~This is an un-beta'd fic.~I own nothing, I just like to play with them from time to time.~

Soooo I guess I should tell you a bit about myself, first off my name is Darcy Lewis and until I was 24 I..hhmm...floated? That's probably the best word, not to say that I didn't get good grades I mean please I got into Culver University. But I digress, I grew up on a 200 acre horse ranch in NC that my very large and very loud family owns and was a normal farm girl.

I went to the same small town public school that my family and friends did and did most of the same things they did, although I was Rodeo Queen in Middle School and High School. I had a few boyfriends in high school but between rodeos and farm chores there wasn't much time and my Daddy had a rule that my grades had to stay at an A average and all my chores finished before I could go out.

I didn't know what I wanted to do when I got out of high school other than escape, so I applied to any school that I thought I had a chance at. Not that I thought I really had a chance at Culver but they had a wide array of courses and for a 17 year old girl who had no clue what she wanted to do other than party at college like in the movies, that was probably for the best.

So when the acceptance letters came and Culver was one of them I took the scholarship moneys I had won from rodeos and the college fund from my parent's (Not to mention a few sizable student loans.) and I left. Of course I found out pretty quick that partying wasn't so easy with the course load I had and my job, in my second year I managed to get myself on a group going on a week long trip to the UN in NYC which was super hard and only managed because one of the students going got food poisoning.

When we got back I decided that I wanted to major in political science and be one of though's people, in hindsight I think I fell in love with the city more than the people or the job. After 3 and a half years and the blood bath of midterms I was still 6 credits short so when I saw the sign up sheet for Dr. Foster's new study and hey here's a plus, it's in NM I thought that was going to be waaay more glamorous than what it turned out to be, no clue why I thought that it would be exactly.

I think I was still enamored with the idea of travel at the time, (4 years later I have traveled the globe and lost that asinine fascination.) then Thor's big Norse ass beamed down like something out of Star Trek with all of his and Loki's daddy issues and after that everything changed.

Jane and I had become pretty good friends and I looked at her like the older sibling I never had so when S.H.I.E.L.D. was trying to figure out what the hell to do with a barely graduated, 24 year old poli sci major who had seen 2 Norse God/Aliens she lobbied for them to train me for a position within S.H.I.E.L.D. .Actually her exact words were "A safe desk job where alien robots don't try and blow her up.

"as far as she knew she got her wish and I had been working as a secretary for European branch of S.H.I.E.L.D. and have lived a very safe life, (I showed her pictures of a Christmas Office Party when I came to the states for her and Thor's wedding.) when in reality I got training in espionage, 7 languages and several forms of defense. (I can do terrible things with a spoon.)

Occasionally I've had to drop off the map for missions for a few weeks but I always give some excuse why, like I'm taking a vay-kay for a bit or my boss has us doing in depth research for a banquet in honor of some diplomat blah blah etc. etc. but I'm tired of never seeing my family or Jane.

So when I put in my transfer to come back to the states and Director Fury via Agent Coulson offered me a job as the new liaison for The Avengers it just felt like things clicked. So within a week I tied up all my loose ends in Europe and had all my things (sans a couple of suitcases) shipped through S.H.I.E.L.D. to Stark Tower. The day before I left my girlfriends took me out for shopping and dinner at my favorite restaurant, (I got some really cute shoes, their black and white with these...well never mind it doesn't really matter.)

I had 2 weeks of vacation time before I had to report for work at S.H.I.E.L.D. so I did what I had been wanting to do for the last 2 years. I went Home. It was great I did ranch work and rode my old horse, caught up with my friends and realized that not including school breaks (And I'll be the first to admit that I didn't always make it home then.)I had been gone for 6 years and my family had grown and changed.

Couples I had come home for weddings on the weekends for now had kids, the old barn dog Lilly was dead and my mother had found a latent love of dogs the size of footballs...that's actually an exaggeration, one of them could fit into my coffee cup. I also video chatted through S.H.I.E.L.D.s secure server with Jane when I first got back, and let me tell you I'm almost positive her super power

(Other than being freaky take-over-the-world-with-my-very-large-brain smart) is communicating with dogs through high pitched excited screaming. Seriously the computer stopped picking up the sound, it was like she was miming.

At the end of my vacation I notified S.H.I.E.L.D. of my itinerary and two days before I was due to start work, flew into LaGuardia Airport. I breezed through security and baggage claims and when I got outside there was a shiny black town car and what was obviously a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent waiting for me next to it...It helped that he had my name on a little cardboard sign.

Years with S.H.I.E.L.D. and Thor's batcrap crazy brother had taught me to be cautious when strange, intimidating men who know your name and drive black cars so before I went any farther I called into S.H.I.E.L.D. and asked for confirmation. Once it was given I greeted him (His name was Agent Booboo and let me tell you, you have no idea how hard it was for me not to make any snarky comments to him...NO idea.)

and showed him my S.H.I.E.L.D. ID, it took barely 20 minutes to reach Stark Tower's but I could feel the same thrall as I had the first time I had been in this city. When we reached the building we drove into an underground parking garage, which then began the scanning process to get into the non-public areas of the building. It only took around 10 minutes to get to the "Front Desk" of the S.H.I.E.L.D. section of the building, Agent Booboo

(I'm sorry that name cracks me up!) requested someone to show me to my quarters. While I waited I noticed everyone either outright stopping and staring or walking past multiple times and glancing at me, because the latter was such a less creepy option.

Pausing I stopped speaking into the camera for a moment and listened to one of the high tech baby monitors Tony had scattered everywhere, everyone froze for a second before I shook my head

"False alarm." Leaning back into Tony arms I spoke into the camera once more "Kids I know this will seem a little strange to you, seeing these videos when your older and start asking questions but your Daddy and I am hoping these will help answer them."

"Actually kids I'm doing this so your Mommy stops worrying." Smacking him on his arm I shushed him "Anyway it's like this, your Daddy and I have had a rocky time getting together and a lot of though's you'll be able to look up or see on tv when you get older and wonder about your Daddy,"

"And your kick ass Mommy " leaning up I kissed the underside of his jaw "I want you to have the real story and not what the rag shows say. Were going to have to stop this now because its almost time for you guys to eat and frankly I'd like a sandwich myself. I love you and so does your Daddy and will talk again soon." Clint stopped the video camera and took it off its tripod

"You did great although I never realized what a rambling nutcase you were until now." glaring at him I snuggled back into Tony as his chest rumbled against my back "Do you really want to go there Hatchling? Your girlfriend infiltrated my company and then scarred Happy for the rest of his life with her super spy moves. JARVIS save Code Name Inform Baby's videos to your video to your database."

Natasha's clear voice rang out from where she sat perched behind Clint on the back of the couch "True but I've..." the rest sounded murky and unintelligible as I quickly succumbed to sleep against Tony's warmth...what so shoot me the twins have been colicky for the last few days and my husband is extremely comfortable.

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