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"So... what's this song called again?" Diana asked as her foot tapped along to the beat.
"Highway to Hell," Nathan explained as she continued to read the map. "I still don't know how you don't know these songs. I mean, wasn't Mr. Stark big on stuff like this?"
She shrugged as the sounds of their friends' snoring behind the pair filled the void. The drive through North Carolina had been rather long and a little more dangerous than they originally anticipated. The state lines had become much more crowded with officers looking for verification and resulted in a few close calls.
Diana's own tendons shook while trying to keep the map steady within her hands. She had to use a few Pockets that afternoon to help the group get past security unnoticed, resulting in another upgrade. Now Diana Rogers-Stark can make others, like her friends, travel fifty feet ahead while she could only travel a good six now. Progress is still progress?
So, with only thirty-seven percent left, they decided it would be best to drive a little longer and find a motel on the outskirts of the state to avoid anymore trouble.
"It's been a bit since I've seen him, I usually listen to pop or show tunes in the facility though," Diana explained. "I used to listen to some AC/DC with my cousin, but that was a looooong time ago."
He nodded, "That must've been fun though?"
"It was," she agreed. "He actually didn't want me at first."
"Seriously?" Nathan found himself blanching, as it was well known throughout the world how much Tony adored his cousin. It was in the history books for Morgan Stark's sake.
"Yeah," Diana shrugged. "He didn't think it was actually me. Took like five DNA tests with lawyers and stuff to prove I was real. Still didn't want anything to do with me though."
"What changed?"
"He did. I don't know how... he doesn't like talking about his imprisonment, but the moment he made it home he had two things on his mind," she smiled. "Making a world my mom would be proud of, and for me to be with him. Though I gave him a hard time at first. It wasn't like I had much trust in anyone."
"Really?"
She shrugged, "I'm old. Like actually very old but I don't look it or act it, Nate."
"Do you remember much? Like from the lab?"
"Not really... I mean I remember a place called The Garden and a girl a little older than me, but that could've been decades ago for all I know. It's mostly just blank," she shrugged.
"But then you went to the Starks."
Diana nodded, "I didn't know there was life, if that makes sense. The Garden made it sound like the world outside with nothing but insolent weak beings in need of protection, but when I went out there... I didn't want to leave," she started to smiled. "It's actually weird to think how different I used to be. After the Garden but before Sakovia."
