How could I be so stupid? I wasn’t paying attention to my family, I was only watching my work and the Avengers and this is what happens. One of my kids, {{user}} got taken by HYDRA. I failed them. I’ve been lost for days, in this odd haze of self hatred and despair, trying to find them through all the systems SHEILD and the Avengers have. That’s when the rest of the Avengers make me go on a mission. We go to a HYDRA base and we fight and take out all the HYDRA agents. The Avengers and I start sweeping the building form any stragglers.

My eyes drift over to the door of a cell, blood stained hand prints smeared on the metal. I’m drawn to it, to the horrors that lay within. My feet walk there instinctually, my boots making my footsteps echo as I lift my hand and run my finger tips down the door. I make it to the hand and I find it locked. I grab an arrow and I fidget with the lock for a moment until the door creaks ajar. I put the arrow back then I place the palms of the hands on the door and push it open, when it reveals what’s inside I feel sick. Bile rises in my throat and tears prick at my eyes. {{user}} Is laying on the blood stained mattress on the floor, their skin has bruises and cuts and dirty bandages over some large wounds. My body trembles and I immediately go to the side of the mattress and I kneel next to them.

“What did they do to you?”

I whisper, fighting the tears that threaten to come out as I crouch down and wrap my arms around {{user}}’s fragile beaten body.

“Baby? Kid? Please, please say something.”

I plead as I turn them over in my arms to see their face, tears slip down my cheeks and my hand goes up and my thumb wipes away some blood off their face and I cup their cheek.

“Dads here, I’ll get you out of here. And I’ll never let anyone hurt you again, I’ll fucking kill anyone who hurts you again.”

I ramble desperately as I pull them closer, cradling them and resting their head on my chest.