Tony's party

Estela entered the room in a men's suit since she despised anything girly like dresses, skirts, long skirts, etc. She looked around and saw the room was crowded with people.

'God I'm going to hate this even more than I already do.' She grumbled to herself, Estela stuffed her hands in her pockets and strolled past the crowds. These people are idiots, Estela went upstairs where there were no people and sat on one of the small couches that was up there.

Estela quietly watched people mingle when she heard footsteps coming her way, she looked to her right and saw Bucky and Steve walking towards her.

'Hey.' Buck greeted calmly, giving Estela a warm smile as they both sat down next to Estela.

'Amico, spero che to non sia ubriaco. (Man, I hope you're not drunk).' Estela grumbled in Italian, Steve shook his head. But Bucky, well, he was confused as one man could be.

'No, non possiamo ubriacarci a causa del siero del super soldato, (No, we can't get drunk because of the super solider serum).' Steve replied, she nodded slowly.

'Sorry? I don't speak whatever language that was.' Bucky said, Steve chuckled. Estela smirked and continued watching the people mingle down below.

Quick footsteps rushed up the glass stairs and towards them but when the person got to the top of the stairs, well it turned out it was just a woman dressed up fancy for Stark's "grand" party.

'Steve! You ran off on me--oh. Who's this....animal you're chatting with?' Estela rolled her eyes, knowing that the slut was referring to her. The angry bitch had long blond hair and was tall with a disgusted look.

'Sorry, I don't deal with bitches like you.' Estela said as she stood up, she began walking away when the woman forced Estela to turn around and punched her in the nose. Blood quickly started pouring out of Estela's nose and she pinched the bridge of it, the boys stood up quickly.

'You weak . . . coward! Fight me!' The drunk woman snapped, stumbling while trying to walk towards Estela butMiller sighed.

'I mean, I would slap you but I don't want to make your face look better. Besides, I'm too dangerous.' Miller said calmly, the bitch glared at her.

'Sharon, stop, she's right . . . about the being dangerous part.' Rogers warned, Sharon snorted. Estela pulled out a napkin from her pocket and wiped her nose as it finally stopped bleeding.

'My dear Steve shouldn't hang out with a slut like you, you're a worthless little rat!'

'Aww, it's so cute when you talk about things you don't understand.' Estela yawned, clearly Sharon had too much to drink....or she had one shot of vodka. 'Well, I better leave you to your rant.'

Estela had started to walk away again when something got shot in her right wrist and ankle, she grabbed her wrist in pain and looked behind her, only to find Sharon pointing her pistol at Estela with her finger on the trigger.

The party below didn't stop which wasn't surprising, Estela took a step but stumbled and rested against the railing, Bucky rushed over to Estela and helped her stand up.

'Sharon!!' Steve snapped angrily, snatching the pistol out of her hands. The blood started coming out of the wounds more quickly and Sharon dropped into Steve's arms dramatically.

'Oh Steve, I'm really sorry. I accidentally pulled the trigger-'

'No Sharon.' Rogers hissed, dropping Sharon. 'You didn't pull it accidentally, WHY DO YOU EVEN HAVE A GUN ANYWAY!?'

'Self Defense?' She said jokingly.

'You're just jealous, you know what, you should leave.'

'WHAT?!' She snapped, she stamped her foot in frustration and stormed towards Estela but Bucky blocked her path. 'Move dickhead.' She snarled.

'No.' Bucky growled, Steve grabbed Sharon by the wrist and dragged her away, Bucky faced Estela with a concerned look. 'You okay?'

'Yeah, fine.' Estela mumbled angrily under her breath, squeezing her wrist tighter. The bleeding wasn't stop and was now dripping on her pants.

'Let's go get you patched up.' Buck said, Estela sighed and limped downstairs and out of the enormous room.