I fidgeted with the bouquet of flowers in my hands.
The music began as the doors were pulled open. I took a deep breath before stepping forward. Up ahead Tony stood there, his hands behind his back and a giant smile on his face. I couldn't help but smile back.
Before I knew it I was standing in front of Tony as the pastor/minister was talking.
Tony grinned at me. But something wasn't right. I blinked and Tony was gone.
"Tony?" I asked aloud. I looked around me but I was all alone. I dropped the bouquet.
I blinked again and what I saw caused me to scream.
Everyone was one the ground covered in blood.
"W-Why Ana?" Steve asked before coughing up blood. I shook my head as a sob escaped my lips I covered my mouth with my hand. I pulled my hand back and it was covered in blood. I look down and my once white dress was splattered with blood.
"No this can't be happening." I said taking a step back.
"Ana!" I whipped around and saw Tony on the ground. Running over I dropped down next to him.
"It'll be okay Tony." I whispered as tears streamed down my face.
"Ana!" I turned around and I was suddenly in a forest. An arm yanked me up.
"Come on we have to keep going!" The man I didn't know said as we started running. I heard yelling behind us.
The man skid to a stop and grabbed me yanking me back. He held me against his chest along a large tree. He covered my mouth as I protested. I heard footsteps run by.
I felt a chill as the man turned me around. I looked up at him. I couldn't make out his face it was a blur.
Now I knew why I was feeling cold in my arm.
The mans arm was made of metal.
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I gasped sitting up. My breathing was labored. I searched around and the clock read 8am. I sighed relieved as I fell back into my bed.
It was just a dream.
There was a knock on my bedroom door before it opened revealing the girls with big smiles on their faces.
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I sat in front of the vanity as the girls were preparing me for the wedding. Natasha and Skye were doing my hair, Pepper was doing my make up, Sharon and Maria were doing my nails.
"I have everything I need right?" I asked again.
"Yes!" They all say in unison as I sighed.
"Okay, okay sorry." I grumbled.
After they were done and my nails dried it was time for the dress.
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Something new, something old and something blue.
The dress counts as new.
I got a blue garter but the only thing I need is something old.
There was a knock at the door. Natasha went over and answered it. Phil stepped into the door with a smile on his face.
"Phil!" I exclaimed rushing over to hug him, in my wedding gown and all. Natasha stopped me.
"You're not ruining our master piece." She stated. Phil and I chuckled.
"You look so much like your mother. So beautiful." He stated. I smiled at him.
"Thank you." I told him.
"We'll give you some privacy." Pepper stated as the girls left in their red bridesmaids dresses.
One they were gone it was just me and Phil. I stepped forward and hugged him, he didn't hesitate to hug me back. Pulling apart his hands on my shoulders.
"You grew to be a beautiful young woman and your about to be married soon." He stated with a sigh at the end dropping his hands. I cracked a smile.
"I'm going to be 30 in like 2-3 months I wouldn't exactly say young anymore." I joked making him crack a smile.
"Compared to me and the others on your team you're young." He told me.
"Thanks I guess." I told him with a grin.
"You grew up so fast and most of your important years I couldn't even see for myself." He said with sadness coating his voice. I smiled sadly at him. "But I'm just happy that I got to witness you grow into a adult, fall in love, get a career and now watch you get married and most of all getting the opportunity to walk you down the isle. I felt tears slowly well up in my eyes. He lightly chuckled his eyes glazed over as well.
"You shouldn't cry on your wedding day that's my job." He joked as I smiled at him before hugging him.
"Thanks dad." I whispered.
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If you couldn't tell the man with the metal arm is Bucky and it was part of a dream and not a flashback along with the "wedding"
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