Marvel

CHAPTER ONE

After the defeat of Ultron, the avengers moved into a new base. Along with vision they had five new members who were barely sixteen. Tony grinned as he parked in front of the safe house. It was where Freya, Logan their children Laura and Frey had been staying along with his little boy. It had been almost six months since he had last seen his friends and more importantly his son Scott. Being away from Scott had been horrible and yet he knew that he had been needed in the fight against Ultron. Something he had created with the help of Bruce and Freya.

As he climbed out of the car, he turned to see the front door open. Within seconds Scott was down the stairs and in his arms. He hugged his son just as tight becoming aware when he heard shouting that Scott hadn't waited for Logan or Freya to tell him that it was safe to leave the house.

"Scott, how many times do we need to tell you? It's not safe to just leave the house." Freya said, as she walked down the stairs leading up to the house with a bat in hand.

Scott turned around and found a very angry Freya glaring. He quickly turned back to his father his bottom lip trembling, "daddy it's time to go home right? You came to pick me up because the bad man is gone." He asked clinging to his father.

"Freya, it's safe for him to be with me. Why don't we go inside and give the children time to pack and the three of us time to speak? Then afterwards I can drive us all to the new base." Tony said, keeping his voice calm and polite as he pulled Scott closer.

"Scott, never bothered to unpack but I will inform Lara and Frey to get their things. When Logan returns, he can drive us to the tower." Freya said, leading the way into the house and then into the kitchen.

"The avengers have a new base and new members." Tony said, taking a seat at the table watching as Scott joined him. He smiled at his young son before continuing, "the new members are interesting and young but they are also highly skilled. I don't have to drive you or your family Freya but I can at least show you the way. After all I'm not a terrible driver."

"Logan is a shit driver but the car belongs to him so it makes sense for him to drive. Everyone loved driving with me. Maybe to keep Scott safe he should travel with us?" Freya said, hesitating slightly over the question.

"I am capable of driving within the speed limit. Scott and I haven't seen each other for six months and I want to catch up with my son." Tony said, failing to hide the annoyance in his voice.

"You can catch up with your son at this new base. His safety should be your top priority not one-upping Logan about who's the better driver."

"That's more your thing Freya or arguing with the guy till you end up in bed together."

Freya glared, she hated when Tony said things that were incredibly true. "We don't need to talk about this now, especially in front of your eight-year-old son."

"Alright, we can discuss it at another time but I'm taking time off from being a member of the avengers."

"You are quitting the team that you created?" Freya questioned, the shock clear in her voice. There was also a slight hint of anger at being betrayed by her friend.

"I didn't create the avengers Freya I just pay for everything. Shield set up the avengers and the only reason we became a team was because Loki attacked and agent was killed. I have reasons for needed to take a break." Tony said, turning from looking directly at Freya to watching Scott. "Son, do you mind going to find Lara and Frey. Tell them that I am willing to give them a lift if they wish to avoid Logan and Freya arguing about the colour of the sky."

Scott nodded, and left the room to find sixteen-year-old Lara and twelve-year-old Frey. For the last six months he had shared a room with Frey but the two of them had not really bonded as Frey spent most of his time with Logan and Lana didn't want to hang out with a child.

"Logan and I have never argued about the colour of the sky." Freya mumbled, as the front door opened and Logan arrived home from work.

"Lara, Frey I'm home! Freya, is Tony Stark here?" Logan called out.

Lara comes down the stairs two at a time, "daddy, you are home finally. Frey is being incredible annoying and Scott is telling us to pack." She said, letting her father pull her into a hug. It was something she had started doing when she wanted something from him and it was almost always because Freya had said no.

"Lara, would you mind explaining what is going on." Logan asked, taking off his coat and hanging it up.

"Stark is here and from what I can gather we are finally leaving this place. Scott is over the moon and would wait in the car if mum or Stark would let him. Frey, I believe is packing. Mum and stark are arguing." Lara said, with a grin as she led him into the kitchen. She smiled at her mother before quickly leaving the room so the adults could argue.

Logan looks between Stark and Freya. "So, I guess we are finally going home. We can talk properly once we are home. Freya why don't you help Lana and I will help Frey. Stark it might be a good idea to stay with your son until we are ready. And if you don't mind, we will catch a lift with you. I sold the car today."

"You sold the car?! Are you a complete idiot?" Freya shouted, her anger taking over any common sense that would have told her that the children were listening.

"Yes, I sold my car. It was my decision and I decided we did not need the car. Selling it gain us money and turns out selling it was a very good decision. I'm going to help Frey pack then I will grab my bag." Logan said, standing up from the table and leaving the room.

Freya growled as she followed him, "why exactly did you sell the car? What if we had needed to get away from that thing Tony created? Do you ever think about anyone but yourself? I'm going to inform Steve that you need to be benched until you can obey orders."

"I sold the car to get us money and if Ultron had attacked you would have teleported yourself and the children away. Also, it's nearly Frey's birthday and wanted to get him something decent and no you don't get to tell me what to buy my son. As for Steve tell him to bench me but it would happen, I don't obey your orders I'm higher up that you. If that is everything, I need to see my son." He started to walk away aware that Freya was furious but too busy thinking about Frey to notice. He didn't want Freya angry with him but for the last six months everything had been his fault. It seemed almost cruel to stop her blaming him as it stopped her blaming herself or anyone else.

"Your brilliant plan was to fight Ultron on your own? He would have killed you permanently and how would I tell Lara. Our daughter loves you, mostly because you just give in to her every demand. Frey would be left with no one. I'm not a blood relative so I wouldn't be able to take him on. Why are you always so dam selfish?" Freya grumbled, as she followed Logan up the stairs grabbing him by the arm so she could keep going with the lecture. "Frey, does not need presents. We have been in hiding and Scott got nothing for his eighth birthday so why should Frey be treated differently? Steve will listen to me about benching you until you can listen."

"Scott was miserable for his birthday. Didn't come out of his room for two whole weeks because he was worried about his father and the rest of the team. Nothing was going to cheer him up until he saw that Tony was alive and he wasn't going back to a children's home. Frey gets something because he's my son and he asked for just one thing. I wanted to give him something that might bring a smile to his face."

Freya glared refusing to say anything that would prove her wrong. It was always dangerous in her mind to allow Logan to believe that he was right. She was trying to teach Lara the same thing but so far, her daughter had refused to listen.

"Judging by your silence you agree with me. I didn't spend all the money on Frey. Despite what you'd like to believe I'm not an idiot. I got something for Scott and Lara as well. Even got you something but now the gift can wait until we get back home."

It only takes half an hour for everyone to be ready to leave. Something that is surprising to all three adults even with the knowledge that one of the children had been ready for months and the teenager and almost teenager were more than ready to go back home. If anything slowed them down it was the argument about who would sit in the front seat with Tony.

"Mum, if anyone deserves the reward of sitting with uncle Tony then it's me." Lara argued, as she pushed Frey out of the way so she could grab at the car door handle.

"Why do you deserve a reward Lara?" Freya asked, helping Logan fill the trunk with their bags.

"I've been perfectly behaved for six months." Lara said, hitting Frey back after he hit her.

"You complained if I remember for at least a month, and that was only about not having a phone. Do I need to remind you of the fuss you made when you were forced to share a room with the boys for one night?"

"I didn't see why I couldn't share with you instead of the boys."

"Because your father decided to go to Charles and send a child into a fight."

Lara frowned, "which child?"

"We will discuss it later and your sitting with me in the middle along with Scott. You don't tend to hit him as much as your brother." Freya said, opening the passenger side door and trying to get Scott into the middle section of the car.

"No, I'm sitting in the front with my father." Scott said, moving away from her to once again cling to Tony. It was a strategy he was aware always worked and Tony would argue even with Freya becoming angry.

"He's right Freya I did promise him. Why don't you and Lara sit in the middle section and then Logan and Frey can be in the back." Tony said, climbing into the driver's seat.

Scott grinned and quickly climbed into the front.

Logan shrugged and moved to the back of the seven-seater car. Frey picked up his backpack and joined his father. Lara smirked at her mother before taking the seat behind Scott and in front of Logan.

"I don't know why you are smirking young lady you aren't in the front seat." Freya said, as she climbed in behind Tony and in front of Frey.

"I'm just happy that we are finally going home and that thing is gone."