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CHAPTER ONE
When Pepper Potts saw the big idea of setting a deal with Cart Wright Incorporated, she had never thought that it would lead them to an all expense paid trip to the Incorporated's main headquarters in London. Her, Betty, Darcy and Jane were all seated on table with cakes in front of them, Tony and the other men were all seated at bar having a drink or more while Natasha was seated on farthest from the group on a chair near the window watching the clouds.
CartWright Incorporated is one of the most successful groups of companies in the whole world. Having a deal with them is like one of the businessman or in this case, businesswoman dream come true. Due to the fact that the company has a very strict code in dealing with clients, agents and customers, it's a very good improvement to be able to get pass even the secretary of the company head of that certain business, like in Pepper's situation, the weaponry business in New York that was headed by David Reed. It was a very big improvement on her part.
After dealing with David Reed, the guy is a very accommodating person like his reputation. She was forwarded to the company's owner which is big surprise on her part.
It turned out that the owner of the company and the main brain of the companies is none other than former member of the Avenger's Initiative also known as Hawkeye, Clint Barton. He left SHEILD and the Avengers fourteen years ago, two months after all of them settled in the now recently called Avengers' Tower.
"I still couldn't believe that after all these years," Tony's voice broke off Pepper's reverie.
"Who is this Clint Barton? How is even he considered related to you? How is he important?" Darcy and Steve's nine years old daughter Elizabeth, who was seated on one of the couches on the living room set of the private plane sent by the company, asked. She was seated in front of a game console that was installed to one of the plasma screen on the plane. Seated beside her were those whom she considered her cousins; Tony and Pepper's twin fifteen years old, Mira and Alex, and Edward who is ten, Thor and Jane's Sophie who is thirteen, and Joshua who is two years younger.
The others stopped at what they were doing and were now looking at the adults with expectancy on their gazes.
"Well," Steve said looking at his daughter. "Clint was . . is a friend. He help us with umm. . ."
"With the Manhattan incident, with the Tesserac, he help us with it." Tony continued.
"So," Mira said. "Is he part of the Avengers?"
"Yeah," Steve said. "Basically, since only quit SHEILD."
"Is he Hawkeye?" Joshua, eleven years old son of Thor, said excitedly.
"Yes," His mother Jane replied.
"We are gonna meet Hawkeye?" Joshua asked.
All the adults except Natasha nodded.
Mira turned off the console before facing the adults of the group again. "Why did he leave?"
Silence settled on the group, before the least expected because she was far away from them, answered. "Nobody knew."
By the way she said it. It meant the discussion was over. The rest of the flight was spend between drinking, eating and playing with game console.
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They landed at a private part of Heathrow International Airport an hour after that short conversation in the plane. They walked out of the plane with some staffs taking care of their luggages. A brunette girl, wearing a silver dress that stops a few inches about her knee, was waiting for them on the tarmac. She looked like someone fresh out of college.
"I'm gonna be the one doing the talking, Tony," Pepper said as Tony eyed the girl standing in front of a huge limousine and two cars. "So be silent."
"Hi," she greeted them as they stopped in front of her. "I'm Dianna. I would be taking to where you are going to be staying here in London." She smiled at them. She was a young woman who looked no older than in her pre-teens.
She scanned the group as if she is looking for someone. "I would like to know who Mrs. Stark is?" she said her voice having a tint of Italian accent in it.
Pepper stepped forward. "That would be me, Ms. . ." she trailed not knowing how continue.
"Scarlet, Mrs. Stark," Dianna said smiling shaking the woman's hands. "But please call me Dianna. And Mr. Barton expresses his thank you for agreeing to this arrangement."
"No, we should be the one thanking him." Pepper replied in her usual business tone.
"When are we gonna meet him?" Mirajane spoke up.
"Well," Dianna said. "I think you all are famished and would like to refresh yourselves. So why don't we continue this on the car?" She turned her back towards them.
"Gray, Lyon, luggage, please," she said. She gestured for two guys who were standing in front of the two cars. They took their luggages and putted them on the two Ferrari.
"If you follow me to our ride," Dianna said to them.
"Umm, yes," Pepper nodded. They followed her to the limo which was opened to them by the chauffeur.
They all went inside the limo and settled themselves on the spacious car. Dianna was last one who went in since she had been instructing driver of where they were heading.
"So when are we gonna see Hawkeye?" Joshua asked as soon as Dianna sat down near the door.
"Joshua!" Sophia scolded looking at Dianna's reaction but she merely smiled at them.
"It's okay. Unfortunately Mr. Barton is currently in his weekly four o'clock meeting." She said. She looked at her watch. "He would be finished in an hour. I'll be taking you to your hotel and leave you to your relaxation."
"So when are we gonna meet old Legolas?"
"Mr. Stark," she acknowledges the forty-one years old ex-play boy, billionaire, philanthropist who was smirking at her with his hands wrapped around his wife waist. "I'll be picking you up at exactly six this evening at your hotel suite and would be taking you to the restaurant Mr. Barton booked you for your dinner."
She smiled. She looked at Sophia. "Don't worry. I know that Mr. Barton is Hawkeye. So you didn't indulge anything top secret, Miss." Dianna said looking at the thirteen year old who was seated on the other side of the limo with Mira, Alex and her brother opposite to her parents.
"Oh, where are our manners," Jane said from beside her daughter. "This is my daughter, Sophia and my son, Alex."
"I'm Thor, Lady Vict'ria," Thor said beside his wife. "And this is me mate, Lady Jane."
"I'm Betty and this is my husband Bruce." Betty said who was seated beside Bruce and Natasha.
"You already know me and my husband," Pepper said. "These are our children; Mira, Alex and Edward."
"Darcy Rogers," Darcy said. "My daughter Elizabeth," she gestured to the girl seated beside her, "And my husband Steve."
"Natasha. Natasha Romanoff," Natasha said beside Steve. "And this is my fiancé, Peta Astrovich."
Dianna tensed when she heard that Natasha introduced the black haired Russian seated beside her.
"Please to meet you all," she shook the adult's hands and gave smiles on the children. "I hope your stay here in London is going to wonderful."
"Is it true?" Steve asked. "Is Clint married?"
"Married?" Dianna said. Disbelief shown on her face. "How could you say that, Mr. Rogers?"
"Well, he has a daughter, has he not?" Peta asked with an air superiority in his voice. "Then he has to be married."
"Well, I don't know if he is married since I haven't been working that long for Mr. Barton," she said slowly. "But, indeed he has a daughter, Miss Anya. She is a sweet girl." She said a smile on her face. "Though, you can't expect to see her as much even during the summer which here starts a week after next since she tends to keep to herself. She likes to observe from afar."
"Just like Clint," Natasha remarked.
"Yeah, she is like her father in almost every aspect in her character." She said.
"How old is she?" Natasha asked.
"She is fifteen, I guess." Dianna said. "I don't spend too much time with Miss Anya. She tends to stay somewhere do something, observe and stuffs like that."
The group talked of other things for a few more minutes before the car stopped opened in front of one of the most beautiful hotel, café and restaurant they have ever seen.
They stepped out in front of Lake View Hotel owned by CartWright Incorporated. It is one of the five star hotels in London. The hotel is surrounded by lush green trees and grasses, a pool at the back. The hotel has a total of fifty floors, five of which are penthouses. The hotel's walls are all floor to ceiling glass making the hotel bright and spacious.
"Welcome to Lake View Hotel," The speaker was a man with medium built, ginger red hair, fair skin and an easy smiling manner. "I'm Mr. Harold Gutterman, manager."
"Good afternoon, Mr. Gutterman." Pepper said standing in front of the group and shaking the hands of the manager.
"Mr. Gutterman, I see you have met our visitors," Dianna arrived after instructing the driver to park somewhere and waits for her to be back in a few minutes. "I'm here for Mr. Barton's reservations."
"Ms. B –" she waved her hand as if waving hi but what she is doing is to not to continue on what he was saying. "Miss Scarlet. How wonderful! I had it ready for them. What others may I be of service?"
"I was hoping you could send some men to help Gray and Lyon send their luggage up." Dianna said gesturing to the two boys who just got out of the two cars the park.
"Of course, Miss Scarlet," he nodded motioning two other boys to assist them.
"Thank you, Mr. Gutterman," she said waving to the man as they walked in the building. "Follow me please."
The ride in the elevator to their floor was spent in silence. They had to take to elevators since it only allowed ten occupants for each.
They arrived at their floor and the sight that greeted them was a very sophisticated looking sitting room. The walls were white, which brightened the area dramatically. The low-lying TV console and coffee-table were designed in clean, simple lines that promote an air of serenity. The TV console also doubled as a bay-window seat, and those sitting there could get a perfect view of the natural landscape beyond the full-length clear glass windows. The dining area was next to the stairs, with a full-length mirror to enhance the illusion of space. The stairway was yellow in color.
"The bedrooms are on the top floor." Dianna said as they got out of the elevator. The second elevator already arrived and the children were spilling out of them and into the living and spying at the game console attach to the TV set. "I'll leave you to your relaxations. I will be back at six, Miss Potts and everybody to take you to Mr. Barton." With that elevator close between them.
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