Hi! Trying my hand at this. Let me know if you like it or not in the reviews please!

I don't own the Avengers. I just own Taylor and Tyler, my OCs.

Taylor was not having a great day. All she had wanted to do was go down to her dad's workshop, see what he was working on, maybe help out. She loved helping him with his suits. She even had her own that she'd made with his help, although she didn't have it with her at the moment. That was too bad. She could probably use it to prove to the past version of her dad currently glaring at her that she was, in fact, from the future.

If he was going to build a time machine, he should really label it. It had just looked like any other failed invention sitting in his lab gathering dust. There was one feeble red light flashing erratically, but Taylor just assumed that meant it was plugged in or something. She had called her twin, the real technology whiz, down to help, and the two set to work. Soon enough they had it working, but that was the problem. They hadn't actually known what the rather nondescript gray box was supposed to do, just repaired the broken circuits and cleaned it out. The moment Tyler closed the access panel and flipped the switch on, it started to hum and glow with a blue light. The next thing she knew, she was on the floor of her father's old house with much younger versions of her dad and Pepper staring at her. And Tyler was nowhere in sight.

Well, this was going to be fun to explain.

She let out a little groan, alerting them that she was awake and alive, and hauled herself into a sitting position, noting that her arms were shaking badly. Huh. Time travel must take a lot out of you.

Tony jumped at the sound of her voice. Thank God he wouldn't have to explain away another dead girl in his house. The last one had made his stock dip forty points and he suspected one of his business rivals had planted the body there in order to harm his reputation, although that one hadn't just... appeared in a flash of blue light that was apparently some form of teleportation or time travel or whatever.

"Hey kid, how did you get in here? I have a million-dollar security system. No way could you sneak past that."

"I'm pretty sure I time-traveled, although I'm not quite sure. You'd need to ask Tyler, he was doing most of the work on that stupid machine in your basement. Why wouldn't you label a time machine anyway? It seems like a pretty important thing you should put a sign on in case your kids come wandering downstairs and happen across it, doesn't it!?" Taylor's voice had risen steadily during her tirade and by the end she was pretty much shouting. Her eyes flashed green for a moment and she had to breathe deeply to keep herself under control.

Tony frowned. This wasn't the first teenager to have shown up at his house claiming to be his spawn and asking for money, but it was the first one to claim they had time-traveled to get there. Not like that could be true or anything. "Look, where're your real parents? I'll send you home."

It was obvious by the fact she had ended up in Stark Manor and not the Avengers Tower that her dad probably hadn't even met her other parents yet, the five other people who would get their DNA scrambled together by SHIELD to make her brother and her, the people who were happy to take them in no matter how totally weird they were and no matter what weird things happened when they got angry. Taylor missed her crazy, nuclear family all of a sudden, and the tears started and wouldn't stop.

Pepper took charge then, pulling a fluffy brown blanket off of the couch and wrapping around the girl. Taylor wrapped her arms around the redhead and bawled into her shoulder, sobbing into Pepper's rather nice-looking sweater. Pepper didn't flinch away from the tears and rocked her back and forth, her motherly instincts kicking in. Taylor, exhuasted from time traveling, cried herself to sleep.