Love

I found Natasha in the room with Clint. "Clint!" I shouted. I got up on Clint's bed and hugged him. I began to cry for the 4th time today. First, I find out that Loki is my dad. Then, Loki kills my best friend. And my Uncle is probably stranded somewhere while I'm sitting here, hoping he's alive. He is a god so he should have survived, right?

"Zee", Clint says. I looked up at him. "Nat told me about you and Loki". I went silent. I sat down on the bed, my feet dangling over the edge. Clint was on my right. Nat was on my left. "We want you to know, Zee, that no matter who your birth parents are, we will always love you and you will always be our daughter", Clint says.

"I don't want you to think of me differently because of my father", I said.

"We don't. Even if you were the daughter of a purple guy who wants to kill everyone, we'd still love you", Clint says. I frowned at Clint's imagination. A purple dude who is trying to kill everyone? How old is he? 5?

"Nice imagination", I said. Clint chuckles.

"We love you, Zia. Don't ever forget that", Natasha says. I hugged both of my adoptive parents.

Steve came into the room a few minutes later. "Time to go", Steve says.

"Go where?" Natasha asks.

"I'll tell you on the way. Can you fly one of those jets?" Steve asks.

"I can", Clint says as he gets out of the bathroom. Steve looks at me and Natasha as if asking if we could trust Clint. Me and Natasha nodded.

"Do you have a suit?" Steve asks. Clint nodded. "Then suit up".

I got into a black short sleeve shirt and black pants. I wore a dark green long sleeve trench coat and some fingerless black gloves. I wore black boots and my black hair was down.