Welcome to the the squeal of TRANCE, otherwise known as REVERIE! I'm sorry I didn't have this up at exactly 8:00-my alarm clock didn't go off! Blame technology. I really hope you all like this sequel. I'll try to live up to your expectations and try to raise the bar from there :)

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*~NEUROTIC~*

Manhattan, New York

Rogers' Home/The Avengers Tower

April 8th 2014

11:00 AM

She was blind. Well, momentarily, anyway. Golden rays of sunlight streamed through the blinds on their window and intruded into the crack in between her lashes, which then caused Ashlyn's vision to be hazed and pained. The soft cheeps and chirps of birdsong lulled her back into groggy laziness. The cool spring breeze whispered through the open window, washing over her bare skin and causing a shiver to snake up her spine. Ashlyn shuttered and rolled over, utterly blissful and content as Steve Rogers pulled her closer. The brunette pressed her face into his chest, once again committing his scent to memory for the millionth time before nestling deeper under the blankets and sheets.

"Do I need a shower?" Steve asked quietly. She could feel his body rumble with soft laughter.

"No," Ashlyn responded lazily as his arms wrapped tighter around her. "You smell good."

Steve buried his face in her hair and inhaled. "You do too."

Ashlyn removed her face from his chest and grinned up at him. She found him smiling down at her, his eyes gleaming with happiness.

"It must be that new shampoo," Ashlyn said, biting her lip slightly as she continued to beam.

"Ma'am, it's more than that," Steve replied, leaning down to kiss her. Ashlyn kissed him back before snuggling into his warm embrace. Ashlyn loved the beauty of doing absolutely nothing. With no immediate threat cropping up on the radar, Steve and Ashlyn were on break and were able to do whatever they wanted. At nights they stayed up watching movies ranging everywhere from action to Harry Potter, Supernatural, Sherlock, and Doctor Who, chick flicks and musicals, all the way to gory zombie movies, comedies, and angst. Steve was finally starting to catch up with the modern world. Also, it was just plain relaxing for both of them to curl up on the couch and watch a movie. If it was boring, Ashlyn fell asleep leaning against Steve. No matter what, Steve stayed up from the beginning till the finish and then he would carry Ashlyn to bed.

The brunette loved mornings even more. The peaceful tranquility of snuggling up with Steve, breathing in his scent and listening to him snore quietly. Ashlyn didn't mind. He put up with her trances and sleep talking, so she might as well endure a tiny bit of snoring.

Then, the quiet was shattered by the shrill ring of Ashlyn's annoying StarkPhone.

"Noooo..." Steve moaned when she moved to get up. He pulled her back down to the bed with her, bundling her up tighter in his arms and in the blankets.

"I like it better down here anyway," Ashlyn assured him. "I'll just let it ring."

"Mmmmm." Steve nodded, rubbing his hand up and down her arm. Ashlyn's phone rung once more before it was silent.

Then it shrieked again.

"Steve..." Ashlyn tried. He sighed and released her. Ashlyn smiled her thanks, pecking him on the forehead before she reached over and grabbed her phone. There printed on the screen read The Sexiest Man Alive.

"It's Tony," Ashlyn told him.

"He's up?" Steve asked, peering over at her phone.

"Apparently," Ashlyn said, rolling over onto her back as she answered the phone. "Hey, Tony."

"Ashie! What's happenin'?" Tony's voice greeted over the line. "Here, I can video call if you want-"

"No, this is fine," Ashlyn said quickly. She would never hear the end of it if she video chatted while she was still laying in bed with Steve. She then yawned, "A-Awake now, thanks to you."

"You guys should come over some time. The Avengers Tower is boring without you."

"Sure, Tony," Ashlyn rubbed her eyes with her free hand, rolling over to look at Steve who had begun playing with her hair. "We'll stop in soon."

"Great! We'll have a party, preferably a wild one. Hey, Bruce! Looks like we're getting the band back together!"

"Bruce is there?" Ashlyn questioned hopefully.

"Yeah, so are Natasha and Clint. Alina and the twins are three peas in a pod."

Ashlyn smiled at the thought of the red headed, curly haired baby. She hadn't been able to see her much due to Natasha or Clint always working. "We'll be sure to stop over then."

"Eeeexxxxccceellleenntt. I don't mean to gossip or talk your ear off, but Pepper wants me to ask you if you've heard the news about Jane and Thor."

"No, I haven't."

"Jane's gravid."

Ashlyn gasped, causing Steve to look over at his wife in amusement. "Jane's pregnant? That's great! Is she over there now?"

"Yup. I'll tell her you said so."

"Congratulations!" Steve grinned.

"Tell her Steve said congrats!"

"I hate playing carrier pigeon," Stark whined. He seemed to be able to feel Ashlyn's stern gaze through the phone so he added, "Fine, I'll tell her. You shudda seen Point Break's face! He was blubbering like a baby!"

"Awww," Ashlyn sighed. "I bet it was sweet."

"It was disgusting."

"You're so cruel, Tony Stark!"

"He got salt stains on his shirt! He practically flooded my tower!"

"Be nice to him, Tony."

"Yeah yeah, okay, whatever. Apparently she's like a month along or something. I don't pay attention when bitches ramble."

"Rude!"

"I'm only stating the truth."

"I'm hanging up now..." Ashlyn trailed off playfully.

"You better come over!"

"I promise!"

"Au revoir!"

The female super solider laughed. "Goodbye, Tony."

Ashlyn hung up her phone and set it back on the table. She then pulled the covers back over herself and Steve wrapped his arms around her again. Ashlyn playfully tossed her leg over his side and he glanced over at her, mirth glowing in his baby blues.

"Excuse me, Mrs. Rogers, but are you trying to seduce me?"

Ashlyn's cheeks grew red and she moved to pull her leg back but her husband grabbed it and yanked her closer, rolling over onto his back and grinning up at her.

"W-Why? Is it working?" Ashlyn taunted, kissing him again. They kissed for a few moments before Steve's phone rang from the kitchen. This time they both groaned.

"Who could that be?" Ashlyn asked when Steve kicked off his covers and got up. Ashlyn padded after him, shuttering when her bare feet came in contact with the chilly tile. She couldn't help but admire the way his muscles moved when he walked across the room in only a pair of shorts. He picked up his phone, ran a hand through his hair, and hit the button before placing it to his ear.

"Director Fury," Steve greeted. Ashlyn watched from the doorway, toying with her wedding ring as she did so.

"Yes. Uh huh. Of course." Steve nodded, listening to Fury for a few minutes, his facial expressions changing before becoming blank and his knuckles whiting. "I see. Yes, yes, I understand. Tomorrow? All right. Everyone is informed, correct? Tony and Pepper...? Yes, sir. I see. Stark wanted us to visit anyway. Goodbye."

Ashlyn moved to sit on the marble countertop of the island next to Steve. He gazed at her for a moment, his eyes falling on her bare, muscled legs. Ashlyn adjusted the collar on her Pink Floyd and cleared her throat. Steve's attention came back to her face.

"What are you looking at?" Ashlyn inquired with a slightly raised eyebrow.

"The most beautiful woman in the world," Steve said with a smile. His cheeks were tinged pink for a moment and then he added, "S-Sorry. I like it when you wear shorts. You have gorgeous legs."

Ashlyn blushed slightly and changed the subject. "What did Fury want?"

"You remember Loki of Asgard, correct? Thor's brother?"

Ashlyn nodded. "The one who tried to take over earth."

"Well his...punishment has finally been decided."

That caught Ashlyn's interest. Her heart skipped a beat unpleasantly at his ominous tone. "It took long enough. Thor's not happy, is he?"

"Actually, Thor is pretty thrilled. He was afraid something worse was going to happen to Loki. He's been locked up in a highly guarded cage in Asgard and this is going to be his first time emerging from it."

"Okay," Ashlyn inclined her head again, sliding off the island as she headed over to the fridge and cupboard. She got out a bowl, a spoon, a box of Honey Bunches of Oats, and a gallon of milk. "But what does this have to do with us? Isn't he staying in Asgard?"

"Not exactly."

Ashlyn took a bite of her cereal before pouring a bit more into the bowl to balance out the milk. She chewed and swallowed before speaking again.

"So what's happening?"

"Well he's coming back to earth."

Ashlyn dropped her spoon, the utensil plopping back into her breakfast and splashing a bit of milk onto the counter. Ashlyn ripped off a paper towel and began to clean the spots up, her heart racing. "What do you mean, 'he's coming back to earth'? Loki tried to rule us, r-r-remember? He'll j-just aim for domination again, won't he?"

Steve gently took the paper towel from his wife and pushed her bowl to the side so he could clean up the milk and she could eat. Ashlyn followed her food but didn't touch her spoon until Steve had reassured her. He's eyes teemed with furious (and anxious) notions.

"Apparently he's been stripped of his powers and is in exile. He's mortal. The king in Asgard is forcing him to live among the people he tried to oppress as punishment. Thor has been put in charge of him and is going to be staying on earth with him for the time being."

"Which means we're in charge of him as well," Ashlyn noted, connecting the dots. "He's going to be living in the tower. That's why Tony and Pepper are involved."

Steve dipped his head, his jaw locking. "Exactly."

Ashlyn gazed at him as he finished wiping off the milk. Ashlyn made an irritated noise in the back of her throat. "Oh Steve. You're worried about me, aren't you?"

"With good reason," Steve muttered under his breath. Ashlyn's hearing immediately picked up on it.

Ashlyn couldn't help but be touched. She remained still slightly annoyed by the fact that even though she was just as strong as he was, sometimes Steve still saw her as the petite, timid, brunette from when they first met. Maybe she was still sometimes timid, but she was getting better. It was just her shyness that paralyzed and tongue tied her a good portion of the time. It was sweet that he was getting so protective of her, but she oddly longed for him to know that she could handle herself.

"C-Clint especially isn't going to like this." Ashlyn flexed her muscles a bit as she spoke and ate her cereal. "He was mind controlled by Loki last time, correct?"

"Affirmative," Steve answered. Ashlyn raised an eyebrow and she finished her breakfast in silence.

"I'm a little nervous to be honest," Ashlyn finally said as she rinsed her bowl out in the sink. "But if he's mortal I'll be much stronger than him. I have strength and power too, you know."

"I know." Steve wrapped an arm around her waist. "I have all right to be worried, ma'am. He's a psychopath who will be most likely driven by revenge. I don't want him to take it out on you because we stopped him in the summer two years ago."

Ashlyn leaned up on her tiptoes and kissed his cheek just as her StarkPhone yelped out the lyrics to Shoot to Thrill. The brunette rolled her eyes.

"Eat some breakfast while I take this."

"We are just so popular this morning," Steve replied with a little smirk as he puffed out his chest proudly. Ashlyn grabbed her phone, strode into their room, and shut the door before answering.

"Hi, Tony."

"Salutations, Ashie," Tony said as there was a loud crash in the background.

"What was that?"

"Don't be alarmed. Clint's just not very happy right now. I'm letting him take it out on a few possessions of Pepper's that she got for Christmas that she really hates and can't wait to get rid of. SCORE, LEGOLAS!"

"Is the man of iron holding a demolishing festivity?"

"Sure, Point Break."

There was the shattering of what sounded to be a glass vase and the whooping of Tony as Thor cried, "ANOTHER!"

"H-Holy cow, easy on the e-ears guys," Ashlyn stammered out after the loud bellows and smashing on the other line made her ears want to bleed.

"Sorry. Hey! Ease it up, fellas! I'm on the phone with Ashie!" There were a few calls of greeting and then more smashing. "So you heard about Loki, right?"

"Yes."

"That bastard has to live with us in my-our-tower. Fuck if he will! You know how much trouble he caused last time?"

"I am aware. I was living before I met you, Tony Stark."

"Must've not been that great of a life. No offense."

Ashlyn sighed and rolled her eyes again. She had learned that his smart, egoistic comments really meant no harm when directed at her.

"Anyway, where was I? Oh yeah. I'm not too happy. I mean, fuck he's going to be here with the twins and Pepper. It's not like I can just send them away to Malibu. I'm not doing that, no freaking way. The little shit is going to learn real fast not to mess with the kids or he's got another thing coming. I don't even want his slimy little eyes on them. Clint is worried about Nymphy but I told him that you are free to put an arrow in his leg if he even struts over to her."

Ashlyn smiled at the nickname and continued to get dressed. Clint and Natasha's daughter was truly adorable. She was like a little sprite with her short, bouncy red locks and stormy blue-gray eyes like her father's. The tiny baby was much like a fairy, earning her the nickname Nymph. Bruce had called her that one day and it just stuck.

"Alina will be fine. She's got great parents to protect her. Plus L-Loki is mortal. He's human. We can easily kick his butt if he tries anything funny."

"His strength might have been sapped but his brain is all there. Don't forget that."

"I was just saying," Ashlyn insisted as she hopped into a pair of jeans and exchanged her Pink Floyd shirt for a sky blue button-up with white buttons. She rolled up the sleeves a bit and pinned her phone in between her shoulder and cheek.

"I know, Ash. I know. So. You and the Capsicle are coming over today, you got that? I want you over here in at least an hour or the Hulk will personally deliver you over here himself...What, Bruce? Oh. Well I'll pick you up instead, kidnap you, and shove you two into the trunk of my car, you understand?"

"Crystal clear," Ashlyn replied, slipping on some socks and freshening up. She placed her phone down on the table and clicked it on speaker.

"We're really excited. Jamie misses you," Tony insisted.

"Awww. I can't wait till I get to hold her again," Ashlyn said with a grin as she braided her long hair down her back. "She's so cute. Both of them are. Logan is adorable as well."

"Because he's the spitting image of his father." Ashlyn could hear Tony's smirk through the phone.

"Ashlyn?" Steve asked as he knocked on their door. "Are you done getting dressed?"

"Ooooh you were getting dressed while you were talking to me?" Tony laughed. "That's sexy."

Ashlyn's face turned beat red. "Yes, Steve. And, y-y-you know, Tony, I can d-deny your invitation-"

"No! I'm going, I'm going. You and Steve better come over!"

Steve entered the room and glared at the phone on the table. "I honestly don't know why you talk with him."

"I heard that, Spandex. I even miss you, you big galoot. Sorry for embarrassing your wife. And bring bathing suits! I have a surprise waiting for you."

"See you in a few, Tony," Ashlyn responded.

Tony then cackled, "Not sorry!"

There was a beep as the line went dead. Ashlyn clicked her phone back to the main screen and put in a pair of simple, silver stud earrings. She then walked into the bathroom that was connected to their room and brushed her teeth.

"Stark is so rude to you," Steve said as he got dressed. Ashlyn pivoted and leaned against the frame of the door as he pulled on a white t-shirt. The seer simply shrugged and continued to brush her teeth. She spit in the sink, grabbed her purple one piece and a pair of shorts from the drawer, told Steve to grab his own swimming suit, and left the room only to quickly admire how great Steve looked in a tight white shirt.

Ashlyn pulled on a pair of white deck shoes, a jacket, her purse, and the car keys to their red Ford.

"Ashlyn? Where's my jacket?" Steve called from their room. Ashlyn only smiled, reaching up and grabbing the soft, brown leather jacket from the coat rack.

"I have it here, Steve," Ashlyn responded as he came into the breezeway. He grinned and kissed her forehead.

"Thanks, darlin'."

Ashlyn lead the way out to the car once Steve had laced up his shoes. Steve hopped in the passenger seat and the brunette stuck the keys in the ignition, buckled up, turned on the car, and backed out of the driveway. Steve toyed with the buttons on the radio, still an amateur when it came to operating the buttons in the car.

"Sweetie-"

The female super solider clicked the on button to a station of oldies Steve liked. They drove in silence, Steve only speaking up when they reached a red light.

"Why are we bringing swim suits to Stark's place?" the blonde inquired.

"Tony only said he had a surprise."

When they reached the tower Ashlyn parked outside at the curb and they entered together. As soon as they stepped foot inside they were happily welcomed by the Stark's AI.

"Hello Mr. and Mrs. Rogers. Tony is waiting for you upstairs."

"I love hearing that," Steve muttered with a smile.

"What? JARVIS?"

"No. Mr. and Mrs. Rogers."

Ashlyn beamed at him as they got into the elevator. She then asked up to JARVIS, "How is Pepper? Is she putting up okay with the chaos in the tower?"
"Her vital signs are normal."

"And the twins?" Ashlyn questioned.

"Young Mr. and Miss Stark are wonderful additions to the tower."

As soon as the elevator dinged and opened up in the living room, Steve and Ashlyn were immediately bombarded by salutations and a few hugs. Thor joyfully kissed Ashlyn's hand and thumped Steve on the back, Bruce pulling Ashlyn into a hug along with Pepper and Jane, Clint and Natasha waved from the couch, and Tony threw his arms around the both of them.

"Jesus, Ashlyn, are you taller than me? Shrink a bit, will you?" Tony yelped.

"It's almost good to see you again, Tony," Ashlyn teased.

"Aw c'mon, Ashie. We missed you! Come see Alina and the twins."

As soon as Stark walked to the couch and sat down, Pepper whispered in Ashlyn's ear, "It was mainly him. He's got a soft spot for you, Ashie. He even told me you're like the sister he has always secretly wanted."

"T-That will be sweet as soon as he stops being so rude to me," Ashlyn replied with a chuckle. She and Steve walked over to the couch together and Ashlyn plopped down on the floor next to the three babies.

Alina was leaning against her father's feet and gnawing on a chew ring. The six month old's eyes wandered up to Ashlyn's face and her eyes lit up at the sight of the newcomer, but did not move from her father's legs. She already had a head full of curly red hair like her mother, her eyes blue and gray like her father's stormy gaze. Logan and Jamie Stark crawled to Ashlyn with cute baby smiles and chubby cheeks as soon as her rear hit the blanket that was sprawled across the floor. The two eight month olds were mini replicas of their father with dark brown hair and chocolate eyes except for Jamie's were the same shade of lovely green as her mother's. Ashlyn pulled Jamie up into her lap and kissed the top of her head before setting her back down and doing the same with Logan.

"Hi babies," Ashlyn said softly. Jamie cooed.

"The kids are actually going down for a nap in a few minutes," Tony explained, scooping Logan up into his arms. "They'll have to stay up here with Pepper and Jane during our little pool party. They don't want to swim. What party poopers."

"You have a swimming pool now? That is your new addition, Stark?" Steve asked as Pepper and Jane took Logan and Jamie to their room. Natasha followed with a yawning Alina.

"You'll see in a minute. Head to a spare bathroom and change," the billionaire answered with a wink.

The Pool

12:00 PM

"CANNONBALL!"

"FOR ASGARD!"

Ashlyn held up her hands to block the torrent of water from dousing her as Bruce Banner and Thor's bodies entered the pool with a huge splash. The Avenger's gang was down on the first floor where the watery addition had been added on. At first Ashlyn had thought it was a huge joke. She walked into the room to find a spring board, and elevated diving platform, and a few long and tall, twisting water slides with no liquid in sight. It was simply a huge room made up of tile and concrete. Then, with the push of a button by Clint's finger, the ground peeled away and folded out from the center of the room, pushing into the ground and leaving a huge dip. Another hole appeared, much smaller than the first but still quite big in size. As the floor pulled back and sunk into the walls of the dip, water flooded in and appeared. H20 flushed around and down the path of the multiple watersides, tubes, rafts, noodles, and pool toys popping up from another place in the ground by the pool side. The hot tub filled with water and began to bubble and froth as the jets kicked on. The gargantuan natatorium really was something else, something of the future. It screamed Stark.

Thor and Bruce laughed when there heads popped up from the water on the deep end. Ashlyn took a deep breath and climbed up the ladder to the diving platform. Clint was up at the top waiting for her with a mischievous grin.

"Let's go, Ashie!" Tony cried, skimming across the vitreously clear water in a raft. The brunette was already uncomfortable about being so exposed in her modest one piece, but it was only worse now that all eyes were on her.

"You can do it!" Steve called up to her, treading water in the deep end. Natasha was looked up at her husband, her eyes sparkling with amusement.

Ashlyn swallowed as Clint grabbed her wrist, the seer's heart racing obnoxiously in her chest. It was especially unpleasant with her enhanced hearing. She was so sure that everyone could hear it beating, thumping, hammering, and dashing around in her chest. After all, she could hear all of their heartbeats. But when no one made any sign of picking up on it, the brunette said nothing.

Then much to Ashlyn's surprise, ground was no longer beneath her feet and she was plummeting down into the water, tugged by Clint's tight grip. She entered the water feet first, her body tumbling through the water until she came to a stop. Instinct forced her eyes open where there was the slight sting of chlorine but nothing else. The sounds above her were muted and she could see their faces squinting down through the water at her as Ashlyn peered up at them. The female super solider reached out a hand and clasped Clint's ankle. She then tugged him down into the water, shoving him down as she rocketed up.

When the assassin popped back up he splashed water right in her face. Ashlyn slapped some water back in his face, accidentally showering Natasha and Steve with the extra force. Natasha returned the spray with an attack of her own, accidentally hitting Tony along with Ashlyn and Clint. Tony used his oar from the raft to repay the red head, but got Thor instead. Thor grabbed Banner and dunked him under, Ashlyn and Steve splashing Tony and Clint, and Natasha spraying Thor with a squirt gun full of water she had reached up and grabbed from the pool toys. Suddenly everyone had their hands on the water guns and were racing around the pool, diving in, leaping out, barreling down the water slides, and making forts out of tubes and rafts. Ashlyn screamed when Thor suddenly switched sides along with Bruce and all of a sudden it was just her and Steve against the rest of them. They were surrounded, all the water guns pointed in their direction. Ashlyn checked behind her and saw that they were stranded on the edge of the pool.

"This is the end of the line, Rogers!" Clint said, faking a thick cowboy accent.

"How on earth are they all still alive?" Bruce inquired seriously.

"We're too stubborn to die!" Steve shouted, wrapped his arms around Ashlyn, pressed his wife against his bare and toned chest, and tipped backwards into the pool with a shout just as the opposing team fired their liquefied ammo.

Ashlyn felt her feet scrape the bottom of the pool and Steve's lips brush against her own in a romantic, underwater kiss. Ashlyn opened her eyes to find the Captain staring back at the female, her hair billowing out around them majestically. Ashlyn dove back into the kiss, coughing and heading for the surface when her mouth filled with water.

"So how was the kiss?" Tony questioned peskily.

Ashlyn blushed. In response Steve extended his hand and snatched up Tony's leg and hauled him down into the translucent depths. The squirt gun war picked back up with a certain Tony Stark as the object of torture.

The Avengers' Kitchen

9:00 PM

Ashlyn rapped her palm against her forehead with a groan, mentally wishing she could face plant straight into the ground. How on earth had they agreed to do this?

On their last night of "Loki-freeness" the Avengers, Jane, and Pepper thought it would be appropriate to really let loose and have fun. The tower was fully prepared, JARVIS alert and aware of the dangers, and necessary protocols were taken. If the dark haired God even stepped foot in the hallway that lead to the nursery, they would be alerted. If he tried to get into where the babies slept, JARVIS would kick on the defensive system. After eating a huge array of pizzas and ice cream sundays, Tony had suggested they play a stimulating game of Truth or Dare. Ashlyn already knew that any game of T 'n D meant interrogation or abuse but with Tony and the rest of the gang it would be a huge, messed up session of awkward sexual question or disturbingly sexual command.

The seer wasn't completely surprised when (after quickly explaining the rules to Steve and Thor) the dares ranged from person to person. Clint, surprisingly, wanted everyone to strip. Natasha had some of the meanest, wickedest dares and the most accurate truths. She actually made Bruce consume a cocktail of just condiments, all mixed together in one revolting concoction. Tony's were all around insane, but his truths were him trying to be rude, but they were childish more than anything. Bruce made everyone be weirdos together. All of Jane's were really silly, very dorky, and she giggled and laughed most of the time. Thor became over excited and thought his dares were rather tough, but his truths were all questions about Midgard. Pepper's ranged from situation to situation. When Steve's turn came he gave a childish dare to Tony to lick Bruce's foot. Tony's rebuttal was to immediately drill the male super solider whether if he and Ashlyn were still virgins when Steve chose truth.

"Dare," Steve uttered, blushing profusely. Ashlyn anxiously rubbed her neck, her face equally as hot.

"I dare you to answer the question!" Tony commanded.

Steve mumbled under his breath. Stark raised his eyebrows, demanding for the Captain to speak up.

"No."

Tony let out an evil cackle and fell on his back. "Finally! It's about freaking time!"

"My turn!" Clint interrupted. "Thor. Truth or dare."

"I will accept a challenge," Thor responded with a nod.

Clint thought for a moment. "I dare you to strip down, dance around naked, and sing the most annoying song you've ever heard on Midgard."

"You wish me to frolic around with my genitalia displayed?" Thor's forehead creased and his blue eyes widened. "Isn't that unsuitable for the women to lay their eyes upon?"

"So you're going to chicken out?" Clint smirked, biting the corner of his lip.

Thor glared. "I will not back down or be defeated by your mockery."

The Asgardian then proceeded to strip down. Ashlyn got a view of his muscled bare chest as he struggled with his jeans. The seer threw her hands over her eyes before she could see anything she would regret, her face flushed with secondary embarrassment.

There was the thumping of feet as Thor began to prance. He then sang in a bitter, irritated voice, "'Tis Friday, Friday, thou must lower thine self...on Friday-!"

"T-T-This is t-terrible," the brunette moaned quietly.

"Are you kidding? The view's great!" someone giggled.

"Lady Ashlyn," Thor said once he was dressed, his tone still a little sour. He turned to face the brunette and continued on with, "Would you rather prove your veracity or accept a mighty command?"

"H-How about the veracity," Ashlyn stammered as her fingers began to wiggle.

"You did truth the last few rounds. C'mon, live a little!" Pepper encouraged.

"Okay. Dare," Ashlyn accepted with a nod.

"Lady Ashlyn, I venture you to...eat Midgardian toast without a topping! Completely dry," Thor dared.

Ashlyn stared at him for a moment. "Um...sure."

With the group already seated in the kitchen Ashlyn followed Pepper's instructions for the bread and toaster, popped her dry meal in the device, and ate the toast parched. She smiled at Thor who offered his congratulations.

"That's not even a good one," Tony grumbled.

"Jane? Truth or dare?"

Jane beamed at Ashlyn. "Dare!"

"I dare you to...uh...kiss...Thor?"

"Lame!" Clint chided. Nevertheless, Jane eagerly accepted the dare and kissed Thor full on the mouth for about ten seconds. Jane couldn't stop giggling after that with Thor blushed and grinned.

"Lame? Clint, truth or dare?" Jane snickered with a cocked eyebrow.

"Dare."

"I dare you to confess your love to a woman in this room in the most cheesiest lovesick way you can possibly imagine."

Clint dropped on both of his knees in front of the Black Widow, took both of her hands in his, and proclaimed, "Natasha Romanoff (although I wish to call you Barton), I am madly, ineradicably in love with you. My endearment is like a flame on an inferno of a raging fire while you grow bright like the sun but keep me cool like a bucket of icy, majestic water. Goddammit...I cannot compare you to a summer's day because you are so much hotter and much more beautiful to the point to where when my eyes are privileged enough to lay upon you, they go blind with adoration for the glorious red head before them. I freaking love you, you feel me? You dig?"

Natasha kissed the top of his head. "Yes, you big goofball."

When Clint sat back down, he grinned a malevolent simper at the male super solider. "Cap. Truth or dare?"

"How about dare?"

"I dare you to give Tony Stark a lap dance!"

The room was silent for a moment. Steve then asked, "What is a lap dance? I don't like the sound of it..."

"Dance seductively on my husband," Pepper translated for him.

"W-W-what?!"

"Awww yeah baby get on my lap," Tony chortled.

"Is this a mating dance?" Thor quizzed.

"Yup. It's an important mating call between homosexuals," Pepper explained.

"Clint, please don't make him!" Ashlyn cried.

"Just do it!" Bruce urged just as Natasha said, "Good one, Barton!"

"JARVIS? Record this please," Clint said to the sky.

"C'mon you piece of fine ass homie, give me something to remember." Tony shook his shoulders and smirked.

"B-b-but-!"

"Steve, enough of the 'b-b-buts' and more of the 'B-U-T-T-S!" Pepper laughed.

"Oooh this is gonna be good," Bruce added in.

Ashlyn was blushing almost more than her husband. "Clint, please-"
"No, this is happening," Clint interrupted.

"You chose dare, Steve," Natasha reminded him.

Steve hung his head and began to dance on Tony, his face bright red with shame. Ashlyn watched horrified as everyone began to cheer and crack up.

"Whoop whoop! Get some!" Clint cheered.

"Whoo take it all off! This is better than a chippendales' performance!" Jane giggled while Thor laughed loudly.

"Unnngh yeah, baby! Oh yeah gimmie more!" Tony hooted.

"Can I stop now?"

"No, don't stop!"

"Uh, I think not."

"How about no?"

"It's only getting good!"

"Steven you are quite the dancer."

"This is beautiful."

"O-Oh my G-G-God!"

Tony then smacked Steve's butt while Pepper screamed in glee. Steve clouted Tony hard across the head and leaped back down next to Ashlyn.

"OH MY GOD, JARVIS, DID YOU GET THAT?" Clint hooted to the heavens while everyone but Ashlyn and Steve bust out laughing.

The game ended very quickly after that.

10:00 PM

Manhattan, New York

Rogers' Home

It was an alleviation to her constant embarrassment and peril in the Avengers Tower to finally get in the car and head home. Even so, something still felt off. Ashlyn wasn't sure what it was, but there was some sort of strange prickling sensation in the back of her head that compelled her to stop and run into the store. When Steve insisted upon coming in with her, the seer told him that she would be right back and it would only take a few seconds.

It was almost as if she was awake during one of her trances. She felt cold and not all quite there, her feet leading her down an aisle that she had no intent on taking at first. The edges of her vision were fuzzy and gray, Ashlyn's vision spinning ever-so-slightly. There was a point when she was at the cash register where she completely blacked out. Once the box was in the bag and she was back in the car, Ashlyn glanced over at Steve.

"I...I think I had a trance in the store," Ashlyn uttered, her forehead creased with dubiety.

"Are you alright? How do you feel? Did you faint? What happened?" Steve interrogated.

"I'm okay now," Ashlyn said as she swallowed hard. "It was almost like an out of body experience."

They didn't talk much the rest of the way home, Ashlyn trying to focus on the road instead of the unsettling feeling at the back of her head while Steve glimpsed at his wife often, rubbing her hand while it sat on the steering wheel or patting her knee. Once they were home Ashlyn grabbed her bag and went to the bathroom in their room.

Steve thought it was odd to see his wife acting the way she was as if she was stuck in a dream. Her eyes were glazed and distracted, fingers twitching, and cheeks drained of color. It was even stranger when she went straight to the bathroom and didn't emerge for nearly a half hour.

"Ma'am?" Steve knocked gently on the door to the bathroom. "Are...are you okay?"

"Just give me a minute," Ashlyn replied, her voice hesitation and a bit strained.

Inside the bathroom the brunette sat with her head between her knees, a small, single box that was empty by her side. The female was having a hard time controlling her breathing.

"...Ashlyn...?" Steve inquired softly as he entered the bathroom to find his wife on the floor. His heart caught in his chest, skipping a beat before resuming at a fast pace. "Ashlyn, what's wrong?!"

The female muttered something about lateness. When she didn't respond to Steve's next few questions and kept her head down between her knees, Steve dashed into his room, picked up his cellphone, and pressed the Tower's number on his speed dial.

"What do you want, Capsicle? Some of us are trying to sleep here-" Tony's cranky voice greeted.

Steve ignored him. Like hell he would be sleeping. "I need to talk to Dr. Banner."

"Why? What's up?" Stark asked. There were footsteps on the other end of the line.

"It's important and about Ashlyn. Something's up and need him right now!"

The urging panic in his voice made the footsteps pound faster. There were a few questions on the other line with the voices of the other Avengers, but they were ignored until the phone was in Bruce's hand.

"Cap. What's going on?"

"Something's wrong with Ashlyn. She's sitting in the bathroom with her head between her knees and she won't answer me. She keeps saying something about being late, I can't really tell exactly what she's saying it sounds garbled. But she might be having a trance, she mentioned feeling like she was having one when we stopped by the store-"

"What did you buy at the store?"

"Ashlyn went in without me."

"Do you know what she bought, though?"

"She didn't show me. Why is it important?"

"Just trust me on this. Ask Ashlyn what she bought at the store."

The super solider turned to the female. "Ma'am? What did you buy at the store?"

Ashlyn murmured as she turned a tearstained face up at the Captain. "I knew I was late. That's why I didn't feel right...my trance made me...it knew..."

"Ashlyn? What's late? What's going on? What did you buy at the store?"

In reply Ashlyn got to her feet, wiped off her cheeks with the back of her hand, and pointed a finger at the sink.

Steve turned to find a pregnancy test sitting on the edge. It was positive.

"Oh my god she's pregnant," Steve exhaled as he picked up the test. "She bought a pregnancy test and it's positive."

"Ashlyn's pregnant?! Holy cow! Congratulations!" There were roars of laughter and happiness in the background.

"I've got to go. Thank you, Bruce. That's what I needed. I'll call you if anything else happens," Steve uttered while it felt like he was unable to breathe.

After a moment, Steve hung up the phone. He looked at his wife who was staring back at him with a tiny smile.

Steve threw himself at his wife, showering her face, neck, and collar bone with kisses. He could feel his body practically glowing with delight. In between pecks he managed to get out, "This is so great!"

"I didn't mean to scare you," Ashlyn said, her body shivering. "I'm just scared. I'm sorry. I'm just really nervous and afraid to be a mother and I wasn't sure-"

Steve cut her off by planting a long kiss on her lips. When he pulled away he told his wife, "I'm s-scared too. But you're going to make a great mother, Ash. I know you will."

Ashlyn's eyes glimmered and this time she was the one who initiated the kiss.

~Illumini