me home.

I was sitting by myself in my room on the floor thinking about this. About how I used to be. Surprisingly no tears came. I just sat there thinking about what had happened to me. Asking myself over and over again, why me? I sighed. I just wanted to be . . . ok. Not volatile and scary. I don't want my friends to be afraid of me, but I know that they are. I wish I didn't know. I wish I could live in blissful ignorance like everybody else can but I can't. Every time I see them their thoughts bombard me. I've gotten used to hearing Jase's thoughts nonstop. I can't block him out no matter what I try. It's comforting though, to know that he's always there.

I got up, I have to go talk to Dr. Garner in a little bit. Maybe I should ask Jase to come with me. Or maybe I should just do it by myself. Maybe I should try to be more independent of him. I sighed again. Why did life have to be so difficult for me? He has his own problems, he doesn't have to be weighed down by mine. I didn't realize until last night just how dependent I was on him. He probably needs his space sometimes. I'll just go by myself. It doesn't matter. I'm not going to have him by my side always. He needs to live his life without me.

I steeled my nerves. I'm being ridiculous. I can hear his thoughts and never has he thought once that I was a burden. I am being a pathetic child. get yourself together Jade. I walked over to the living room where he was talking with Dr. Garner. Wait he was talking to Dr. Garner?

"I know that she always says that it's not my fault, but I feel so guilty for that. Those things I said to her. She knew that I would never say those things to her, she knew that it wasn't me, but I just . . . Someone took over my mind! I saw everything that I was doing and I wanted to scream out to her but my mind wasn't listening to me. I tried so hard to resist it but I just couldn't." She hung his head low . I sighed audibly as i walked into the room. He snapped his head up.

"You heard . . .?" He asked me. I nodded. I sat next to him and grabbed his hand.

"Jase, I could hear you in there. You know that right? I could hear you screaming out that it wasn't you doing those things. And even if I didn't hear all that, I would still know that it wasn't you. I would always know." I told him.

He looked at me sadly, "You could hear me?" I was shocked. I thought he knew. I should've told him that I heard him.

"Yes. Every word of it. I swear. Don't you ever think that I blame you for that. Ever. I know you better than I know myself. Don't ever question that." I told him.

Dr. Garner coughed from behind us. Whoops. I forgot he was there. "Well, that was a successful session. We can talk more tomorrow." He nodded at us and left the room. Jase and I just looked at each other confused.

"I love you so much." He told me.

"I love you too, doofus." I said back.

He grinned at me slightly. "How about we skip all the usual stuff and go straight to the fun part?"

I grinned back and leaned in and kissed him. We just sat there making out for a while until we were both breathless. We flopped back on the couch. Our faces were still only inches apart.

I sighed disappointedly. "As much as want to that again, we should probably go eat something. We haven't eaten anything all day."

"You're right. You're right. I'm starving too. What should we eat?" he asked me. I shrugged.

"I think we have shawarma leftovers in the fridge." I told him. I really am hungry. We forgot dinner yesterday too.

We ate pretty much in silence, the only sound being our chewing. And that was only because I have super soldier hearing and could hear it. We finished our food within 5 minutes. Although I eat four times as much as Jase does.

We walked back into the common room where everybody was waiting and staring at us. I waved, "Hi guys. Um why are you staring at us?"

"Well, we need to talk to you two. All of us do. So sit down because we're going to be here for a while." I glared at Eddie, who had spoken.

"What if I don't want to talk to you? You can't make me. You can't make me do anything." I said harshly. I don't want to talk to them about my scars or my past or any of it. It's my choice.

"Red, what do they want to talk us about?" Jase whispered in my ear. I tilted my head up to look at him.

"14." I said. He understood. 14, the age I was when our whole world started crashing down on us.
"Please, we want to know what happened to you. The only people that know are your parents and Jason." said Aunt Betty.

I gave her a look, "Yeah, we all want things. I want to forget that whole year. I want to be normal again. I want to not be covered in scars. Did I get any of that? No. So don't talk to me about wanting things."

"Jason, what do you think about this? You don't have to agree with everything she says." Agent X said to him. He grit his teeth. I personally think that Agent X never liked me because I beat her in a fight.

"I don't have to, but I do. Besides mom, if I didn't agree with something she was about to say, she wouldn't say it. She can read my mind remember. Besides, do you really think I want to talk about that either?" he said.

"Jade, Jason, you have to talk about this. If we have to we'll make you." I snapped my head over to look at Agent Smith.

"How many times do I have to say it. You can't make me do anything."

"You want to bet on that?" he asked.

"Gladly, but how about you skip the false bravado and just fight me."

"Fine. Gym in 5." He said smirking. He thought he could win this. They never learn do they?

"Red, are you sure you want to do this?"Jase asked me as we walked towards the gym. I had already changed into my catsuit.

"Yes, Jase, I'll be fine. Don't worry about me." I told him

"I always worry about you." he replied. I pecked him on the lips before entering the gym. He was standing there in shorts and a t-shirt. He was a foot taller than me but that won't stop me. I had some tricks up my sleeve.

He charged at me. I flipped him over onto his back and quick as a viper pinned him down with knives thrown precisely in between his skin and shirt so that he couldn't get up. I smirked. "Well that was easier than I thought it would be." His eyes were burning with rage and I could hear Agent X coming at me from behind. I quickly ducked as she swung out her leg towards my head. I flipped into the air landing behind her and aimed a hit at her back. She quickly side stepped throwing a punch at me.

I caught her fist and used it to flip her over on the ground next to her husband. She got up but I kicked her in the stomach causing her to fly back against the wall. She quickly recovered and came at me again, kicking my legs out from under me. I smirked. That's exactly what I wanted her to do. As my back hit the ground I shot my legs up into her thighs and she fell down. She got up and I swung my legs out so that she fell on the ground next to Agent Smith and had knives pinning her down too. Then suddenly they both got up. I was planning on that. Those were faulty knives. I would never risk hurting them. No matter how angry I am at them, they are still Jase's parents.

They lunged at me from either side and I jumped straight into the air so that they looked up at me. They couldn't see me. I had landed behind Agent Smith and landed a kick in the small of his back, he turned and started to throw punches at me left and right while Agent X was launching kicks at me. I dodged and blocked every move they made. They were sweating but I was still full of energy. Then it was my turn to lunge at them once they had ended up next to each other. I used one arm on each of them to flip them on their backs and had training guns pointed at each of their throats. They were both giving me the death glare but I could care less.

"I told you before and I'll say it again. You can't make me do ANYTHING. I just beat both if you single handedly. Don't underestimate me. I may be 16, but I'm the most dangerous 16 year old you will ever meet. Don't cross me." I turned on my heel and left. I really don't feel like standing around waiting for someone to reprimand me.

I just needed some time alone right now. I am so done with people underestimating me and my abilities. I needed to let off some steam. I made sharp turn and headed for the punching bags. Once I got there I threw my dad's ultra sturdy bag over my shoulder and attached it to the vibranium hook and chain that would basically hold his strength. My strength was slightly less than his, so I should be good.

I started throwing punch after punch. I just kept on punching. Eventually I added in kicks. Now I was letting out all of my emotions into this bag. I saw myself there, in that horrid place. I started having flashbacks and now I was punching this bad mercilessly, imagining that it was the face of that lowlife that did those things to me. My knuckles were bloody again, even though I had wrapped them. With one final punch to the bag it gave way. Flying to the other end of the wall and snapping the vibranium chain. It now had a giant hole in it. I stood there with my jaw dropped to the ground, and behind me, I heard someone coming down the stairs into the room.

It was my dad. He was looking at the scene in front of him, his arms folded across his chest. "Was that my bag?" He asked.

I nodded sheepishly. "Sorry." He just shook his head and starting examining my hands. He wasn't mad at all, just in awe that I was able to break that bag when he never could for the past 10 years.

"It's fine. I'm not upset at you. Just be more careful next time. Your knuckles are hurt, again." he said aloud. I nodded.

'So, what were you thinking about?" He asked me. I laughed lightly. "What?" he asked.

"Nothing, nothing. I was thinking about lots of things. Having lots of flashbacks. I was imagining that the bag was his face." I told him.

He smiled slightly. "You know, right before I joined the Avengers, I was doing the same thing, except I didn't have the ultra sturdy bag, so I went through quite a few different ones." He said.

"I was remembering the war. But mostly Peggy and Bucky. I miss them more than you know."

"Do you still love Peggy?" I asked him. I knew he loved my mom, but sometimes there was room for two in your heart.

"Of course I do. There will always and forever be a part of me that loves Peggy. But she would've wanted me to move on. I did too. So now both your mother and Peggy have a place in my heart. Peggy wouldn't have wanted me to mourn her loss. And I love your mother just as much, if not more than I love Peggy." he told me, with a tinge of sadness in his voice. I smiled.

"You know, I think that's exactly the answer mom wanted to hear. And yeah dad, she's on top of the stairs listening. You can come down mom." I said, still smiling. My knuckles were sore but it was ok.

"You know what. I was wondering whether or not you still love Peggy. I know you visit her grave whenever we go to the cemetery. I've seen it. But I always knew you loved me, no doubt about it."

"Jade, did you ask me that for her sake, or yours?" he asked me. But I was already gone, smiling to myself as I walked away towards the common room where I knew everybody else was.

"Hey Red. Where were you?" Jase asked me. He looked at my hands and then back at my face. "Just so you know, we watched you when you were at the punching bag. Don't freak out when they all start thinking about it. And by the way? They won't be underestimating you anymore." He said. I smiled at him and walked towards the couch. We were watching another video.

Jason and Jade were sitting together on the swings, both of them 11 years old. Jade suddenly got up and started walking back inside the building, looking queasy and sick. And nervous, very very nervous. Jason got off the swings and followed her.

"Where are you going?" He asked her.

"Um, bathroom." she replied, not looking back, " you don't have to follow me." she said nervously.

"I'm going to sit inside. I don't want to be outside alone. It's getting dark out." he said. Jade went into the nearest bathroom and Jason went over to the living room where everybody was gathered.

Jade came out 10 minutes later looking frantic. She started talking rapid fire to her mom in Russian. Jason didn't know russian at the time, so he was just as clueless as everybody else. Natasha looked concerned and Jade looked like she was about to go into a panic attack. She was still ranting in Russian loudly. Her mom was talking back, asking questions and trying to calm her down. Eventually they both left.

"What was that about?" Jason asked. All the women in the room looked amused, while all the kids and men looked clueless.

"You'll find out soon enough Jason. Don't worry, she's fine." said Agent X. She was smiling slightly.

"How do you know? Do you speak Russian?" He asked.

"No, I don't speak Russian, but Aunt Tasha signed me what is going on. I know sign language."

He just nodded and waited for his best friend to come back. She was gone for a while. When she came back, her cheeks were flushed but she looked a lot more calm.

"What happened?" he asked her nervously. He hoped nothing was wrong. Her face got even redder.

"I um," She glanced at her mom, who nodded, "I got my period. . ." She whispered to him. His face got red too. He knew what it was, he just didn't worry about it because he was a boy and didn't need to.

"Oh." He said awkwardly.

"Yeah . . ."

"Well um, are you ok now?" he asked

"Yeah I guess so." she shrugged.

"Great! Let's go play chutes and ladders!" he exclaimed excitedly. She laughed and followed him.

"That was nice. Now I have some big news. Adults, you all remember Bobbi and Hunter?" He got several nods in response. "Well they and their family are coming to visit. They will be here for a month." said Uncle Phil. I grimaced and looked at Jase. He had a similar expression.

"That's great! Are Rosa and Matthew coming?" Asked Skye excitedly. Who were Rosa and Matthew?

"Yes, they are. Rosa and Matthew are their children, they grew up in England. Rosa is 15 and Matthew is 17. A few things to note. Hunter has the tendency to come off a bit cocky, but he grows on you. He calls every girl love and every guy mate. It's just something he does. Bobbi is one of the greatest agents I've ever worked with. They have no idea about what we've been up to these past years. It's up to you whether or not you want to let them in. Just so you know, they are some of the most trustworthy people I know. Well, except for that one time. But it worked out eventually. Their kids are great, I'm sure you'll get along well. And that's about it. They'll be here in the morning and will be staying in the guest floor." he told us. Well, I am not going to lie and say that I'm not nervous.

They know nothing about me, or what I've been through. It might be like a clean slate, but they'll also have no clue why Jase and I sleep together every night. No idea why I have breakdowns all the time. Then if they watch the videos . . . I think I'm going to be sick. I don't know if I want them to see that. Jase looked at me.

"Are you going to be ok?" he asked concerned. Apparently my face is green and I'm practically exuding nervousness.

"Yeah, I'll be fine." I got up and left. He followed me. It was getting late and I'd really rather not think about tomorrow morning.

"They'll be fine. If you don't want to tell them, it's alright. You don't have to." He told me as we entered my room.

"Yeah, I'm definitely not going to say anything, but what about them finding out of their own accord? You and I don't have the normal relationship that those two are probably used to. They will not know why we do things the way we do. Why I break down so often, why we sleep together. And that's just the tip of the iceberg." I sighed. He just wrapped his arms around me.

"Don't worry so much. We'll be fine." he said. I sighed again. He left to go get ready for bed and I got ready myself. When he got back we got into bed and tried to sleep, but I don't think I'll get any sleep tonight.