Reuniting? Somewhat
Megan's POV
"Diana!" I heard my name yelled as Natasha was about to close the door of her car. I blearily looked up to see Steve and Sam rushing towards me. "We came as soon as we got the news. What happened?" Steve demanded. Nat pulled out a syringe from the glove compartment and injected it into me. I winced at the sting. "It's a mild anaesthesia. Something to help you tide over the pain you might be experiencing. It helps with the panic too" She soothed, running a hand through my hair. She turned to Steve and Sam.
"Hydra, they knew that we would hang out here occasionally. Tony hasn't pieced it together, but I have. It's the only place all of us have visited in the past 6 months. And she's the only person who has interacted with each of us at all. Her ex boss was Hydra, so it was only a matter of time before they came. Why else would I tell you guys to stop coming here?" She ranted. "You told them to stop?" I whined/slurred, glaring a little at them. "Not now, sweetie.I wanted to keep you safe." She soothed, stroking my head. "I don't feel good" I mumbled, holding my head in my hands, groaning. "I'm gonna get her to Bruce and Helen. You guys follow behind" She instructed. "But Tony-"
"Don't think I don't know about the tabs that you three have been keeping on her. Tony's opinion or her wellbeing? Choose boys." She got into the driver seat and started the engine. "We'll be right behind, Di" Sam cooed, shutting the door. I mumbled out a reply that they couldn't hear. "And we're off" Nat chimed, pressing on the accelerator and zooming off.
I must have dozed off, because the next thing I heard was "You knew where they were all along?!" I blinked my eyes open blearily. "Nat?Steve?" I groaned. "Lie down, I'm still running tests" An Asian lady said, gently pushing me back down. She typed a few things into her tablet, before nodding, satisfied. "Tony, she's fine. My cradle works perfectly" She chimed.
I took that as the cue to sit up and bring my legs to dandle over the side. I caught sight of Steve, Nat Tony facing off while Sam lounged by the side, eating chips. When he saw me looking at him he winked. "It's a good show" He stage-whispered, eating another chip. "Diana, you're alright." Natasha sighed, relieved. "Yeah..a normal hospital would work just fine you know" I snarked, feeling a little cranky. "Yes, but it wouldn't have Helen, state of the art care and... we can't show our faces there. Well at least they can't. Thanks Helen!" Tony intervened, pointedly looking at Sam and Steve. "Oh stop it Tony. You've been keeping tabs on her too. Don't think I haven't noticed you sifting through club footage every week. Not to mention the alerts you've asked Jarvis to activate should there be anything wrong there." Natasha deadpanned. I gave Helen a small 'thank you' hug. People never suspected hugs.
"Yeah..I..well, it's my damn business" he snapped moodily.
I guess that's my cue. "Well, uhm, thank you for the help...I best get going. Good night you guys...And Tony?"
"Yeah?" he asked. I stepped up to him hugging him slightly, before I pulled away and maintained the distance.
"You kept tabs on me, so let me return the favor. I think you should do something about those night terrors. Pepper's been asking Jarvis to monitor you. Thought you should know" I shrugged walking into the elevator.
When I reached the ground floor, I wasn't surprised to see that they had already reached the ground floor. It kinda was a dead giveaway, when the lift stopped at random floors on the way down, but no one entered. "I really have to get going. My father. He'll worry." I explained, looking around them nervously. I did not want a beating. Not after all that crap that went down.
"How'd you know I had nightmares" Tony asked, crossing his arms. "You're really not the only one who has sources. And..people talk. I work at a barrrr for crying out loud." I rolled my eyes at him stepping around them. "Guys, make a date. On my calendar. You wanna talk let's do that. But not now okay? I got damage control to do. People were killed jesus. The press must be swarming..."
"You don't to worry about that. I sent Sharon down to handle it. " Natasha waved off my worry.
"Right, well I really need to get going home.." I trailed off, intimidated as they all crowded around me. "Alright, guys, back off" Sam voiced. "Come on sweetie, I'll take you home" He said, offering me his hand. "Yeah. Uhm, it was nice seeing you all. Thanks for the...healing? I guess" I gestured vaguely, practically dragging Sam away, in my haste.
"You know you can't keep them away for ever right. Especially after what you said to Tony. That man is like a bloodhound" Sam said, as we pulled out of the compound. "I'll deal with it" I said, settling in and closing my eyes.
We neared my neighborhood, but I didn't want anyone to know where I stayed, let alone my father see a MAN dropping me off. "Here's fine Sam." He stopped the car and turned to look at me. I unbuckled my seatbelt and opened the door. "Diana, you can't avoid us." He said. "Sa, I said I'll deal with it. Do you know how many problems I face? " I asked rhetorically. "Oh, and my name. It's not Diana. It's Megan" I said, shutting the door. I walked away briskly not waiting for a reply.
I took the long route home, making sure that I wasn't being followed or anything. I closed the door behind me softly, hoping foolishly to avoid my father. "Megan?" He boomed, turning on the lights. "Father" I greeted softly, tensing. "So?" He held out his hand expectantly. "Father," I tried, "They'll pay me at the end of the month. Please." He stood, towering over me. Well honestly, at my height, which person doesn't tower over me? "I..I know you're THE whore. Whores always get their money, every night. So don't make me ask again". I felt so bad, but it was for my 'survival' if you would. I sighed heavily, feeling humiliated as I reached into my bag and gave him a wad of cash. "Customers must have been satisfied tonight, huh whore?" He snarled, snatching the cash and backhanding me. I kept silent while he ranted. I tried not to let his words affect me.
The end of his tirade caught my attention. "Too bad the boys didn't capture you. Could've gotten alot more tonight." He huffed, kicking me once before he stalked away. I stood shakily, internally sending thanks to Helen, Tony and Sam. I couldn't have made the money today had I not come close to their fat little wallets.
Capture me? Does that mean he knows about the attack on my workplace? About those men coming after me? What the...
Something's afoot.