"Good morning Miss Harper," An automated voice greeted Danielle, waking her from her much needed sleep, especially after last night's party. Danielle groaned nd flinched away from the side of her room paneled with windows as they shaded part pulled back revealing bright sunlight. "The weather outside is sunny with scattered clouds and a 32% chance of rain. The humidity is low and the temperature is 76 degrees."

Danielle groaned as she slammed her face into the fluffy pillow again. "Thank you, FRIDAY, but can you please clothes the blinds?"

"The boss said to wake you up."

She sighed heavily as she muttered into her pillow, "Of course he did." She couldn't blame him, she did barf on his shoes last night. Danielle rolled out of bed, eyes still half closed from the bright light, and crossed the room to her closet. She dressed in shorts, Jack's borrowed Radiohead tee, and some sunglasses she had lying around before brushing out her nappy hair and walking out into the rest of the BRIGHR compound.

Danielle was starving, but knew if she even tried to eat anything it would only be barfed back up later on. Her head was pounding and of course this meant she had a hangover. And a bad one at that.

"FRIDAY," Danielle called out to the ceiling as she walked into the empty kitchen. "Where is everyone?"

"The boss is out on business, Mr. Harper is still asleep, Ms. Maximoff is in the training room with The Vision, Mr. Wilson and Colonel Rhodes are currently out practicing in the fields, and Ms. Romanoff and Captain Rogers are in the gym." The AI replied.

"Thank you." She muttered as she grabbed an apple from the fruit basket and started to the gym.

Once she got there, Natasha had just walked out. The redhead smiled at her. "Heard you had a fun night, Eris."

Danielle winced. "You heard about that?"

"I just got done sparring with Steve, I have four bruises because of it." Danielle grimaced. "Yeah, it's either he takes the anger out on me or the punching bags. And frankly, we're running low on the punching bags."

"Sorry, Nat."

"Oh, I'm not the one you need to apologize to..." She said as both their gazes flew inside the gym. "Have fun." Nat chuckled before stalking off.

Danielle took a few moments to mentally prepare herself for the shit storm she was about to face before walking inside. She quickly tore off the sunglasses reluctantly to be sure not to rub in the fact she was working off a hangover she definitely shouldn't have. She found Steve running in place on one of those machines Dani could never remember the names of. There was no doubt in her mind that he knew she was there. She walked over and stood beside the machine awkwardly.

Steve didn't spare her a glance as he kept his eyes forward at the mirrored wall as he continued to run on the machine at an inhumanly pace.

Danielle waited for him to say something, but he never did. She began to panic. "Are you-Are you giving me the silent treatment?" She asked in disbelief.

In response, the Captain shut off the machine and turned his back on her to walk over to the punching bags lying down on the floor. He took one, slung it over his shoulder with ease and carried it to a hook in the ceiling to hang it up.

Danielle's jaw dropped at his behavior. "You are, aren't you?"

Steve continuously didn't reply as he wrapped his knuckles up in bandages before he began to punch the bag. Danielle sighed recalling her and Natasha's earlier conversation. "Seriously, Steve? You're just going to sit here and-and-and ignore me after what happened last night? You're not going to yell at me?" Nothing. Danielle threw her hands up in frustration before crossing them. "Real mature."

Steve snapped and punched the bag with sheer force, knocking it off it's hinges and five yards away. "Yeah, just as mature as you were last night." The Captain growled as he finally turned to her. "What were you thinking, Dani? Going to a party and drinking? I trusted you!"

"And how in any way have I lost that trust?" Danielle countered. "I went to a party. I had fun. I did normal teenage things. Isn't that what you wanted from me?"

Steve shook his head. "No, no, no. Don't turn this around to make it look like you did something innocent, Danielle. You lied to Sharon, you lied to me, to go sneak off to some party. And to make matters worse, you got drunk! You're not even fourteen yet, dammit!" Danielle had closed her eyes the entire time he wasnyelli at her, balling up her emotions as he spoke. "I can't believe you. This isn't the same innocent girl I met all those months ago. I am very disappointed you."

"Will you lay off already!" Danielle finally snapped. Steve blinked in surprise at her sudden outburst. "You have no right to be angry with me. You have no right to tell me what I can and can't do. That innocent girl you're talking about, she was tortured and manipulated and experimented on. You're dissappointed that I'm not that girl? Well, deal with it! Because no matter how much you act like it, no matter how much you try, you will never be my father!" She screamed and multiple machines in the room burst into sparks and the lights above began to flicker and pop.

Steve flinched. Not from the explosions of the machines or even the fact that the room was shaking around them from her sheer anger, but because of her harsh words.

Danielle seemed to realize she had hurt him and slowly began to catch her breath. She didn't say anything before she vanished into thin air, leaving a speechless Captain America behind.

Danielle reappeared in her room. She looked around in awe. Had she really just said those terrible things to Steve? Had she really just screamed at him? Danielle had been feeling unlike herself these past few months. Correction, past few years since HYDRA took her from her home all those years ago. Something seemed to click. That was it. Her old life. That's what she was missing. The hole building in herself. It was her old life.

Danielle turned her head to face the small desk beside the window in the corner of the room. She walked over and picked up the picture frame sitting there. There they were. Her and Jack's parents only a year or two before they would have been murdered. Danielle ran a finger down their porcelain faces in the photo. They looked so happy. So did her and her brother.

"Dani?" Danielle quickly set the picture frame face down on the desk before she spun around to see her brother standing in the doorway of her room. "Uh, Steve told me what happened. All the lights fritzed out and I wanted to know who was stealing my moves." He joked lightly, but his smile quickly faded when he noticed the tears running down his little sister's cheeks. "Hey, what's wrong?" He walked over and noticed the picture frame his sister had been looking at. He wrapped an arm around Danielle as he used his free hand to lift up the photo. He frowned and sighed when he saw his old family photo staring back at him.

Danielle sniffled into his chest. "I miss them."

"I do to, Dani." He replied. "Is this why you lashed out at Steve and told him he wasn't our dad?"

Danielle sighed and bowed her head into his chest. "I didn't mean that."

"I know you didn't. I'm actually shocked you even raised your voice at all. I remember a time you hardly even spoke." Jack chuckled, but could tell Danielle wasn't in the joking mood. He sighed. "What's going on in that little head of yours, Dan? Talk to me."

"I-I haven't been acting like myself lately... I-I don't know why. It's like I don't even know who I used to be. Each night I go to sleep and try to remember our parents and it's all blurry." She began to cry as she talked. "I-I miss them. I miss them so much, Jack."

Jack wasn't sure how to handle his briefing sister. Back at the HYDRA base in Sokovia they mourned, but they never really had time to process their grief as they were tortured and experimented on. Not to mention, they only found out about their parents' deaths through the HYDRA scientist's word, but they knew they were really gone. "Hey, why don't we...why don't we go back to visit?"

Danielle sniffled and lifted her face to look at her brother. "Visit where?"

"Home, Dani. Home."

Danielle blinked and nodded. "O-Okay. When do we leave?"

Jack cracked a smile. "Pack your bags. We'll leave right now." Danielle immediately began to shove all her essentials into the duffel bag under her bed. Jack headed to his room to do the same, and when they were done they met back up in the Compound garage. "Tony won't mind it if we borrow his car for a few hours." He laughed as he threw his duffel in the back seat of the open roofed red convertible parked in the corner of the garage.

Danielle copied his notion before climbing into the passenger's seat beside her brother. "So, we've got the car, but how do you plan on the flying part?"

Jack shrugged as he pulled the key out of the cup holder in between the seats and shoved it into the ignition. "Same way we're gonna get to the airport. We borrow whatever Tony has." He smiled at his sister as he started up the car and pulled it out of the garage down the dirt road leading out of the Compound perimeter.

Danielle breathed in the fresh air as Jack drove a few notches above the speed limit down the freeway headed down to JFK Airport. It was a few hour drive, but Jack had an impeccable taste in music to distract them. "I didn't know you liked the Bleachers." Danielle said to her brother as she let her hand hang out of the convertible, catching wind.

Jack chuckled. "They're amazing. 'Course I love them." He said as he reached for the volume knob and turned up 'I Wanna Get Better'. "...I didn't know I was lonely till' I saw your face." He sang.

"I wanna get better." Danielle chimed in as she bobbed her head and laughed at her brother. "Better, better, better. I wanna get better."

"I didn't know I was broken till' I wanted to change."

"I wanna get better. Better, better, better. I wanna get better."

They sang their hearts out all through the drive until they pulled into the parking garage at JFK. Jack pulled the roof back on the convertible after grabbing their duffels from the back and locking the car. As they began their walk to the airport, Jack's phone rang. He pulled it out and grimaced. Danielle noticed. "What's wrong?"

"It's Steve." He answered.

"What-What do we do?" Dani panicked.

Jack calmly moved his finger and slid the 'Decline Call' button across the screen before slipping the phone back into his pocket. "That." He said as they continued to walk.

Once inside the airport, Jack used Tony's credit card he gave him to buy two round trip plane tickets to Slovakia. They waited half an hour before boarding their flight. Jack and Dani played tic-tac-toe, eye spy, rock-paper-scissors, and more kid games while they flew for almost eleven hours before landing in Slovakia and taking a separate flit to Zilina for an hour more. By the time they got there, Dani was tired out. Jack rented a car and got them a motel room to stay to sleep off their jet-lag.

When they woke after a six hour nap, the two drove out to the small house in a suburban neighborhood they used to call home. When they parked across the street from it, they didn't do anything but stare at the house. "So this is it, huh?" Jack asked as they both leaned against the side of the car.

"It feels like ages since we've been here last." Danielle said.

"But it brings back all the memories, right?" Jack added on. "Like that time you were four and decided to have a mud bath after it rained for three days."

Danielle laughed. "Or that time you broke your arm from skateboarding down the driveway."

"That rock's still there." He pointed across the street as they both laughed.

Danielle's laughter died down. "I wonder what happened to all of our things after we...left. Did they pawn them? Sell them? Store them? I always wondered."

"Well, it doesn't look like anyone's even touched the place. Maybe Mom and Dad bought it and no one ever went near because they didn't know that we..." He trailed off. "You wanna go inside?"

Danielle looked up at him to see if he was serious. When he only looked expectantly at her, she blinked in surprise. "Uh, s-sure."

He smiled. "Come on."

Jack led his sister across the street. The door was locked-naturally-, but that didn't seem to keep Danielle from pressed her palm against the knob to open it with ease. When the door opened, it was like stepping into a memory. They walked in and looked around. All their things were the same only dusty from time spent untouched. All their belongings, furniture, memories. They were all still there.

Danielle walked in and picked up a small picture frame similar to the one in her room back at the Compound. On it was just a photo of her mother and father back in their younger years. She knew this because her mom was wearing her Billy Idol tank top and her dad had a fake tattoo on his neck.

"I remember that photo." Jack said as he stood beside his sister looking at it. "That was a few months after they first met. They met at a concert and Dad decided to take her to another one for a date. He proposed to her there."

Danielle smiled. "I remember. Dad would tell us the story every few weeks."

"Mom loved those rock concerts."

"She hated his tattoo." Danielle laughed.

Jack sighed. "Yeah, thank goodness it was fake or else we would never have been bored."

Danielle giggled as she set the photo back down. They looked around the house. "We should pack all this up. Store it and take it back to the Compound. You think Tony will let us?"

Jack pat his sister's back. "I'm sure he won't mind it if we bring a few memories back."

The siblings spent the rest of the day packing up their old things, photos, clothes, personal belonging, their parents' belongings. They would occasionally laugh and recall old memories as they came upon old things, but eventually ended up with twelve packed boxes of their belongings. By the end of the day, Danielle and Jack had packed up everything from their old rooms, most of the things from their parents' rooms, and a bunch of old family photos in the living room and personal belongings from the kitchen and garage.

"Phew." Jack huffed as they stood in the empty living room. "We have really out done ourselves."

Danielle chuckled. "Yeah, we did. Ready to pack all these boxes up in the car and head back to the motel?"

Jack nodded. "Let's go." Jack picked up three boxes while Danielle picked up one at a time. After stacking them all in the backseat, trunk, and Danielle's lap, they drove back to the motel to grab their things. "Long day, Dan. I don't know about you, but I'm gonna take a seventeen hour nap once we get inside."

Danielle laughed as he unlocked the door and walked into the motel room. They hadn't even switched on the lights when two pairs of hands grabbed them and pulled them inside. "Hey!" The siblings protested as they fell into the room. They spun around to attack the assailants, but the light flipped on to reveal not two people, but five familiar faces. "Hey..." The siblings let out wearily as Steve, Natasha, Wanda, Sam, and Tony stood before them with stern looks on their faces.

"I'll be outside." Sam said as he walked out the motel room door. Natasha following in suit.

"What were you two thinking?" Steve demanded as he paced the room. The two Harper siblings were sitting on the edge of one of the motel beds while the team around them continued to get mad at them. "Stealing one of Tony's car, buying plane tickets, flying to another country. Do you have any idea how worried you made us?"

"You don't look worried." Jack remarked.

"You look upset..." Danielle finished.

Wanda took a step forward with her arms crossed. "We are upset."

"We didn't mean to worry or upset anyone." Danielle explained with her eyes on the floor. "We just wanted some closure. To see them one last time."

"Who's 'them'?" Tony asked.

Danielle pulled a picture frame from inside the box at her feet and handed it to Steve for the three of them to see. "Our parents." She answered.

"We went by our old house and all of our old belongings were still there." Jack explained. "We just wanted to say goodbye."

Steve pursed his lips and sighed heavily before looking down on the siblings. "Just... Don't leave without saying anything next time, alright?" The two nodded.

After checking out of the motel, returning the rental, and flying back to the a compound with all their things, Danielle and Jack were tired. It was already two am on a Wednesday morning and Sharon had apparently called Steve. Danielle felt guilt building up again for not thinking to call Sharon. Man, was she on a roll. Screw up after screw up. By the next morning, Danielle decided it to man up and apologize for one thing.

"Steve?" Danielle said as she knocked on the doorway to his office. "Can I come in?"

Steve looked up and quickly shut off the TV at the far end of the room. "Yeah, come on in." He said as he stood out of the rolling chair behind the desk. Danielle walked in and took a seat in one of the chairs in front of the desk while Steve leaned on the front of the desk. "What did you wanna come in to talk about?"

Danielle fiddled with her fingers as she spoke. "I came to say I'm sorry." She explained. "I shouldn't have lied to you and Sharon, I shouldn't have gone to the party, I shouldn't have drank, I shouldn't have left with Jack and not called you. But most of all, I should have never told you those things back in the gym." Steve blinked in surprise as she continued. "I shouldn't have said it because it wasn't true. You... Saved Jack and I from HYDRA and from Ultron. You gave us a second chance at life and believed that we could control our powers. And I've neglected the new life I've been given by lying and doing other stupid things. You should never forgive me for it, but I know you will because that's just the person you are. But I still want to say sorry because after everything you've done, you've earned the title of father."

Steve smiled and opened his arms. "Come on." He gestured to himself.

Danielle laughed as she stood up and embraced him in a hug. "Thank you for always believing in me."

"Always." He replied as he hugged her back.

Maybe a little too tight as Danielle began to struggle to breath. "Uh, Steve, can't breath."

"Oh," He said before releasing her. "Better?"

She nodded. "So, am I grounded?"

Steve took a deep breath and smiled before shaking his head. "No. You're too innocent to ground. Besides, I'm not entirely sure how to ground you."

Danielle chuckled. "True."

"Just, stay out of trouble from now on, alright?"

"Okay."


A/N: Sadness. Feelings. Memories. Suffering.

Also, I forgot to do a Incorrect Quote last chapter so I bestow upon you two incorrect quotes...

Incorrect Quote of the Chapter:

Steve: What do you normally say when you answer the phone?

Wanda: What's up?

Jack: Who dis be?

Danielle: No, they're dead. This is their daughter.

[And another one:]

Steve: Who broke it? I'm not mad. I just want to know.

Danielle: I did. I broke it.

Steve: No. No, you didn't. Jack?

Jack: WHAT THE FU-?!