《Distraction》2011
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As your eyes flicker open to the bright light you see the outline of a man standing over you, dark hair and stubble. He seemed familiar in a way and you couldn't place it. You take a deep breath but feel slightly panicked and unable. As your hands find their way to your neck you notice that it was padded and wrapped up.
'Careful!' Another man rushes as he see's you tugging on the bandages. 'You had a nasty wound' He had shaggy hair and glasses on the edge of his nose. He was short-ish but had a calm and soothing voice.
'Can you tell us your name?' He asks carefully.
'D-Daisy, like the flower'
'I prefer Poppy's myself' The other guy now speaks sarcastically but then his eyes widen slightly. 'Did you say Daisy?!'
'Where's....where's Steve?'
'Banner. These or the super soldiers my father worked on, the 'Steve' she's asking for is Captain America' The man splutters out and the other man looks at him confused.
'Are you sure?' He asks concerned.
They both take a step back from you and you look at them puzzled.
'Your father?'
'Howard. Howard Stark'
You feel your heart rate begin to pick up and your chest begins to pant. 'You-you can't be his son...because it's...I mean your...'
'It's 2011'
'Tony!'
'What? I just ripped off the bandaid off that we were prolonging'
'2011?' You repeat as you try to work it all out.
'From what we can gather, you were in some sort of plane crash with Steve, Tony Stark, son of Howard, managed to bring you both out of the ice you were submerged in, I'm Dr Bruce Banner'
'2011....' you whisper out again completely stunned.
'Oh great. She's becoming a robot' Tony sighs.
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'She's in shock Tony. It's perfectly normal considering...'
'She was frozen in ice for nearly seventy years Bruce! Do you think that's normal?!
'You really are a stark' You mutter out and both men turn to face you.
'Did the serum keep me alive?' You ask carefully.
'I think that parts obvious' Tony rolls his eyes.
'It allowed your body to withstand the freezing temperatures while you were in the ice' Bruce explains as best he can without overwhelming you. 'When you thawed, the cut on your neck reopened and bled. We think the serum rebooted and healed it now though, if you'll allow me to unwrap...'
You tug at the bandage harshly and it falls off from around your neck.
Tony and Bruce both look at you stunned.
'Fascinating!' Bruce says excitedly. 'It's like there was never anything there'
'Because that's not freaky' Tony sighs.
'Says the two men gawking at me' You hiss back.
'Sorry' Bruce says shyly. 'I'll leave you to rest..'
'Apparently I've been resting for nearly seventy years. I just want to see...'
'Daisy?!' Steve bursts into the room and you feel your heart stop beating. You take a sharp inhale as you look at the panic on his face.
'Steve....' You say as tears immediately prick your eyes.
'You're alive, you're here' He says as relief washes over him. Barely able to stand straight.
You jump out of the bed you were propped up on and make your way over to him. He holds you so tight you could hardly breathe but you didn't care. You felt safe the minute he had you. Steve strokes your hair as you cry into his arms.
He looks between Bruce and Tony who just stare at Steve completely dumbfounded.
'Who are you and what is going on?' He asks sternly.
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'Captain...' Bruce starts but Steve shakes his head.
'Steve Rogers, please' He insists.
'Steve Rogers....' Bruce says back respectfully.
'Pull up a chair Rogers' Tony says. 'We got some things to explain'
Steve cups your face and wipes the tears rolling down your face.
'T-they say it's 2011. He claims to be Howard's son' You point at Tony and Steve looks at him.
Tony rolls his eyes. 'Take a picture, it'll last longer'
'Sounds like Howard' Steve implies.
He takes your hand and you look down at the ring.
'Still just as beautiful as the day you give it to me' You say sincerely but sadly.
'Daisy...'
'Don't' You shake your head. 'I know what you're going to say, and if we really are this far into the future then....'
Steve nods and goes back to embracing you.
'What was you going to say?' Bruce asks curiously.
'There was a third soldier....' Steve says quietly.
'James Buchanan Barnes' Tony says to himself but you and Steve look up at him.
'My father spoke highly of the three of you, never knew what happened to you...'
'S-so they never found Bucky's body?' You ask eerily.
'Do you think it's possible he could be alive?' Steve asks warily.
'I'd have to take some blood samples and figure out the serums components...' Bruce mumbles off to himself.
'It's possible. Maybe' Tony jumps in.
You feel Steve tense and you let out a sob.
'Poor Bucky...' You say distraught.
'We'll find him Daisy. If he's out there. We will find him' Steve says genuinely as he places a tender kiss to your lips.
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