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Her family wasn’t normal. A super soldier and a master assassin for parents. A sister who could move things with her mind. And she could see the future. Yes, her family was odd, but it was hers, and it was perfect. There wasn’t much she could give him, not anything that would mean as much as what he’d given her. A happy life, when without him and Steve there would have only been struggle and despair. So she hugged him, tight around the middle, her head on his chest.
“Happy Father’s Day, dad. I love you.”










