Amelia lifted her suitcase and pushed it into the back of Nick Fury's car, slamming the trunk down. "I'll miss you," she said to Victoria, turning to her friend.
"I'll miss you too," she sniffed and the two hugged briefly. "Promise me you'll keep in touch." Victoria looked at Amelia sternly.
"I promise," Amelia replied, crossing her hand over her heart.
"Good." Victoria gave her friend one last hug before stepping away. "Good luck with your new home!"
Amelia smiled and opened the door to the passenger's seat. "And good luck with your new role!" She called back, waving at her former family before climbing into the car and slamming the door shut. She grabbed the seat belt and buckled herself in, Nick turning the car on as he glanced behind them, backing up before getting onto the road and driving away.
Amelia twisted in her seat, watching the orphanage get smaller and smaller, pain twisting her heart as the drivers of New York swallowed the sight of her former home. "Oh yes," Nick said suddenly, breaking the silence. "It's a good thing you respect the Avengers because you're about to meet them."
Amelia whipped her head toward him, jaw dropped in shock. "Wait, are you serious?"
Nick nodded before adding, "Well, at least three of them." Amelia tipped her head. "You'll meet Iron Man, the Hulk, and Captain America."
Suddenly feeling an icy chill form in the pit of her stomach, Amelia rasped, "What about the Black Widow and Hawkeye?"
Nick fell silent before answering, "They went off the grid."
Amelia stared straight ahead as the started to drive further away from the city, slowly piecing things together. "Wait a minute," she cried, sitting straighter. "You don't think-"
"Yes I do think," Nick replied forcefully. "And I know you have that suspicion as well."
Amelia fell silent and slumped into the seat, mind whirling, struggling to keep her body from trembling. If it is true… she thought miserably. Then they did give me away because I would hold them back and fail them…
"делать," she stopped herself when she realized she was speaking in Russian. "Do you know where they might be?"
"Not at all," Nick replied, eye on the road. "Do you always speak in Russian when you have a strong emotion?"
Amelia looked down at her scar. "Yeah, it's a bad habit of mine."
"Natasha does the same." She winced and looked out the window, watching the world go by. "Oh yes, the Avengers don't know you're coming either."
"Oh joy," she grumbled, closing her blue eyes.
Amelia woke with a start when she felt a hand shake her shoulder and she reeled back. "Don't do that!" She snapped at Nick, who was peering at her from the open car door with an amused expression.
Nick chuckled, "Definitely like them." Irritated, she unbuckled her seat belt and got out of the car, glaring up at him.
"I am my own person, you know," she hissed, blue eyes flashing. "You don't need to keep comparing me to them." Turning, she stalked toward the trunk, glad she had changed into snow pants and long sweat shirt before she left the orphanage. Popping it open, she hauled her suitcase out and dropped it on the ground, the sac slipping onto the snow as she slammed the trunk down.
Nick spotted it and walked over, leaning down and picking up the sac. Amelia's eyes flashed in alarm as his one eye narrowed. "What is this?" He asked coolly, staring steadily at her.
"A sac," she replied, eyes narrowing as well.
"What's inside?"
Amelia blinked, for she had never opened it before. "Good question," she admitted and Nick scowled, opening the sac. Suddenly his eye lit with anger.
"Why do you have small cameras and microphones in here?" He snapped, glaring up at her.
"What?!" She choked out, peering into the sac. "Клянусь, я не знал, что материал был там!"
Nick closed the bag and stuffed it into his coat, probably to destroy it later, and asked, "Where did you get that?" His voice was strangely calm.
Amelia glared up at him, starting to shake. "Какой-то мужчина дал его мне." Taking a deep breath, she forced herself to switch to English. "He said if I implanted the stuff around your home, he would let my parents go." Her voice cracked at the end and she swallowed angrily, irritated at herself for showing emotion.
Nick sighed and turned, walking away. "Well, then hurry up and get your stuff, we have to take one more trip until we get to S.H.I.E.L.D."
Amelia glared after him before grabbing her suitcase handle and storming after him, climbing onto the plane that would take them to her new home.
Amelia gripped the arms of the seat as the plane landed onto the large aircraft carrying ship, feeling the plane race along before slowing to a halt. "Welcome to S.H.I.E.L.D.," Nick said as the door opened, climbing out of the plane. Taking a shaking breath, she grabbed her suitcase and followed suit, watching as men ran along the runway.
"Hey, is that you, Romanoff?" A voice called and Amelia froze, slowly turning to the sound. There, she saw Tony Stark walking over to them. He stopped when he got a better look at her. "Wait, who is she?"
"She can speak for herself," Amelia retorted before Nick could reply. "I am Amelia B."
Tony studied her, and she suddenly felt uncomfortable in the presence of an Avenger. "Well, welcome to S.H.I.E.L.D.," he finally said, sticking out a hand. Nervously, Amelia took it and shook it.
"Come along you two," Nick called, heading toward a door. "We better get inside before this takes air."
Amelia blinked, startled as Tony followed Nick. "Wait, this ship can fly?" She demanded, racing after them with her suitcase.
"Of course it can," Tony replied once Amelia got inside the ship. Amelia followed the two men nervously; suddenly fearful about what the others would think of her.
делать = Do.
Клянусь, я не знал, что материал был там! = I swear, I did not know that stuff was there!
Какой-то мужчина дал его мне. = A man gave it to me.