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P.s The song that the Captain sings my father use to sing to me when I was small.
Jessy's POV
I was handed my fathers shield. The one that was supposed to keep him safe, and was now supposed to keep me safe. I felt my eyes well up with warm tears, that were nearly impossible to hold back. But I managed.
"Meeting Dismissed. Go to your cabins" Thank you Nick Fury.
I stalked out of the room. I couldn't cry in front of my team. I'm supposed to follow my father's footsteps and be the team leader. I would become Captain Jessy Rogers, or Captain Jess.
Anton would be so proud of me. I miss him so much, he's my best friend of course! He's the only person I could ever talk to about my dreams. The ones that scared me half to death.
Nick Fury told me that my father had PTSD, Post-Traumatic-Stress-Disorder. Most soldiers from that time period had it. Somehow his dreams were past down to me. The bombs, Peggy, Red Skull, Bucky.
But the man…no one ever explained to me about the man. I asked Nick about him and he didn't say anything. Just "We'll save that for another time". I needed to know. I wanted to know
I finally found my cabin. My name was on the door, but it was Captain Jessica Rogers. I scoffed.
I opened the door, it was large enough. More space than I needed. It was a blue color, the sheets were red and all the furniture was white. Patriotic much? I put the shield on the nail on the wall.
On the bed sat a uniform. It looked very similar to my fathers, just more feminine. It came with red boots and a cap.
I held the soft fabrics in my hands. In this uniform, I would become the next American Icon. Just like my father. I didn't know who to feel. I was so overwhelmed with emotion.
All I want to do is make my parents proud. Whether they're up in heaven or hiding out somewhere in South Africa, I want to make them proud.
"Hey" I heard a voice come from the door way. I set down the cloth and wiped my eyes. I turned around to see Edward.
"Hey Edward" I said. I barely knew him, why is he here?
"I wanted to talk." He said
"Then talk"
"I know how you feel about your parents, it may not be totally the same but I know what it feels like. You feel lost, abandoned. You just want them to say goodbye one more time before they're off again. You want them to be alive" I stared at him. And that's when I broke down.
I ran to him and he gave me a hug. I cried in his arms. It took 13 years to break down. Seeing the other little girls get big hugs from their dads and their mothers braiding their hair for the morning. I could never be Daddy's Little Girl.
"Sh..sh.. It's okay." Edward soothed me. He rubbed my back. I unlatched him and stepped back.
"I'm sorry..it's just all too much. So overwhelming." I said drying my eyes. For some reason, I wasn't embarrassed to cry in front of him. Like he was the older brother that was finally back after a long time.
"It's okay, I understand. It's hard." He said "I'm always here, just so you know. I want to at least have one friend on this team."
I smiled. "Thanks, Ed."
He turned around and stalked back down the hallway. I went back to my bed and moved to uniform.
I went to the closet in search of any Pj bottoms I could find. I found some with American flags on them. Typical.
I prayed that tonight I would be blessed with sweet dreams and no mysterious man. But tonight was the just beginning of the long nights I would spend awake.
And it was all his fault.
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I walked around a house. This house was vaguely familiar. I didn't know where it was, but it felt like home somehow. That the house was welcoming me home.
I heard a baby's cry from down the hall, so I followed it. Then a door opened up and a tall man ran into that same room. I followed him in there.
I saw him pick up the baby, and cradle the bundle in his arms. I heard him softly singing to it.
"My Jessy lies over the ocean. My Jessy lies over the sea. My Jessy lies over the ocean. Bring back my Jessy to me." I knew that song.
The man turned around. He couldn't see me, they never could. It was my father, and he was rocking me in his arms. The Super Solider, Mr. Wall of Man was holding me in his arms, as if to protect me from a greater evil. Other than the world.
"Heartwarming isn't it?" I knew that voice. That sneer.
"It's your father..to bad he had to die."
"He's not dead."
"But if he was alive how would you get his shield? Tell me Jessy."
"I don't know." I turned to look the man dead in the eyes. Those blue, icy eyes haunted my every dream.
"I hear you've been asking questions about me. They always go unanswered. You still have yet to figure out my name." He chuckles like this is one big party. "I know why. They are all afraid."
"No. They don't chose to talk about it. "
"But isn't that being afraid? Maybe if your father was still alive he would tell you."
"Why do you chose to haunt me? You seem to know an awful lot about the Avengers and their children!" I yelled at him.
"Because you are the strongest and the weakest. You have the strongest body. But inside you are breaking. You don't know where your father is, or your mother. Little Captain Jess is all alone again."
I stare at the man. He chuckles.
"Just you wait Jessy. A storm is a coming. "
Then he disappears.
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I woke up sweaty and out of breath.
2:45 A.M.
I curled up into a ball on my bed.
I'm the strongest and the weakest.
I cried.
He's sending a storm. And I'm gonna have to fight it.
Jessy Rogers; Daughter of Captain America/Steve Rogers and Sharon Carter.
Austin Stark; Son of Tony Stark/Iron Man and Pepper Potts.
Edward Foster, son of Thor Odinson and Jane Foster; God of Thunder.
Lauren and Christian Barton; Son and Daughter of Clint Barton/Hawkeye and Natasha Romanoff/ Black Widow.
James "Jay" Banner; Son of Bruce Banner/The Hulk.
And This is their story.