Chapter 8

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She sat down and sighed. The fight against Ultron was not going to be pretty.

It was going to destroy the earth, and she had to be there to fix it.

"Do you have a suit?" Steve asked sitting next to her.

"Sort of, yes." She replied and looked down.

Using his finger, he lifted her chin.

"I don't have very good memories with it though."

"I don't think anyone has good memories here." He said and he was right.

Rebecca wasn't poisoned, but she watched her family die.

Her son, her husband, her mom, John Smith, her dad, Nakoma, all of them. She believed in God, because she was baptized when she married John.

But now, she didn't know anything. Her mind was confused and she was losing herself.

She missed her son, but he was dead. Everyone she knew and loved was dead.

The young girl took out her blue necklace from her bag and looked at it. It was her mothers.

"Can you put this on for me?" She asked Steve and handed him the necklace.

He nodded and put it on her.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Anyone could tell that Steve had at least a few feelings for her.

"Why did you kiss me?" She asked quietly.

Nobody was really paying attention, everyone else was in the front of the quinjet.

The two were in the back, alone.

Steve didn't answer, but instead, he kissed her again.

He winked and walked away, leaving her confused.

'Dammit,' Rebecca thought.

She couldn't get attached to anyone, and didn't want too.

They were on their way to Seoul.

"The twins will be there." Pocahontas said standing up.

"How do you know this?" Clint asked her.

"Because, they hate Stark and they are on Ultron's side. They go everywhere he goes now." She replied.

"Good point." He replied.

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