PARTY
Ophelia and Nat had been walking around the mall looking for dresses for several hours and their feet were starting to hurt. After going into a few shops, they finally found their dresses. Ophelia was puzzled at first because she didn’t know how they would pay for them. Once Nat had shown the billionaire’s credit card, Ophelia laughed and shook her head, praising Natasha with her slyness.
STARK TOWER, MANHATTAN, NEW YORK
Ophelia had gone to her room to get ready for the party. Sure, she was nervous, but she couldn’t wait to meet the rest of the Avengers after a long time. As soon as she put on her black dress, she heard knocks on her door. She fixed her hair and looked at herself before opening the door.
“Hey, O, are you ready?” Natasha asked her before being speechless at Ophelia’s beauty.
“Uh, I’m almost done. Why?” She replied.
Natasha told Ophelia that the party was going to start in a few minutes and Tony told her to get Ophelia to the party as soon as she was ready. Nat had touched up Ophelia’s makeup and told her that she looked amazing. Nat was praising O for her good looks and let’s be honest, Nat was a little jealous.
They were walking into the party and suddenly they heard Tony welcoming Ophelia to the party. Ophelia smiled and hugged the billionaire. “Thanks, Tony, you look great.” She thanked him. Tony passed the microphone and told her to give a speech to the guests.
“Hi! Thank you all for coming tonight, I really appreciate all of you for coming to celebrate my homecoming.” She chuckled. “Tony outdid himself tonight, huh?” Ophelia said while the crowd laughed. “Anyways, have fun everyone! Thank you all for coming again.” The crowd cheered for Ophelia.
“Hey, O! Come here!” Clint shouted for her to go to his direction. Ophelia chuckled and walked through the crowd to say hi to Clint.
“Hey, Clint! How are you? I haven’t seen you in a while.” She greeted him.
“I’m good, I’m good. Anyway, meet Thor, the wonderful God of Thunder.” He introduced the muscular god to Ophelia.
“Oh, wow. The God Of Thunder huh. It’s nice to meet you, pal. I’m Ophelia Michaels.” She smiled at the god.
“Ah! Lady Ophelia, I’ve heard many tales about you from Clint and the son of Coul.” He smiled brightly.
“You mean Coulson? Oh yeah, I’m sure he has a lot to tell you about.” Ophelia laughed. Then, she looked around for a certain doctor.
“You looking for Banner?” Clint asked. “I saw him at the bar with Nat.” He signalled to the bar.
“Thanks, Clint. Talk to you guys later!” She walked towards the bar.
Ophelia covered Bruce’s eyes and chuckled, sending Nat a ‘don’t tell him’ face. Bruce turned around to see who it was and immediately stood up and hugged the girl. “Ophelia! It’s so good to see you again! How long has it been? Oh, it felt like forever!” He exclaimed, letting her go of the hug.
“Five months, Bruce. Five months. How are you, Brucie?” She laughed while Natasha snorted at the nickname Ophelia gave him. Bruce shook his head at the nickname and grinned.
“I’m good! Where have you been? Why didn’t you call? I was getting worried, to be honest.” He said.
“Oh, you know, I was around, doing my job.” She chuckled nervously. Nat had noticed her change in behaviour, but she decided not to say anything about it. See, the reason why Ophelia was anxious about anyone asking where she had been was because she wasn’t doing her job. She wasn’t hunting for the fugitive. Ophelia was held captive by HYDRA. She couldn’t tell anyone yet. She didn’t want anyone to know she was being tortured by the terrorist organization; she was scared to tell them.
She then saw Steve walking towards them and sighed. “Hey, Steve! What’s up?” Ophelia changed the topic to avoid the questions. She was breathing shakily and she hoped no one had noticed.
“Hey, O! I’m good. You look beautiful.” He smiled at her. Ophelia felt her cheeks heat up and quickly took a glass of champagne to cover it up. Natasha and Bruce looked at each other and smirked, knowing that the blond man had a crush on O. They left her and Steve alone to talk.
After a few hours had passed, the seven of them sat down on a couch talking about the things that had happened during the party. They were laughing loudly but who cares? Ophelia was spending time with her best friends and she loved every minute of it but something was on her mind and she needed to let go of the thought. She debated with herself whether she wanted to tell them about what happened during her ‘mission’.
She closed her eyes and thought ‘It’s better to tell them rather than have it eat away your thoughts and distract you’. So, she stood up and sighed.
“I need to tell you what really happened.”