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Chapter 19:Sokovian accords

"We have to sign it" dad said, standing up and moving towards the sink.  "Who put coffee grounds down the disposal? Do I run a bed and breakfast for a biker gang" he asked, clearly something on his mind that's irritating him.  He clicked a button on his phone and a hologram popped up on the screen, a boy appreared on the screen, maybe around the age of eighteen.

"Oh that's Charles Spencer by the way, it's a great kid computer engineering degree 3.6 GPA had a floor level gig and intel plan for the fall but first he wanted to put a few miles on his sould before he parked it behind a desk see the world maybe be of service.  Charlie don't want to go to Vegas or Fort Lauderdale which is what I would do, we didn't go to Paris or Amsterdam sounds fun, he decided to spend his summer building sustainable houseing for the poor guess where? Sokovia" I let out a deep breath remembering that day. 

The room went silent, he want to make a difference I suppose, but we won't know because we dropped a building on him while we were kicking ass." Tony took a break, taking a sip out of his coffee, "There is no desision-making process here we need to be put in check whatever form that takes I'm game if we can't accept limitations we're boundary list for no better than the bad guys" he finished off, leaning back against the kitchen island.

After Steve and dad were done bickering a hour had gone by, once Steve's phone went off he got up quickly and left the conversation to continue.  "Dad I do agree we need some ground rules but not like this dad" I said, storming out of the room, following one of my many friends.  Whatever Steve read on his phone it must be hitting him hard.

Steve disappeared somewhere into the tower, I lost track of him and went to my room.  Amelia was sleeping in her bed, same with Henry, it was about two in the afternoon and they should be waking up soon.  I sat down on my bed and fell back, my back hitting the bed and bouncing up and down a few times. 

I closed my eyes and thought about both sides, dad is right to some point, the Avengers do bring damage and could be under somes control, but on the other hand Steve has made almost every other concerning point valid.  We always fix our damage and feel bad for the lives we lose in the battles, I don't want my family to break up, but I don't see a way out of it.

I am on Steve's side and if my parents don't agree with my decision than I will fight them to my fullest extent.  I won't hurt or kill them, but I will show that both sides have right and wrongs, causing this havok to break out. 

"I'm sorry mom and dad but I'm with Steve on this one" I said, sitting up and packing a bag full of Amelia's, Henry's, and my stuff.  I don't know what side Pietro is on, but I will fight him and take his kids with me, if it comes down to it.  My life has always been chaotic, but I will always choose the side that I believe in. 

"What are you doing?" Peitro asked, standing in the door way, I turned around and faced him, tears in both of our eyes.

"I'm sorry babe but I won't fight with my dad and if you do I'm sorry for what I will have to do" I said, blinking back all the tears forming in my eyes. 

Peitro took a few steps towards me, reaching his hand out for me to take, I grabbed his hand and was swung into his arms.  "Please be with me" I cried out into his arms.  Pietro ran his fingers through my hair, comforting me. 

"I promsie I'm with you to the end of this battle" he whispered into my ear, hushing me until I pulled away looking into his eyes.  "Lets finish packing" he said, bending down and grabbing the bag from the floor, I watched as he put more cloths and supplies we would need into the bag. 

"We will stay here until everybody makes a decision but I have somewhere for the kids to go and be taken care of" I said, looking up into Pietro's eyes, and bringing my lips up to his. 

Our lips tangled together, his words being mumbled into the kiss.  I heard a faint cry, pulling away from Pietro "Hid this somewhere" I said, looking down at the bag still in Pietro's hand. 

Amelia was awake, rolling around in her crib, "Hello" I said, in a sweet baby voice.  "Look who woke up" I picked her up and pulled her against my chest. 

"Mama" Henry said, running into my room.

"Hi baby" I said, rubbing his curly fluffy curls.  Pushing them down infront of his eyes.

"Mama I can't see" he squealed laughing.

"Oh I'm sorry baby" I said, laughing back at his little giggles. 

"Okay now lets go down stairs and have a movie night with all of our family" I said, pushing him towards the door, letting out a deep breath and hoping for one more night as a family.

"Family movie night" I yell through the tower, everyone comes running into the living room, jumping onto the couch and throwing blankets everywhere.  The tv turned on and everyone went quiet.

Dum-E brought bowls of popcorn and candy, passing them out to everybody.  After a few movies Pietro had gone upstairs with Henry, and Amelia to bed, I ended up falling asleep on the couch, Pietro picked me up and carried me to our room, laying me down on the bed and climbing in next to me, falling asleep for our last peaceful night.

Hey everybody, I am currently working on a new story, it's called Damaged Goods, I dropped the description down below. I update every Saturday, the time changes between each week, it's kind of whenever I have time to get on my computer and update, but I hope you give it a try and like it as much as I do. Okay I'll stop chatting, and let you read the description.

Life is tough, it never gets any easier for a girl named Zoey, but what happens when she meets a guy who changes her life forever. It may not be in the way you think though, but another guy sure does change her for the better. When Zoey loses all hope in life, and what plan she has in sight for her, she is slowly giving up, losing herself in her own troubled mind. Lies and nightmares, taking over her life. Damaged goods can always be changed into something magnificent if you put the time and effort into it, are you up for taking a ride along, and hoping to find out all of Zoey's secrets and why she never gets a break in life.

-/-"I just wanted to ask if you are okay?" he asked, sincerity in his voice.

"I'm fine" I fired back, not in the mood, I've had a shit weekend and I am completely over it at this point in time.

"If you say so" he retorted, turning his attention back to the road, and I returned my attention to the open greenery outside of the moving vehicle.

"I do" I said, giving no more room to argue about what he saw in my room. Again it was silent, but Noah can't seem to keep his mouth shut.

-/-

"Zo you're in your room, it's okay to let go" I whispered, giving her cheek a little kiss. She clung to me even tighter and didn't let go. I tried to look at Zoey's dad, and he just shrugged his shoulders.

"Please stay" she whispered out, choking on her sobs.

"Okay, okay I'll stay" I said, grabbing her again, and scooting her over so I could lay on her bed with her. "I'm not going anywhere" I said, soothing her, I looked up at her dad, and he didn't even seem fazed.