You see I was sleeping peaceful. No plan to get out bed until my bladder made me. Unfortunately, I feel a jolt of electric run through me making me jolt up. My sleepy haze makes me to turn to see a blurred out Wanda sitting beside me on the bed. I glance down to notice Natasha gone and I was by myself. I lean back down to rest my elbow on the mattress, sitting my head against the palm of my hand.

"Most people just shake people awake." I point out.

Smiling, Wanda replies. "I tried. You're like Pietro, it's impossible to use ordinary methods with."

"Yeah sorry 'bout that."

I roll over so I can pat Wanda shoulder. Why? I don't really know myself. I guess it was a way to apologise. Confused at my action, Wanda just let out a low chuckle before grabbing my wrist completely yanking me out of bed. She didn't stop pulling until I was standing in front of her. Slightly swaying at all the sudden movements. Wanda places her hand on either shoulder, trying to help steady me. In attempt to seem fine I gave her a goofy toothy grin before moving from standing by her and instead over to the walk-in cupboard.

Forgetting to think and consider that Wanda in the room, I lift my shirt of my head as I open the door for the cupboard. It only once I hear Wanda surprise gasp before I fully wake up and realise what I had done. My eyes widen and the shirt I now held in my hand was pressed against my chest trying to cover everything. I glance over my shoulder to see her hands over her eyes and back turned to me. Part of me silently beg she hadn't seen my scars.

"Maybe you should wait outside?"

"Yeah, I'll do that."

I wait for the sound of the door opening and closing, before letting out a deep breath. Trying not to laugh at my pitifulness. I drop the shirt and reach out to grab a thin, short black dress. Quickly pulled it over my head. Then I reached out to grab green over sized jacket and pulled it on. I glance a the mirror for a second, seeing how I looked an instantly regretted it. I hate how I looked. Every inch of me look too fat in the clothes. Unfortuantely I didn't have time to change before a knock came from my bedroom door.

"Come in!" I call.

Not waiting of them to answer I move over to my bed, reaching under to pull out a pair of plain black converses. I sit at the edge of my bed, beginning to pull them on when I glance up, seeing through my hair that Banner was standing in front of me with a needle in hand.

"Been a week already?"

"'Fraid so." He answers.

With both my shoes tied I get up, moving for the bathroom to brush my teeth. Brushing my teeth, I hold my harm out for Bruce to push the needle into. I keep my eyes on my reflection when he does. Bullet holes I could handle. Needles however were a completely different story. I use my other hand to turn on the tap. As water was running I tried to focus on it. Trying to stay calm. I don't know why but being around water always calmed me down. Even just the littlest amounts. Unfortunately, my instincts had other ideas. As I watched the water you could visible see it starting to change. Branching out turning into swirls. It would be beautiful to look at. If I had any idea how I was doing it.

However, it wasn't just water I controlled it was all four elements. Oh yes, I was the modern day Avatar. Yet, unlikely Aang or Korra, I didn't have teachers or trainers. I was alone. I didn't know a single living person who could do what I did. And so, if you hadn't guessed, this was why I needed the injections. Bruce had found out about my powers a few night after I had come here. I woke up in a screaming panic. Everyone else was on a mission and Bruce offered to stay and take care of me while I was 'sick'. He found me sitting in the middle of a whirl wind going through my room. One I had created whilst I slept. This was something only Bruce knew about. I couldn't bring myself to tell anyone else. Not even Natasha or Steve.

My powers weren't even in my S.H.I.E.L.D files. No one knew about them. I wanted to keep that way. So, Bruce helped create a temporary vaccine. I have no idea how, or even what was in it. Though it stopped my powers from coming out so easily. The down side was that Bruce spent most his time avoiding me. Acting as if I was that plague. I understood. Bruce was horrible at keeping secrets, at least from his friends. Whenever he was around me he just looked guilty. It reminded me of a look a child would give if they were caught t-p-ing the neighbour's house. The only time Banner really came near me is when he had to give me this needle. I finish brushing my teeth not really registering I had done it until Bruce started talking.

"Remember to eat something, or you faint like last time." Banner warns. "I think Steve started to overly worry about you again."

"Don't worry." I say after washing my mouth out. "Steve always overly worries about me."

"Is something the matter?" Banner questions, worry in his voice. "With you? I mean- Are you sick?"

"No Bruce, Steve just being over protective." I look Bruce in the eyes. "Don't worry."

I give him a quick, what I hoped looked like a, reassuring smile before leaving the bathroom to start leaving the bedroom. I watch Bruce toss the needle into the bin in my bathroom before slowly following me out. Face still had a concerned expression. I go to open the door only to pause for a moment when I hear Bruce muttering.

"You know, for a person who tells people 'don't worry', you give us a lot of reasons to."

With the door open I quietly reply, "Everyone has their secrets, Bruce. Even you."

"Not every one hides their entire lives, Alex."

I stand there for a moment. Taking in what he had said. I knew I was hiding a lot. Everyone in the building was hiding something. Natasha especially. Why was it different for me? Why did everyone want me to be honest? Every time I was honest. People just blamed was that any better? I didn't know how to response to Bruce. So I just give a forced nod before moving from the door threshold and made my way down the hallway. Only after a few steps feel a quick breeze beside me. I turn to see Pietro walking next to me with grin on his face.

"Wanda is waiting downstair. You ready?" He questions.

"Mhm." I answer with a tight smile.

Pietro gives me a funny look. Acting as if he was trying to look inside my brain. Working out the way I thought. It didn't take him long to look behind us. Just as he did Banner was leaving my room. Pietro seemed to do a double take looking between me and Banner a couple of times. Before his eyes suddenly rested on me. Confusion across his face. We started heading down the stairs. Where Pepper and Tony sat on the lounge with Vision and Wanda at the window. Walking down the stairs Pietro brought to a pause by resting his hand on my shoulder. Giving me a look of worry. I see Wanda stop her conversation to look at us. It was obvious Pietro or mine thinking had caught her off guard for a moment.

"Are you okay?"

"Why wouldn't I be?"

"Everything that happened the pass few days.." Pietro voice trailers off.

Without giving it much off a thought. I reach out to wrap my arms around over his shoulder. Embracing him in a hug. Pietro seems stunned for a moment. After a few seconds though he seems to process what it happening. He wraps his arms around my waist. With a tight squeeze, I move my head close enough so I can talk quietly in his ear with anyone else hearing.

"Don't worry, I'll be-"

"No making out on the stairs!"

At Tony's yelling Pietro and I pull away from each. Only enough that we can both look at Tony the exact mount Pepper hits him hard against the chest. Which Tony only replies to with a chuckle followed by a smirk. It only when I turn to Pietro I realise that my hands are still resting on his shoulder. Whilst he's were gently sitting on my waist. Awkwardly looking at each other at the same time. We immediately drop our hands to our side. Trying our best not to be embarrassed. Which doesn't work to well. Considering neither of us move to go down the stairs. Until Wanda decides to cut in.

"Alex, you ready to go?"

"Yes!"

I answer a little to quickly. Only to receive another laugh come from Tony. Making my way down the stairs I glare in his direction. Wanda moves to me, saying her good bye to Vision. A tiny smile moves along her face when he replies. I couldn't help but the tiny smirk of my own as we waited for the elevator doors. to open. Wanda 'guessed' my thought and look at me with an unimpressed expression. The doors of the elevator open in time for her to say.

"Don't start."

"I didn't say anything."

"As if you have to." Pietro remarks.

(Yes, Yes. Powers if you look back at former chapters you see little signs.)