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Author's Note.
Hello :)
So I thought it was about time that I got back into the swing of writing having been gone for nearly over a year now. I recently got engaged so I've been a busy busy bee sorting out the wedding stuff and getting my immigration papers ready to join my fiance and pooch at the end of the year! I thought that maybe since the story was published in 2012, that I would go back and give it a bit of a re-vamping.

With this following tonight once many of the chapters have been uploaded, the original story of Challenge Accepted will be removed from the site. Fair warning.


'There was an idea to bring a group of remarkable people together, so when we needed them, they could fight the battles that we never could. It was called the Avengers Initiative'

Washington D.C

Left. Right. Jab. Block. Upper cut. Jab. Block. Hook. Hook. Jab - Doorbell?

The excessive ringing caught her attention, bringing the slightly out of breath brunette away from her nightly work out, she pressed her hands firmly against her now aching sides as she made quick work of stretching the pain out. The punching bag that she had strung up in her spare room was left burnt and splitting around the edges from her efforts. Jennifer grabbed the damp towel from the bench, throwing it carelessly over her shoulders as she jogged down towards her front door. She wasn't expecting anyone? She grabbed her gun from the drawer beneath the bowl of keys, tucking it inside the waistband of her yoga pants as she unlatched the thick chains she had fit over the door. She arched her brow as she came face to face with Maria Hill, a bundle of files in her hands.

"Maria?" She asked opening the door wider for the brunette with a small smile, "What are you doing in D.C at ten o'clock on a Sunday night?"

"Fury sent me." Maria replied with a small shrug as she closed the door over behind her. She looked around amused noticing the toys that were littered across the living room floor of the normaly over-tidied apartment. "Fletch?" She asked picking up the lilac rabbit from the floor.

Jennifer smiled, "My niece is here remember?" She explained gesturing down the hall to where her niece had taken up a semi-permanent residence in her guestroom. She kicked her leg underneath herself as she sat back down onto the couch, raising her eyebrow as she flipped open a file on the Tesseract, that she was pretty sure was supposed to be locked away in a facility in the middle of the desert. "Now I'm assuming Fury didn't send you all this way just to discuss my messy apartment." She commented, "What's going on now?"

"S.H.I.E.L.D needs you to come in," She explained as she handed over the remaining files, the one at the bottom belonging to her. "It's been - stolen," She sighed, "You recognise this guy?" She asked handing over the photo from his file. "Loki?"

Jennifer raised her gaze up from the file to stare at the photo of the inky-haired man, "I don't.." She sighed, "I've heard of his brother-" She paused, "Thor? But that is as far as my Norse knowledge goes."

Maria frowned, "This man managed to steal the cube without so much as breaking a sweat, not only that - he has Erik Selvig and-" She looked up quickly to watch her expression, "Clint Barton under some sort of enchantment," Jennifer sat up a little straighter as she raised her brow at the information. "I know that you said you were done now that you have Andie and after Rogers - but we need you." She all but pleaded, "This isn't about us anymore." She stated, "Fury wants to assemble the Avengers."

"Fury threw that idea out of the window years ago - literally." Jennier commented shaking her head amused, "Why does he want us all now?"

"We believe that we are facing what could be a global catastrophe." Maria sighed, "We need all the help that we could possibly get in bringing it home."

"I'm a pilot Maria," Jennifer lied as she looked anywhere else but at her. "There isn't much I can do but fly the jets,"

Maria smirked flipping open the last file and slid a photograph across the coffee table towards her. Jennifer sighed looking down at the image of the woman, who funnily enough looked a lot like her, encased in bright blue flames soaring alongside the at-the-time upgraded Iron Man suit.

"I'm not her anymore Maria," She sighed. "I'll fly your jets but my days as Skylight are done."

"Fletch." Maria tried softly, putting her hand on the woman's knee. "What happened with Pam wasn't your fault, she knew the risks of her job when she left." Jennifer rolled her eyes. "With Rogers-" She was interrupted as a soft wail carried it's way down the hallway stealing their attention away, "I think you're being summoned."

"Listen to me," Jennifer replied scooping up the files into her arms, "I'll do what I can to help you - believe me I will," She stood up holding the files to her chest as she turned to walk down the hall. "-but I have other responsibilities now, I can't just run back into the firing line."

"Don't you think we thought about that." She called after her, "He's there." Jennifer stopped. "Just think about it Fletch, the jet will be waiting for you tomorrow morning." She smirked, "I hope Andie isn't too much of a handful for you tonight."

Jennifer just shook her head as she walked into the guest room, she leant over the edge of the large cot to see her niece staring up at her through teary doe-like-eyes. "What's the matter with you little lady?"

The little girl simply whimpered causing Jennifer to sigh as she set down the files on the small table before reaching down to scoop her up.

She whispered sweet nothings to her, smoothing down her messy blonde hair as she paced back and forth around the room, "Auntie Fletch needs to go away for a little while baby," Andie whimpered again against her shoulder, as if she understood, "I know I know - I don't want to leave you either sweetheart, but I'm pretty sure that your daddy will take good care of you when I'm gone."

"Why?" She suddenly demanded clutching her small turtle to her chest.

"I have to go back to work sweetie," She replied. She sighed kissing the side of her head, "I love you so much Andie-pop"

The Lincoln memorial stood only a short distance away lit up by a few spotlights. Jennifer sighed to herself drawing the curtains closed before silently traipsing back to her own bedroom, Andie safely back to sleep. She grabbed her cell from the nightstand and took a breath.

"Ah.." Tony chuckled, "The ever beautiful Miss Fletcher," She smirked sitting down on the edge of her bed, "I take it one of our friendly neighbourhood S.H.I.E.L.D agents have just left your humble D.C abode?"

Jennifer smirked tucking her hair behind her ear. "What do you make of it all?"

"I think you've had your bags packed for a year now Fletch." He commented. She groaned looking over to the chaise that sat in the corner of her room, where her duffle bag had never moved from. "Am I right?"

"I promised Pam I would help Chris take care of Andie, how can I just up and leave again?" She questioned.

"Your sister knew the life you had chosen the moment that you got here Fletch," Tony explained, "She went her way, you went yours it's not exactly rocket-science," He smirked, "You're Skylight." Jennifer rolled her eyes at the name the media had given her, "They need you to go in there and do your job!"

She grumbled, "This isn't my job anymore."

"And what?" He asked, "You're just gonna be the live in nanny while her dad does what? Waste away in grief and not be a father?" Jennifer huffed, "You loved your job-" He chuckled, "And the people it brought with it."


Having long hung up on Tony during his ramblings about Pepper allowing builders to invade his private elevator, she lay curled up on her side clutching a pillow to her chest as she stared at the photographs that stayed next to her bed. She stared at the photo of her and her beautiful blonde sister Pamela, the day would forever stick in her mind, it was the day she was told she was about to be an auntie before she flew out on a re-con mission.

They looked like polar opposites but a perfect match to be sisters.

She sighed to herself.

Pamela had been sent out on a recon mission just over a year ago, when Andie was only just coming up for one, she had been caught up in an ambush that sent her back to the States in a box along with four other S.H.I.E.L.D personnel. Andie was too young to even comprehend what was going on, she barely even seen her father in that time, who spends most of his days staying hidden indoors refusing to do much of anything.

Jennifer grumbled to herself slightly as she watched the flames twirl around her fingertips, she did miss her job. Of course she did, she had a badass job. She just couldn't stomach the idea of leaving Andie behind for so long.


Tony paced across the control room on the top floor of Stark Tower. His thoughts clouded through being rudely awoken by JARVIS announcing the arrival of his, at this moment in time, least favourite brunette. The elevator dinged softly as she appeared behind the door, dressed in her old navy uniform that he had custom made for her, a heavy looking bag slung over her shoulder and tears staining her face.

"Now I am aware as to why you're in my house at three a.m in the morning." He stated, asking no further questions as he dimmed the lights in the room for her. "Chris take it okay?" She nodded against his shoulder as he brought her in for a hug, "Really?"

"He just seemed glad to see his little girl" Jennifer shrugged. She wasn't overly happy about handling her back over especially after having her live with her for so long,"I guess I had her away from him too long." She laughed, "Besides you said your door is always open for your favourite freak - no matter the time."

Tony rolled his eyes as he handed her a glass of scotch, "How did you get here from D.C?" He asked, "It's at least a three ho-" He chuckled, "You flew here."

"You bet your ass I flew here," She laughed. She had loved the trip over the night sky across the States. She could get to places faster than any commercial jet could, in minutes instead of hours. "Made friends with Air Traffic Control to, they apparently weren't very happy with me just randomly cruising on by."

Tony laughed, "Now I imagine you wanna know everything that JARVIS pulled up on this guy and drink my expensive scotch huh?"

Jennifer smirked taking a sip of her drink, "Why else would I be here at 3 a.m?"