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The Winter Soldier.

"Mom!" Lola said, and hugged the woman.

"Baba pók. Hiányoztál. hogyan halad a balett és a kerítés? Baby spider. I missed you. How is ballet and fencing going?"
Natasha says to her daughter, kissing her cheek and then taking Lila off of Lola's hip, and into her arms.

" A nagy mamája. hogy vagy? Azt hittem, Fury meghalt? hogyan áll hátra mögötted? Its great mama. how are you? i thought Fury died? how is he standing behind you then?"
Lola says, her words rushing out of her mouth. Natasha laughs, and then Fury says from the shadows behind her,

"I have no idea what in the world you are saying, or what language y'all are even speaking, but I heard my name. So I'm gonna make my entrance. How are you Lola?"

"Nicholas J. Fury. It's nice to see you again. I've been good." Lola says, extending a hand to the man as he steps inside, her voice thick with a accent that Fury can't seem to place.

"It's Fury to you kid. Whats that language you learned since last year?" He says, confused on how she managed to acquire a accent in only a year, while living on a farm in America.

"That's something you might want to take into account on your evaluation. Might want to look into it further as well, even though I already have." Natasha says, shutting the front door, before turning to her daughter.

"Where's Laura,Clint, and Cooper?" Natasha says in English this time.

"Aunt Laura and Uncle Clint went shopping in town. Cooper is upstairs in his bedroom." Lola responds, heading into the living room and sitting on the couch. Natasha and Fury follow the girl, taking seats of their own facing her, with Lila sitting on Natasha's lap.

"So where did the language come from kid?" Fury says, and Lola says,

"About two months after I came here, I recalled something about my past. The first thing in the three years of my life that I can remember."

"You remembered something?" Fury says, surprise evident on his face.

"Yes. I remembered that English was my second language. And that Hungarian was my first." The girl says, her hands nervously twitching.

"I re-evaluated your search on her. There's still no links. This information doesn't give us much to work with. Lola still doesn't exist." Natasha says, and Fury thoughtfully nods.

"What about her power?" Nick says to Natasha.

"She's so much stronger. Her powers are seemingly limitless in strength, and as she grows older I am positive that she will grow even more powerful. As of now I clock her strength compared to the Avengers at being in-between Stark and Banner."

"Good god." Fury says, looking at Lola.

"Are you guys hungry? Because I have to feed Cooper and Lila dinner, so I'm gonna go cook."

"Dinner would be great pók. Thanks. Nick?"  Natasha says.

"Dinner would be great miss Romanoff." Fury says to Lola, and she nods, heading into the kitchen. She puts headphones on, and plays music through them while she prepares the food.

Fury watches as Lola levitates slightly in the center of the kitchen, flicking her fingers around, and she chops vegetables, stirs a pot of noodles, and cooks a steak, all at the same time, without even touching anything. The black tendrils fly all around the kitchen as Lola hums softly to herself.