Time After Time | H. Rogers ✓

three - sokovia accords

Third Person POV

Steve walked to Hazel's room, Tony would be here soon for the meeting and everyone including Hazel has to be there.

He opened the door to see an empty bed, an empty room for that matter.

"Hey Vision." Steve called, Vision phased through the wall. "Do you know where she is?"

"She seemed upset when she passed by me, perhaps she's in the training room, blowing off steam?"

Steve pulled up his phone, he's still working out how to use it 100% but he knows enough.

He pulled up his tracker, ever since she sneaked out last time and also for any safety reasons, Tony put a tracker on her phone.

"She's...in the woods." Steve walked over to the couch and grabbed his brown leather jacket and followed the tracker outside.

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Hazel's POV

Stop it! Stop it hazel. I covered my ears. A high pitch vibration was ringing in my head. God it hurts.

I squeezed my knees tighter to my body and tried everything, all of my techniques to calm down.

"Hazel." I heard my dad's voice behind me.

"Go away." My voice was very stuffy, you could tell that I'm crying.

"I'm your father I'm not just gonna go away."

"I'm fine, just let me be by myself!" I raised my voice.

I heard a heavy sign. "I know heart to hearts never really work." He sat next to me.

I buried my face into my knees, seriously he never listens.

"I got into a lot of fights, heart to hearts never worked when Bucky tried them."

"It's going to end, eventually." I looked up. "Everything always falls apart, and it's my fault."

"It's not your faul-"

"Bad things always happen, to whoever is around me." I sniffed. "Legos for example, the stupid sokovia fight where I couldn't save Pietro! forget Washington? Where so many shield agents lost their lives and New York. Coulson, He's gone."

"Hazel no, it's never on you."

"I'm not finished! Maybe if I worked harder we could find Bruce and god..." I wiped my angry tears. "Peggy wouldn't have lost anyone, Mr. Colin wouldn't worry about a stubborn enraged child and..." I took a heavy, tear filled breath.

"My mother wouldn't have to marry that horrible man if I was never born!" I screamed.

There was a silence, a long silence before I started crying more.

Dad rubbed my back, I think I scared him too much with my honest words. They have been held inside since I was young.

"You have so much hurt for someone so young, you never should have went through any of it." Dad had a broken, sad voice, but I was the one to break it.

"We can't go back, to the past." He rested just hand on my arm. "We both were ripped out of time and they told us to find a spot it fit in."

"I'll always be the kid from Brooklyn." He looked at me. "You'll always be the young witty girl that had to save herself from a hellish home."

"But we both can be more, we can overpower the past with a better future."

"Time after time, we are some strong cookies." He chuckled and then he made me chuckle a bit.