Hi welcome to my new story. I really hope you enjoy it. I'm so excited to tell this story.

Story Notes: I will be using they/them pronouns feel free to use your own though. I apologize for any mistakes though 

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Steve POV

I wandered through the woods feeling quite happy with the outcome of the last mission. I was able to gather the information I needed with very few guards to take out. I pushed past the branches that dangled from trees tickling the top of my head. Green plants wrapped around my ankles as I looked for the Quinjet knowing it was around here somewhere. I found an open clearing. It was dark and hazy as the clouds rolled over the sun limiting any light. I walked into the clearing checking the coast beforehand. In the distance, slumped by a tree stump was a small figure. I rubbed my eyes and blinked quickly making sure there was someone there. I opened my eyes. Yup still there. I pulled my shield off my back just in case and I approached the figure. I could see the Quinjet to my right just a few metres away. My two egos battled for a moment. 

What if they are trouble? But what if they need help? You don't need another mission! They could be hurt! 

These questions circled around my mind along with dozens more all providing reasonable points. I exhaled and finally accepted that if I didn't help, I would definitely regret it.

I walked towards the figure.

They were curled up in a ball covered in blood. "Shit," I muttered. Bruises covered their arms, legs and face with blood dripping down their body pooling into a puddle underneath them. I pressed two fingers against their neck. I could feel a small pulse slow and weak. Their left arm was clearly broken and badly. It was pointing in the opposite direction. God knows how many other injuries they had? I had to take them to the compound. They were only a kid, small and helpless. 

I hauled them up into my arms. I tried to keep their arm still not wanting to hurt them any further. They had already been through enough. I ran to the Quinjet and placed them against the floor.

I started flying trying to get home as fast as possible. I picked up my phone and called Bruce. It rang for a second before he answered.

"Hello, Steve?"

"Hi Bruce. Be ready I need medical." 

"Oh my god, what happened?"

"No, not for me."

"Then for who?" he asked confused.

"I found a child. They are badly hurt and need help"

"Ok, I'll be ready," he answered.

"Thank you," I said before quickly ending the call. I turned my head making sure they were ok. 

Still unconscious.

I could see the huge Stark tower get bigger as I flew towards it. I landed and grabbed the child. 

I walked out the Quinjet holding the youngster close to my chest. Their head lolled against my shoulder. I heard the loud bang of doors open and footsteps rushing towards me. The avengers surrounded me. 

Wanda rushed to my side holding the kid's head up supporting them. She kept her eye firmly on them as we walked to the medical lab. The others followed behind us as Nat and Tony fired a million questions about who they were and what happened to them. I answered the few I could and filled them in with what happened. 

I laid the child against the bed as the other Avengers left. Wanda, Nat and Tony all stayed as Bruce rushed around the youngster with Tony helping. Wanda kept looking at Nat and Nat kept her eyes firmly pasted on the child with tears brimming in her eyes as she chewed on her fingernail. I looked at them confused. Did Nat know this child? Nat has kept a lot of stuff hidden in the past like we didn't know she had a sister until a few months ago. 

(Quick note: Yelena is an Avenger in this she is known as the White Widow and Pietro is alive and an Avenger known as Quicksilver.)

Before too long, Bruce announced they had a broken arm and needed surgery. We turned our attention to him and listened as he said what he was planning to do going into detail with each step. 

Y/N POV

I could hear the hum of voices all buzzing and fuzzy not able to tell what they were saying. I tried to move. I could feel a tug on my right arm on the back of my hand. An IV? Was I in hospital? I tried to move my left arm but I couldn't without feeling the worst pain in the world. I could feel my chest tighten as I started to panic. Was this her plan? Was this all a trap? 

I opened my eyes.

Hi, hope you enjoyed. The next chapter should be out either tonight or tomorrow. I'll be releasing updates on my account announcements so go follow me. I had way too much fun writing this. I'm so excited for this story. Anway Question of the Chapter what are your story predictions?