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17&18

"I've been meaning to ask you; Do you know her?" asks Tony, gesturing to the screen.

"Yeah, y-yeah. She's my best friend. Why?" Peter crosses his arms, eyebrows a bit furrowed.

Tony blinks, "Serious?"

"Yeah. Why do you ask, though? She's not secretly working for HYDRA, is she?" he laughs nervously.

"No," Tony smiles for a moment before it's gone, "I was wondering if you know anything about her mother."

"Mrs. Portman? I- um, what?" Peter asks, shifting his weight on his feet.

"We're trying to see if Harper's mom abuses her" says Bruce calmly.

"..." Peter opens and shuts his mouth. "I-I don't think so... I mean, Mrs. Portman is pretty strict on Harper, but I don't think she would hit Harper..."

"Does Harper flinch at sudden movements? Have you noticed any bruises on her?" Asks Black Widow.

"Y-yeah, but she always has an excuse. She's actually really clumsy, so I didn't think she might be..." Peter trails off.

"Hey," Tony puts his hands on Peter's shoulders, "It's gonna be okay, kiddo"

Cap walks in, "Suit up. We got a problem."

Chapter 18:

After I wake up, mom wasn't there. Ivy meows at me, circling my ankles as I grab Tylenol for my pounding head. I sit back on the couch, Ivy in my lap. My thoughts are slow; the knock on the door barely comprehending. It comes again, sharper. I wince as my head hurts. I stand shakily, and I almost black out again. I fall to my hands and knees. My arms shake, so I lay down on the floor, trying to keep my vision from fading. There's a loud BANG and Ivy bolts under the couch.

Someone walks in, footsteps light. They crouch down and pick me up effortlessly. The man lays me down on the couch, "just breathe, kid. You're safe."

I close my eyes, thoughts racing. Where's mom? Who's this? Why is he here? What was the loud bang? I fall asleep.

"JARVIS, are vitals secure?"

"Yes, sir. She appears to be gaining contiousness."

I hear the voices stop after that. I open my eyes to see people standing in the apartment. I sit up, way too fast, and my headache comes back. "Relax, kid. You're alright" says one of them.

I take in the people in the room.

A red and gold man sized robot.

A man in a spangled suit.

A man and woman in black combat suits, the man has a metal arm and the woman has red hair.

Two teens, or young adults, standing next to each other. The boy has light blonde wavy hair, the girl is in all red with straight brown hair.

"I- wh-" my voice refuses to work.

"You're ok, Harper," the girl in red sits down on the couch next to me. "Just breathe. Your body has been through a lot of stress. We won't hurt you." She promises, her deep green eyes on me.

A weird feeling goes through me, and I see wisps of red light on Scarlett Witch's fingers. I recognize the feeling as comfort, my heart rate slowing. I wait a couple minutes before asking, "why are all you here?" I catch sight of the door, which is on the floor, "and who kicked down the door?"

The Winter Soldier laughs softly, "That would be me."

"I think you know why we're here," Captain America crosses his arms.

I try to think if I did anything illegal. I come up with nothing, much less Avenger level illegal "I don't," I say,a dull ache in my head.

"Then can you tell us why you were on the floor unconscious?" Black Widow questions.

"Um," I falter. I knew they'd look into it!, I think. I try to think of an excuse, but nothing comes to mind.

"Tell the truth, kid." Says Captain.

"I just fainted. It's not a big deal," I say with a shrug.

"Who slapped you?" Asked Iron Man, but he sounded like he already knew.

"Got in a fight at school," I lie.

"Cut the bullsh-"

Cap interrupts the Winter Soldier, "Language!"

A smile tugs at my lips despite the situation. In the corner of my eye, I see Black Widow nod to the witch next to me, and in a blink a reply of my mom yelling plays in my head. I blink again, and it's gone. I see Wanda's hand near my temple, red light fading from her fingertips. I realize she looked  into my mind. She looks at me, head slightly tilted to the side.

"What did you see?" Asks Quicksilver in his thick Sokovain accent.

"Her mother hit her," she looks at her twin as she specks in a accent just like his. "I don't know why she fainted though." 

When she raised her hand to my temple again, I hold her wrist, "Please don't." I say, "I have a problem with fainting around blood. It's like a phobia. It happens sometimes, I'm ok."

They all share a look,as if realizing something. Iron Man speaks, "why don't we take you to Stark Tower until we talk to DHS."

"How long will I be staying?" I ask.

"Depends," says Captain.

"Ok, but I have my cat. I can't just leave her-" I get interrupted.

"She can come," says the Winter Soldier, who has Ivy in his arms. She purrs as he pets her.

"Are we leaving now, or?" I ask.

"As soon as possible," answers Black Widow.