Daughter of falcon. (Sam Wilson x child! Reader)

Sam's POV

Sam's POV

"LETS GO!"
I screamed throughout the living room where everyone is sitting around doing there own thing.
All heads snapped to me with confused and alert faces.
"What's wrong?"
Bruce asked standing from his seat next to Nat.

"I'll explain on the way just get off your lazy asses and let's go.!"
I say getting very impatient.

They all look at each other then get up.

Finally.

We all get into a car as Clint drove to where I said to go.

"What's the problem?!?"
Tony asked getting annoyed at the fact he does not know what's going on.

I let out a sigh as I let a tear slip.

"B-bliss, s-s-she might be,. She might die."
I say about to break down.

Everyone was now inching off there seat.

I didn't need to say anything else before Clint quickly slammed on the gas pedal.

We get of the high way after almost half an hour.

We soon are about to pass by a house with a bunch of police officers and news reporters.

"Wait Wait Wait stop up here."
Nat said.
I soon understand why and quickly jump out the car as did everyone else.

I run up to an officer.
"What happened here."
I demanded.

"Who are you?"
He said slightly with an attitude.

I just harden my glare and I can feel the others doing the same behind me.
He clears his throat and decided to speak.

"We got a call saying that a little girl was laying on the floor basically already dead. The house was close to empty so the person who did it left quickly."

"Sam lets go, I have a bad feeling."
Wanda said slightly pulling my shoulder so we can get to the hospital.

Clint once again speed there.

"Bliss Wilson."
I say to the person at the front desk.

She looked at me with sad eyes.

No.

"Bliss is in a coma. But...... it's normal likely she wouldn't wake at all. She not only can't, but her mind also seems as if she was already prepared for death. We did all we could but it still was not enough. I'm sorry."