"I was wondering if you were going to call," Frank said when he picked up.
"Sorry. Another long day," She said with a sigh. "Everything went well, I think. I didn't really do anything today but meet people," And thank god for that. She wasn't kidding about needing some sleep. She was running on very little of it thanks to Olivia.
"Who did you meet? Were all the Avengers there?" Frank asked. The words felt weird to him.
"No, not everyone. I met Captain America, Bucky Barnes, Scarlet Witch, Quicksilver, Vision. Vision is nice. I like him," Nina pulled the covers up around her and hunkered down against the pillows, letting out a big yawn.
"Captain America. That's unbelievable," Nina agreed.
"I'm in Thor's bed right now. Which I realize is an awkward thing to say," Frank laughed at that.
"Hey, as long as he isn't in it with you," Nina smiled.
"No, I'm pretty sure he's on another planet or something," It was obvious from her voice how tired she was so her father didn't keep her on the phone for long. She promised to call the next day, hopefully not so late, and that she would be by soon to pick up a few things.
After hanging up, Nina curled up on her side, burring her face in a fluffy pillow and pulling the comforter up to her ears. If she closed her eyes it felt like she was drifting on a cloud. A cloud that smelled like a god.
It felt like Nina had just closed her eyes and someone was shaking her awake. Groaning, she pulled the covers over her face and turned away. It could have been Captain America for all she cared.
"Yeah, you and me both, but if you don't get out of bed Steve will literally carry you out of the house," Nina pushed the blanket off her face, glaring up at the ceiling with the most pitiful pout Olivia had ever seen. She turned her head, groaning even louder at seeing the sun wasn't even up yet.
"He is insane. You're right," Olivia clapped her hands and turned on her heels. "Come on. Up and at-em," Nina sat up, rubbing her eyes with the heel of her hand.
"Wait, what am I supposed to wear?" Nina had only packed pajamas and nice clothes for the trip to Malibu and something told her that wasn't going to be appropriate for what she suspected to be boot camp.
"Right. Go ahead and get in the shower. I'll bring you some of my clothes here in a minute," Olivia said, never turning to look at Nina, just walking right back out the door.
With a huff, Nina forced herself to get up. She let out a big yawn as she stretched her arms high over her head and raised up on her toes. Her arms swung back down to her sides and she meandered into the attached bathroom to get ready. She brushed her teeth and then slipped into the shower, accidentally blasting herself with ice cold water, which was a good wake up call.
She washed up quickly, wrapping herself in a fluffy towel that felt like it had never been used. She tiptoed out of the bathroom, steam escaping behind her. Olivia had left some athletic pants, a tank top and a pair of running shoes on her bed. It was a good thing they were the same size. Otherwise, who knows, she might have gotten out of the hell that awaited her.
Nina got dressed and walked out of the room, pulling her hair up into a ponytail as she went. It took a moment to remember how to get down to the next floor where the kitchen and living area were. Steve, Olivia, and Katerina were already there.
"Good morning," Steve smiled at her over a pan of scrambled eggs.
"Good morning," She echoed, smiling brightly back. It seemed like every time she woke up she was pretty sure she was dreaming. In this case, after finding Captain America in the kitchen making breakfast, she was pretty sure she had actually died and gone to heaven.
"Is this turkey bacon?" Olivia complained, waving around a flimsy piece of meat.
"Yes. It's good for you," Steve said as he turned around and scraped some eggs onto her plate.
"It's disgusting," Despite that, Olivia took another bite.
Nina sat down next to Katerina, graciously receiving her breakfast and not complaining one bit about the turkey bacon. They all took their time eating and then followed Steve like a gaggle of ducklings out of the Tower. The next thing Nina knew she was running. Or rather jogging really. Either way, that alone was more physical activity than she was used to. She managed to keep it up for longer than she expected to, but she stopped to breathe long before anyone else.