chapter 15

"The futurist, gentlemen!" Clint said sarcastically, drawing her attention from where she was drawing with her finger on the floor of their cell. She looked up and saw Tony Stark standing on the other side of their cell. "The futurist is here! He sees all! He knows what's best for you, whether you like it or not."
"Give me a break, Barton. I had no idea they'd put you in here, come on." Barton stood up and looked at him harshly.
"Yeah, well, you knew they'd put us somewhere, Tony."

"Yeah, but not some super max floating ocean pokey. You know, this place is for maniacs. This place is for—"
"Criminals? Criminals, Tony. I think that's the word you're looking for, right? It ain't used to mean me, or Sam, or Wanda, or a little girl! But here we are."
"'Cause you broke the law."
"Yeah."

"I didn't make you."
"The law, the law."
"You read it, you broke it."
"The law, the law, the law," Clint continued. Adelaide looked up at him, and he gave her a small smile.
"Alright, you're all grown-ups, except for her." Tony motioned at her. She gave him a blank look. "You got a wife and kids. I don't understand. Why didn't you think about them before you chose the wrong side?" Adelaide stood up finally, surprising both men.
"How's your friend?" she asked quietly, looking up at him nervously.
"I don't know yet, kid," Tony answered.
"I'm sorry," she whispered. "I tried to help him, but I wasn't strong enough."
"Thanks." Tony left, leaving the two semi-alone. Cameras were always watching them.
"You're a brave kid, Addie," Clint said, sitting back down on his cot. She shook her head. "Yeah, you are. Most kids would be crying or have run scared from the battle, but you tried to help. You're the bravest girl I've ever seen."

Clint nudged her awake, and Adelaide blinked. "Time to go, Adds." She sat up and looked out the door. There, smiling at her, was her father. He held a finger to his lips, and she nodded. When the door opened, she hurried towards him, but skidded to a halt.
"Your arm," she said quietly. His metal arm had been blown clean off.
"I'm alright, myshka," he whispered. He picked her up with his right arm and held her tightly. "I'm so sorry this happened to you, printsessa."
"I had Uncle Clint," she whispered back.
"Oh, is that what he is now?" he asked her quietly as he walked behind Cap, freeing the members of his team.
"He doesn't know I've been calling him that in my head."

"No, it's okay. I'm glad you have family more than just me. It's good."
"Where's Wanda?" Steve asked. She wiggled slightly, and her father put her down. She padded over in her bare feet and tugged on Steve's sleeve, causing him to look down at her.
"She's held in solitary," she said quietly. "I heard two of the guards talking about her. I think she's had a set-back."
"Those sons of—"

"Hey," Bucky said, cutting Clint off and nodding at Adelaide.
"Do you know where that is, Adelaide?" Steve asked. She nodded.
"How in the world did you know that?" Sam asked. Bucky started to explain as she led the way, Steve next to her to take care of any soldiers that came their way.
"She was experimented on when she was little. Her powers have only really started to show recently. Telepathy is one of them."

"Smart girl," Clint said proudly. She smiled and pointed to a door after leading them down two hallways.
"There." While Steve and Clint worked on getting her out, Bucky knelt down and looked her over.
"Are you hurt?" he asked. She shook her head.
"Uncle Clint took good care of me," she said quietly. Bucky nodded.
"I see that. I'll thank him later." After freeing Wanda and steadying her, the group hurried to their escape. Once they were away from the Raft, Adelaide climbed into her father's lap and snuggled up to him.
"I missed you, Daddy.""I missed you too, myshka. I'm glad you're all right."