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Chapter 2

"Thanks for letting me stay the night Aunt Mae and Uncle Jim." I said, walking through the door with Uncle Jim.

Aunt Mae gave me a small cup of what I assume to be her famous English tea and sat back down on the couch.

"It is no trouble at all Care Bear." My uncle Jim says, making me smile at the nickname he gave me ever since I was three and had a collection of Care Bears on my shelf.

I had almost every Care Bear in the collection and they came in different colors. One day when Uncle Jim and Aunt Mae came over for Christmas dinner I showed them my room and my collection and that was when Uncle Jim called me Care Bear.

"So was there anything that may have been stolen dear?" Mae questioned me, and I shook my head in response.

"No. From the looks of it nothing looks stolen." I took a small sip of my tea, forgetting how hot Aunt Mae would usually make her teas. Almost making me drop the tea in the process.

"And no one knows about this?" Uncle Jim questioned taking a seat next to Aunt Mae. "That includes your roommate."

I shook my head. "No. Nancy does not know." I took another sip of my tea and tied to relax in the chair.

Aunt Mae rubbed Uncle Jim's arm. "Good. It is better for her safety she doesn't know." Aunt Mae said, keeping her eyes on me. "But you might want to look at getting another apartment though."

I nearly dropped the teacup. "But Aunt Mae-

"Carol, she's right." Uncle Jim got up to take the teacup away. "You need to think about your safety, and who knows who could have done it. It may have been the same people who cause the massacre three years ago."

I shook my head at my uncle. "It can't be them. I mean why wait all those years to do it now." Looking for any answers that I knew my aunt and uncle did not have.

Aunt Mae stopped rubbing Uncle Jim's arm. "Carol, we are just concern for your safety. We just don't want you to get hurt."

"I know that Aunt Mae, but I can't move out. I mean prices for an apartment are very expensive and I don't exactly get paid the amount that Tony Stark pays any of his employees."

"Carol-

"Uncle Jim, I'm fine, and besides maybe I left the door unlock by mistake or the window open. I have been bound to do that." Giving both Uncle Jim and Aunt Carol a small smile.

Uncle Jim looked like he wanted to say something, but Aunt Mae gripped his arm and shook her head when he faced her. "Ok Carol, but you better get some sleep. You have work in the morning."

I smiled and nodded my head. "Ok. Night Aunt Mae. Night Uncle Jim."

"Night Carol." They both said together as I walked out of the room and made my way to the bathroom to shower and brush my teeth.

After the shower and brushing my teeth I walked to where I usually sleep at night and lay down. It was hard falling asleep until I hummed a soft tune my dad sang to me when I was little until finally sleep came.

~Mae P.O.V.~

"Is she asleep Jim?" As I heard my husband walked into the kitchen with more dishes to wash.

"Yes Mae she is." He handed me some dishes to wash and I turned on the hot water. "Mae, we need to tell her."

I shook my head. "No. She can never know. She can't know."

Jim pulled me away from washing dishes so I could face him. "Mae, her apartment was hit, and do not tell me it was some random burglar when you know deep down it was them."

"Don't you think I know that Jimmy!" I snapped. I took a couple of deep breaths. "I promise my sister. I would keep her safe and never tell her."

"Yeah I know what you promised, but she has the right to know. Especially what her parents did and-

I placed my hand on his lips to silence him. I did not want my niece to over hear us. We both stood quiet for what felt an eternity.

"Jim, remember the cost that my sister pay. What Robert pay. I don't want her to pay that same cost."

"Mae, what happen on the bus three years ago and with the police?! She must understand why that bus was attacked at least." Jim continue getting a little over excited.

I shook my head. "I know, and it was a closed call. I'm just sorry they had to pay the price."

Jim gave a sad sigh "I hope you know what you are doing, Mae." He walked out of the kitchen and I went back to washing dishes.

I silently prayed that I was doing the right thing.

~Carol P.O.V.~

"Ok. Here is your lamb chops with mushrooms, sir." I said giving him my best smile despite what happen last night.

"Thank you." I heard him muttered as I went back to the kitchen to get another order for another table.

This morning had been way too quiet than it needed to be with my aunt and uncle. Even at breakfast I would try to start a conversation and I would either receive a smile, or finish your meal or you'll be late. I finally gave up trying to talk to them. After breakfast was done, Uncle Jim grabbed his keys and we both made our way down to our jobs. He dropped me off at work, and then headed down to his job without saying a single word to me.

"Hey Carol, I need you to take care of table seven today. Nick called in sick with the flu." John said, giving me a friendly smile. "Not to worry Lacey already took care of that order."

I nodded my head. "Ok John. I'm on it." As I walked over I spotted a woman with dark brown hair with a jacket and shorts on and a guy with large frame glasses and with a t-shirt with jeans.

They must be a couple. The guy did not look really comfortable while the woman grabbed his hand gave a smile. "Hi, I'm Carol and I'll be your server this afternoon." I gave them my best smile. "Can I get you anything to drink?"

"Yes I'll have some tea please." She gave me a friendly smile.

The guy next to her gave me an intense stare that made me back up a bit. "I'll have Pepsi, please, ma'am."

I nodded as I wrote both their drink orders. "I'll get them right away." I turned quickly to get those orders. When I returned with their drinks I placed their drinks down. After they both muttered a quick 'thank you.' "Are you both ready to order?"

"No, but can you tell us how your Spinach dip is?" The woman asked, and I went into detail of it being creamy and good. I was then asked about all the different appetizers, until finally the couple decided on the fried onions. I turned around to get their order in.

I know I should never jump to conclusions, but their was something odd about that couple. I just did not know what. The way that guy stare at me I shook, but ignore it, remembering that I was still worry about last night.

~Different P.O.V.~

"So that's her." The guy next to the woman muttered.

The woman kept her eyes on Carol as she retreated back into the kitchen with their order.

"Yeah it is, but if you keep staring at her like that Steve, she'll probably run."

"Natasha, I told you and Fury I don't play spy." Natasha turned to give a small smile, as Steve kept his eyes straight ahead.

"Try to relax and remember the mission." Natasha whispered quietly to Steve.

Steve took a long sip of his Pepsi as he waited for the woman to return. Unaware of a man with a metal arm, watching the events that happen in restaurant, who across the street who was watching.

He spoke into the phone piece in Russian. He waited for an answer if he should continue or wait. "Wait until she is alone. Do not engage with Captain America." He heard on the other end. So he sat there and waited until she would leave for the day.

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