At the day's near end

It wasn't long before most of the gang was called to a mission, Scott, Tony, Hulk, Steve, Natasha left to go to another Hydra hideout. So it was just Falcon, Amora, Jann and Me here. Falcon was helping me getting my books unpacked as Jann was organizing my closet and dresser.

"You know what Melly you should wear more fashionable clothes."

"Remember what I told you the other day?"

"Oh right, my bad."

"Oh there you all are." said to Amora, "Fury said I should help you organize your books."

"Or more like try to socialize with other people," said Jann saying it soft enough for only me to hear.

I gave her a look and replied softly back to her, "Give the girl a chance Jann."

"Always the benefit of doubt?"

"Along those lines. Yes."

"Okay Melly."

"So how was your day?" Falcon asked.

"Pretty good. Although I'm not as sore anymore from the other day."

"That's great to hear, Melly." He replied.

"What is this?" said Amora as she picked up my grandfather's treasure box."

"That is my grandfather's treasure box, he kept the first coin of each year he lived in Canada." I said as I took the box placing it.

"That's so cool." She said.

"No wonder Steve and you get along well, he's the son of immigrants and you're the granddaughter of one." said Falcon.

"Piff please I come from a long line of Asgardians that is nothing compared to you peasants."

I tried to control my anger for now, "If you work hard for what you want you'll get everything you deserve and more."

She looked interested, "Really coming from someone like you..."

"Everyone of my family members had worked hard their whole lives and made sacrifices for the next generation... I know you don't understand but it's that hard work that teaches more than it seems to be."

"Hmph," She huffed, as she then announced "I have to have my beauty sleep."

"Good night Amora." Jann, Falcon and I said to her, we waited a few minutes as I got a Indiana Jones Poster and a Tomb Raider poster to put on my wall.

"So what do you think about Amora, Mel?" Jann asked.

"She's like a lot of the Hydra Snobs I recall at my old school."

"Not all of them I hope didn't you have any friends there?" Falcon asked.

"Barely did." I said, "I mostly stayed inside getting extra help on my math or other school projects."

"Awe Melly that's so sad." said Jann as she then had a idea, "I know how about I become your roommate?"

"Don't you already have Natasha as you're roommate?"

"Yeah well she's not as fun as you are Melly!"

I thought for a second I had to admit Jann did seem like a ideal person to have as a roommate. "How about we talk about this in the morning with whoever we need to talk with about this."

"Now we're talking!" She said excitedly.

It was a few hours later when I woke up feeling a draft as I looked to see a ninja masked teen-aged boy in side button uniform jacket as the left arm was nothing but ... a Metal prosthetic arm, and he was armed with guns and knives in my window. 'Uh oh,' I though as my eyes were glued to his as I looked over his shoulder to see the avenger jet just arriving. He was about to get into my room when I tackled him as we fell into the shrubbery below. I quickly got off him but he grabbed my leg tripping me off my feet, as I then kicked him in the face, knocking the ninja mask off. I got up and started to run, but he caught up to me as I then froze feeling a cold blade against my throat.

"You're my mission and they want you alive." He said.

I tried to stay calm as I remembered thought of something when I saw Steve and the gang run up to us.

"Bucky!" Steve yelled, "Let Melly go!"

"Stop calling me that!" Bucky yelled at him. I then got a idea, I wrapped my arms around him, moved my head as kicked my legs up then down as I threw him right at Steve... But somehow Bucky quickly grabbed my pendant and next we all knew we were blinded by a purple light. I opened my eyes as I saw nothing but spots.

"Melly are you okay?" said Jann as I saw her in her nightgown.

"I can't tell if I'm seeing purple spots or stars right now." I said as I tried catching a spot or star that really wasn't there.

"Follow me Melly, let's get you back to bed." she said.

"Melly?" said Bucky as his eyes went wide as he got up remembering everything, "Melly oh my god I'm so sorry, I didn't hurt you did I?"

"No, Bucky but I think my pendant had something to do with me seeing spots right now," I said, "Wait what?"

"Bucky?"

"Yeah Steve?"

"You remember us?" Steve and I spoke together.

"You're mom's names are Sarah and Carolyn, you used to stuffed newspapers and Melly stuffed Kleenex into your shoes."

I looked at Steve, as I remembered seeing him do that, I used Kleenex after I found out my toenails were a tad long and they were digging into my toes because I was outgrowing my shoes at the time... The Kleenex was actually around my toes as a improvised bandage, but what Bucky said technically counted in my book.

"Well I guess that good enough for me," I spoke, "What about you Steve?"

"For now, I suppose that good enough for me too."

Morning, Day 2

"Morning Melly," Said Steve as I approached the table he was sitting at, as we were starting breakfast, he looked tired but not too tired.

"Rough night?"

"Well Bucky's my roommate so... He well had a hard time getting to sleep at first so I took him to the the targeting range and going to the Robo Dojo to blow off some steam before we called it a night." Said Steve.

"What got him so worked up?"

"Well he asked me what happened to you and well he was glad it wasn't him who injured you but he was pretty pissed when I told him how we found you."

"Bucky always being my hero..." I spoke, "

"He might not remember much of me but he remembers you, but as a sister like figure... I think."

"I'm ok about it Steve."

"I know. But once he left your room he demanded to be brought up to speed on what we found out what they did to you."

"That doesn't surprise me."

"Melly, how are you feeling this morning?" said Bucky.

"Getting better Bucky thank you for asking."

"Why would they pick on a good girl like you?"

"Why are you asking me the same question you once asked yourself Steve? Honestly I'd rather not know. I don't want to change who I am now."

"That's good to hear, and I'm sorry I asked it's clear you're not ready to talk about it."