Sam adjusted his tie and slipped on his jacket. He wish he could say he was sad that his father had passed away but he wasn't. He was relieved. He hadn't spoken to him since his mother's death 10 years ago. Every since then he had wrote him off. What mattered though was his sister. She was 17 and pretty much considered and orphan. He also hadn't spoken to her in 10 years. His father made sure to make their relationship non existent. If it weren't for working with super spies and checking up on her very now and then, he wouldn't even know what she looked like.

"Hey we're here Sam." Steve called quietly from the front of the Quinjet. He and Tony had accompanied Sam. To offer him support.

They landed in a field a few miles from the cemetery. The Florida sun and humidity had hit them as soon as they walked off the ramp. Tony complaining about his Tom Ford suit being ruined. Sam just rolled his eyes and chuckled.

There was a car waiting for them. They rode in silence. Steve unsure of what to say. He knew about the relationship or lack thereof between Sam and his father. So comforting him was something he wasn't sure if he should do.

They pulled up at the cemetery and the service appeared to be over. Everyone was leaving. The tent with the green roof was still up and there was a lone figure sitting amongst the rest of the empty chairs. The person had their back to the road.

Sam asked Steve and Tony to wait by the car.

Sam approached the person and stood behind her for a moment. He wasn't sure what to say to her. It had been so long. Was she angry with him for never keeping in contact? Would she understand? Or had his father's personality imprinted into hers? He said the only thing he could say. The only thing that would make her smile and giggle. Of course she had only been 7 but still.

"Kriss Cross will make you…"

There was a moment of silence and the woman picked up her head. She turned around and looked over at Sam.

"Jump jump?" She replied standing and running over to her brother. Throwing her arms around his neck.

"Cross I...I'm so sorry-"

The woman pulled away and interrupted Sam.

"Don't say that. You're not sorry. I'm not sorry either. He's the worst person I knew."

Sam nodded his head and hugged his sister again. She was still short as ever. Maybe 5'4 at the most. Maybe 135lbs at most. Her hair was natural. The curls surrounded her head like a mane. It been colored a pretty magenta. Her skin was glowing. Brown like cinnamon. She had eyes like their mother. Big dark brown doe eyes, or light brown when the sun hit them just right.

"So I don't know if anyone told you. I was going to have you come and live with me."

Cross nodded her head.

"I don't mind. I honestly didn't have any plans next year. Was going to get a job and maybe work on my art."

Sam led Cross over to the tree Steve and Tony had been standing under observing the scene from a distance.

"He was going to let you do that?" Sam didn't even want to use his dad's name. That's how much hate he had for him.

"No he wasn't. But I'll be 18 in a few months and what could he have done to stop me?" Cross beamed up at her brother. They chatted a little more until they were standing in front of Tony and Steve.

Cross looked over at the men and smiled and gave a short wave.

"Tony, Steve this is my baby sister Cross. Cross this is Tony Stark and Steve Rogers."

Cross held out her hand and gave them both shy handshakes. Steve couldn't help but notice how pretty she was. Not that he was expecting her to be ugly but he was pleasantly surprised.

"So this is the little girl that's moving into the tower huh?"

"Just for a couple of months until I try and buy something close to work." Sam replied giving his sister a firm shoulder hug.

Steve shot Tony a glare. Even though he knew the billionaire wasn't trying to sound like a dick, he did.

"Why buy something she's more than welcome to stay. I thought she was actually going to be...well, little."

Crossed rolled her eyes and directed her attention on America's golden boy. He looked like he was afraid to speak.

"It's a pleasure to meet your acquaintance ma'am."

Cross let out a small giggle.

"I'm not sure if I feel like a ma'am. But it's nice to meet you too. Even you Mr. Stark."

Tony let out a huff of air.

"Even me, what's that supposed to mean?"

Cross winked at Tony and let Sam lead her away to the car. Her life was about to become very interesting.

Stepping off the elevator Sam carried a box and Cross wheeled her two suitcases. The rest of her things were set to arrive sometime later that week.

Cross looked around in awe.

"So this is where you live? I mean I've seen it on tv but that doesn't do it justice! This place is like from the future!"

Sam let out a chuckle and led her into the common room where most of the Avengers were hanging out. He set down the box and cleared his throat. Everyone turned towards him. Cross felt uncomfortable. She had always been a loner. Never one for crowds. Everyone's eyes were on her like a hawk.

Steve smiled and waved at her and she gave a small wave back. He and Tony had left Sam in Florida for a few days. So he could help his sister sort things out with the house and all of her belongings.

Tony stepped down from the bar with a drink in his hand. Walking up to Cross and Sam.

"Okay so these are the rules. No underage drinking. No boys and good grades."

Cross let out a small laugh.

"Well Mr. Stark, I appreciate your concern but I'm not interested in dating at the moment. Not that it's any of your business. I also plan on taking a little break before I go to college."

Sam shook his head and looked at Tony.

"Not that I needed you to set ground rules with my sister but she is a good girl. She doesn't need you giving her rules, that you would give some...some of the questionable women you bring home Tony."

Tony looked Cross up and down. He didn't understand why she was taking a year off. She had graduated at the top of her class. She was valedictorian. Her finishing GPA was. 5.2. No matter he was sure he could put some pressure on her to pursue college. Her father had also spent the 5 years in the jungles of Cambodia. Apparently she was also fluent in Khmer.

"Anyway.." Sam started and grabbed his sister's hand. He stepped around Tony and started introducing her to the rest of the team. Cross greeted everyone quietly but nicely.

She had met everyone except Bucky. He was currently in the shower so she would have to meet him later.

Mr. Stark, Mr. Fury requires you, Mr. Wilson and Mr. Barton in conference room B.

Cross looked around for the source of the voice.

"That would be Friday, the AI that runs this place. Hang out here for a bit. When I come back I can get you settled in."

Cross nodded her head and watched her brother leave. Unsure what to do with herself. Everyone was still eyeing her like fresh meat. Steven sensed her uneasiness.

"If you like I could show you where you room is going to be."

"That would be great!" Cross exclaimed. She was glad the Captain had came to her rescue. Steve grabbed Cross' big box and she grabbed her suitcase and followed him down the hall. Her room was next door to Sam's and across the hall from his and diagonal to Bucky's.

"Wow this room is huge. It's like an apartment in here!"

Steve let out a chuckle and set down her box.

"I guess that's one of the perks when you live with a billionaire."

Cross smiled at Steve and nodded her head. She began to explore the apartment more. Bucky who was walking by noticed the door open and went in to investigate.

"What are you doing in here?" Bucky asked putting his hair up into a bun.

"Helping Sam's sister." Steve replied.

Just then Cross came from out of the bedroom and stopped in her tracks. There was another man in her room. One who she hadn't met yet. He was tall dark and handsome. He turned around and looked at her. Surprise etched on his handsome face.

"Bucky this is Cross, Sam's sister. Cross this is Bucky."

Bucky was just standing there not saying anything. Cross was a little creeped out. But only because maybe she thought she looked weird or something. Finally after a minute or two of silence Cross spoke.

"Do I have something on my face?" She joked trying to ease the awkwardness.

"Uh...no...I um thought when Sam said little sister-"

"You thought I would be an actually little girl?"

Bucky blushed. He felt he might have offended her.

"I'm sorry I didn't meant to uh...um"

"It's okay. Anyway it's nice to meet you Bucky. My brother actually told me a lot about you."

"All good things I hope." Bucky joked.

Cross let out a chuckle.

"Um yeah sure let's go with good things." Bucky's face fell for a moment then cross burst into a fit of giggles.

"Just kidding. He's told me nothing but good things about you all."

Steve watched the Bucky was looking at her. He hadn't seen his friend this shy around a woman ever.

"Do you need help with anything?"

Cross shook her head and walked over to the box Steve had carried in.

"Not really no. I didn't bring much. There was no point. The weather is completely different from Florida weather so…" cross trailed off realizing she was rambling and nervous.

Steve smiled and Bucky chuckled.

"Yeah life's not a beach here in the city." Bucky responded.

"Yeah, I've noticed."

"Is there any reason that what appears to be the triad is asking to see you cross?"

Cross turned around in her heels and stared in confusion. Her brother asked the AI to bring up the security footage of the garage.

There stood about 20 different Asian men, who were heavily tattooed and standing around big black SUV's. Cross' eyes narrowed with anger.

"He fucking didn't."

"Um he didn't do what?" Tony asked standing next to Sam.

"Where are they?" Cross asked grabbing her suitcase and pulling some different clothes out of it.

"They are in my garage. Waiting to speak to you." Tony replied watching her in confusion. Cross stepped away and went into the bedroom and changed. She was wearing a pair of shorts and a tank top. She came up putting her hair in a bun. She turned to her brother and held her head low.

"I'm afraid I haven't been completely honest with you about my life Sam. Just let me handle this and I will tell you the truth."

Sam nodded his head and followed his sister out of her room. Along with everyone else. They all piled into the elevator and rode it down. The doors dinged signaling they had arrived. Cross stepped out of the elevator and all eyes were on her. She walked over to the first car and crossed her arms. She wasn't going to play games. He was here for a reason. The sooner she found out why the sooner he could kick rocks and bounce.

"tae keat nowenea?" (Where is he?) she asked calmly.

The SUV in the front, back door opened and out stepped a man who was about 5'9 with dark sun kissed skin. Tony's earlier assumption of them being Japanese was wrong. This man was clearly Cambodian. He had long flowing black hair. Tattoos covered his arms. He was wearing a white t-shirt paired with a black blazer and jeans and he was decked out in gold rings and necklaces.

He walked over to Cross. Standing a few feet in front of her.

"anak mindoeng pi rbieb daembi brae chhmoh robsakhnhom?" (You do not know how to use my name?"

Cross sneered and dropped her arms down to her side. She didn't have time for his shit. She wanted to get straight down to business.

Tony, Sam and Steve were wondering what in the fuck was going on. Bucky was just standing there excited for some reason. Sam's sister was absolutely beautiful but it also appeared she may have had a bad streak. He was in love.

Tony asked the AI to translate the conversation so he could be aware of what the hell was going on in his garage.

"yk kruengoalongkear robsa anak . brasenbae anak chng niyeay cheamuoy anak knkw avei del trauv thveu ." (Remove your jewelry. If you want to talk, you know what must be done.)

The man bowed and called forward some other man and he began to remove all of his jewelry. Cross turned around and removed her slip on shoes she was wearing. She placed them in front of her brother.

"Do not get involved." She stated simply. She walked towards the back of the garage that opted for enough space, to do what needed to be done.

She waited for the man to finish. He approached Cross and took a fist and placed it in front of his other palm and bowed. Cross mimicked his gesture. The two took a fighting stance and then all hell broke loose.

A/N: I have started another damn story. I would like to make something known. I suffer from terrible depression and writing, painting and playing music helps me when I'm at my lowest. This story just came to me one day. I don't know where I'm going with it. Let me know what you think.