A/N: Hey guys! Here is the next chapter, I'm sorry but its a little short. I'm getting a bit of writers block now. So hope you enjoy!

Lilith was on Nebula's ship en route to Titan and her hands and feet were tied. She was no longer crying, but she was petrified since she wasn't on Earth. She knew she wasn't on earth anymore.

"I want my mommy and daddy." Lilith told the man who stood in front of her. He appeared to be no older than his mid twenties, perhaps her mothers age, with jet black hair and pale blue eyes. He didn't look like he meant any harm, in fact, he looked sympathetic to the child.

"Don't worry. You'll be seeing them shortly."

"Don't get the child's hopes up, Darien!" Nebula snapped, sending a sharp glare in the mans direction.

Lilith didn't know what was going on, but she knew that this was wrong on so many levels.

Meanwhile, Gamora had finally managed to track down Emily, who sat against the wall with her knees pulled up to her chest.

"Are you alright?" Gamora asked, sitting down beside her.

"No. It's all my fault." She choked, looking at the green woman, who shook her head.

"No it isn't. You tried to protect Lilith. That's all that matters."

"Yeah, but it probably wasn't good enough for Natasha and Clint. They blame me. I saw it in their eyes."

Gamora sighed, "No they don't. Their response is a reasonable one. Would you not be angry or scared if your own child was kidnapped?"

Emily sighed, "I'd be a nervous wreck to be honest." She said as she finally straightened her legs out and leaned her head back against the wall, "Lilith is like my niece or even like a little sister and I would never forgive myself if anything happened to her. Have you ever felt that way before? Like fearing for Peter's safety?"

"We watch out for each other, but it does cross our minds on the more high risk missions, yes." She answered truthfully, brushing a strand of Emily's hair out of her face.

"For so long I was afraid of everything and everyone. I was so scared to tell people my name and about myself. I couldn't open up to people, you know? Then my dad got out of rehab and I don't know how to act around him half the time. It's like walking on egg shells around him. Part of me wants to hate him but the other part wants to have the father daughter relationship we never had when I was a child. Then my nephew and Lilith came into the picture and I realized I had very little to be afraid of."

Gamora was surprised that Emily was being so open with her. She had always been so sheltered and she would never forget the fear and anxiety in Emily's eyes when she had first met the then thirteen-year-old. The teen had kept backing away from her and avoided eye contact, only speaking when spoken to. According to Peter, Emily had been much worse when she had first met him.

A lot had changed since then. She was more outspoken and learned to trust more, albeit she was still traumatized from her past.

"What happened in your past is not your fault. You are strong and resilient. You are brave. I have never seen someone as brave and resilient as you."

"When I was twelve or thirteen I started sleeping around. Sometimes i'd sleep with men as old as Maria. I was pregnant last year, but I lost it," She said softly, "It was more of a still birth than a miscarriage but everyone at school says it's my fault and calls me names. When Nebula took Lilith, I felt that same pain all over again and I don't know how much more I can take." She said, letting out a shaky sigh.

"Does your father know?"

"He was still in rehab. I don't want him to know because I know he's going to blame himself. No one told him about Maria's loss for the same reason."

"None of what's happened could have been prevented." Gamora said as she put an arm around Emily, who placed her head on the guardians shoulder.

They returned several minutes later to see everyone was now in Maria's small room.

"Gamora, you know your sister and Thanos better than anyone. What do they want with Lilith." Coulson asked, looking at her expectantly.

"They will use her to bring us to them. To force us to give them the necklace. They won't kill her though. That much I am sure of." She answered, hearing several sighs of relief from around the room.

"We should form an extraction plan to rescue Lilith. I say Maria and the guardians should be the ones to go."

"Why not Natasha and Clint? They're her parents." Emily said, raising an eye brow at Coulson.

"Because. They're expecting Agent Hill and she's the one they want. Agent Morse, Agent Thirteen, and Agent Ward will bring the necklace to the main base and along with several agents, will guard it."

"Then Agents Romanoff, Barton, and a handful of Agents will stay here in case Nebula and Thanos return. We'll give Agent Hill a communication link and we'll monitor the extraction." Director Fury explained, sighing as he noticed that Emily had her hand raised, "Yes Emily?"

Emily slowly put her hand back down before she hesitantly spoke, "Can I be part of the extraction?"

Director Fury sighed and folded his hands behind his back, looking at Emily as if he was thinking about it before turning to address Maria.

"Can she hold her own in a fight?"

"I once hit Maria so hard that she threw up when we were sparing, does that count?"

"Don't talk about it."

Fury rolled his eye and turned back to address Maria, who sighed and began to speak until they heard a loud crash. The group turned to see Quill on the ground and Emily pinning him down.

"Come on dude! I was caught off guard! No fair!" He exclaimed, trying to push the teen off of him, but failing, "Geez! At least put your whole body weight on me!"

Emily sighed, "This...this is my whole body weight.."

Peter just gawked at her, "Really? Damn you're like a fricken Bunny Rabbit!"

Emily laughed and got off him. The fact that Emily could take down a man half her height and body weight was pretty pathetic. Pathetic for whoever got into a fight with her.

Fury sighed, "You leave in an hour."

A/N: Let me know what y'all think! Please review :)