I look back at Tony and Pepper's daughter. Tiny snowflakes turn into a little crown on her head. "Juliet, how did you manage to bring back Natasha and know when and where to return the stones?"
"I pay attention to everything around me, Tony." I sit up in the bed which I know is definitely not mine. My body still aches from the recent events. I pick sweet little Morgan up and get off the bed.
I place her on my hip. "Looks like we're related, sweetie. Tony, where is Steve and Bucky?"
"I think Steve left for a life with Peggy in the forties. I don't know about Bucky." My eyes full of tears threaten to fall from the news.
I wish he would of let me say goodbye before he left. At least he can finally be truly happy. "Not to be rude or anything, but I would like to go find Bucky."
"We understand. Just promise to visit us, please."
*Of course. I will, Tony. I will be back on Friday.*
I really need to stop landing in people's laps. I look up to see a set of beautiful blue orbs looking right back. I wrap my arms around my snowflake, while I press my lips to his.
"I've missed you, Bucky. I heard Steve went back to have a life with Peggy."
"Now who in the world would tell you that?" My eyes follow into the direction of the familiar voice.
"Steve? Tony said you went back in time to live with Peggy. How are you here and not looking like someone who is hundred and five years old?"
"I wouldn't be able to be happy living with Peggy. Not since I met you at least. Before you all I could do was wishing I could be with her, especially after she had died."
"How in the world did I change that?"
"The way you care about everyone around you. How you do everything you can to help Bucky with his problems from his past with Hydra."
"How are you feeling, you know, since you passed out on the battle field?"
"I feel a whole lot better, but my body is still a little weak. I guess that is normal for someone who has been in a coma for about seven years." I can't help the smile on my face as I look between my two favorite people in the world.
"Why the hell were you in a coma?"
"Remember when we last talked before the whole Titan attack. When I told you that I was a vampire. When I ran off, I think, my body shut down. I like to think it was in preparation of the fight, Bucky."
"You're a what?"
"I forgot that you weren't here for that Steve. That is what happens when you are away on a mission," I shift my body off of Bucky. "So what have you two been up to since I've been playing Sleeping Beauty?"
"I got Chinese food!"
"Hey, Sammy. Got enough for one more?"
"If Steve and Bucky are willing to share with you then hell yeah," Sam brings me in for a hug.
"We haven't really been doing much while you were sleeping." Steve's happiness fills the room once his voice rings out.
"Honestly I didn't think you were ever going to wake up, little mini Hawkeye."
"Sorry to disappoint you, Sam. You guys can't get rid of me that easily." They nod in agreement. Sam watches me eat. "What's up with the staring, Samuel?"
"Seven years of being a sleeping princess sure hasn't been kind to you."
"Yeah, I know that I'm a bit under weight. I know Tony has been trying to 'force' food down my throat while I have been unconscious."
"Well, stick with me, and I will fatten you right back up."
Laughter fills the room from Sam's joke. We continue to eat everyone's designated dinner.
"I just realized something. If I have been in a coma for seven years, doesn't that make me twenty four now?"
"Wait, that means we missed your eighteenth and twenty first birthday. We are definitely going to have to make up for lost time, little vamp."
"I am going to assume you heard the conversation we just had."
"Not really. Bucky boy over there likes to ask questions. Then I kinda put two and two together."
"I'm going to go off a limb and say that you probably watched a lot of stereotypical vampire movies. Am I right, Bucky?"
"I made him watch just about every single movie and documentary that involves vampires."
"Did you force him to watch the Twilight saga? I personally didn't like them due to the large amount of stereotypes of vampires and werewolves. I mean, last time I checked I don't sparkle in the sunlight, and it doesn't burn me."
I also need sleep as much as the next person. I age like a regular person does as far as I know. I'm not ice cold to the touch either."
"And what about the werewolf stereotype?"
"Glad you asked, Sammy. There actually wasn't a lot of misguided stereotypes for the werewolves. My body temperature isn't overly hot. It also doesn't hurt when I change forms. Honestly I don't even notice any discomfort."
Friday rolls around faster than I know it. "Wanna tag along for my visit with the Starks?"
"I'm not too sure as to how Tony would feel about that, Doll. He still hates me for killing his parents."
"He can get over it, Bucky."
"I'm serious, Juliet."
"And so am I. He can't hate you forever for what the Winter Soldier had done. I guess, I will just go alone then. I will be back in a little bit."
"Have fun."
I teleport right outside the cabin. The door opens right before I could knock.
"Hi, Happy. Tony home?"
"In the back with Morgan. How did you know my name? And who are you?"
"Sorry, I forgot we never actually met. I'm Tony's cousin."
He lets me inside. Pepper greets me from the kitchen.
"Hi, Pepper. How has everyone been?"
"We"re all fine, Juliet. I'm sure you're looking for Tony."
As if on cue Tony and sweet little Morgan make their entrance.
"Aunt Julie!" Morgan hops out of Tony's arms and dashes over to me. She makes the cute little grabby hands.
The second she is in my arms, an alarm blares in my head. *Little vamp, we really could use your help right about now. It's urgent that you get here as soon as possible.*
"Gotta go. I'm being summoned." They wave as I teleport out and transport Morgan back into Tony's arm.
"What is wrong, Sammy?"
Go figure. Ross has to come mess with us. Probably after me again. This guy is starting to get on my last nerve.
As quickly as I can, I grab onto Steve, Sam, and Bucky and teleport us out of the room.
Not again.