Valentina's POV
My eyes open. I look around for a few moments. My body is sore. Everything is broken. I can barely move. I look to my side and see the robot lady. I don't exactly remember her name.
She moves to my side. She... smiles. Why? I'm not sure.
"You're awake," is all she says. The smile is still on her face.
"Uh huh," I reply. "Everything hurts, but yeah, I'm awake."
"Well, I promise you, you won't hurt like this for long," she tells me.
I raise an eyebrow in confusion.
"Don't worry," is all she says. "Now please, hold still."
A few seconds later, I'm unconscious.
I wake up again. I'm in the same spot I was. I still hurt, but not as much. I look down at myself. I see many scabs and bruised. I'm also covered in bandages and wraps. Then, I see that my hand is enclosed in another. I follow the hand up an arm and to a face. I would know this face anywhere. It is the face of my father. I smile.
He looks up and sees my open eyes. His eyes are red and his face tear stained. A smile crosses his face.
"Valentina..." he says. His voice barely holds together. It's on the verge of breaking.
"Papa," I reply.
I gently sit up, and he embraces me. He promises me that I will be fine. I rest my head on his shoulder.
I want to ask why he had no bruises. He's not broken. He had a concrete ceiling collapse on him, but he's fine. Part of me wants to ask. Right now though, I don't really care. I have my papa and he has me. That's all we need in this moment...
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FanfictionQuinn is a pretty normal seventeen year old, except for the fact that she's gifted. Her life has never been normal, but it is about to change when she is picked up by S.H.I.E.L.D... I do not own Agents of SHIELD. *no profanity *no explicit content R...
