A/N: Here's the sequel to 'International Visitor'. Hopefully you enjoy it!
Y'all think it would be fun and games with Tony Stark coming to this world through a technological mishap? Think again!
(Part 1 of 6).
Government trucks pulled up a few feet from Dara, who cursed in her mind.
With Kimberley disappearing with no trace, the lightning show and Marvel related problems that just left, she groaned and held her hands above her head.
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Kimberley burrowed into the softness of the sheets. Automatically she flipped the pillow over to the cold side, yawning before letting sleep claim her fully.
Pepper Potts watched the girl sleep from the video link in Tony's main work room. "How did you manage to get her a good nights sleep?"
Tony glanced up from his notes. "Either the lack of sleep the past few days, or the drinks she had last night."
Pepper bit back her choice words, instead looking back at the girl Tony had kidnapped.
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Dara stumbled as she was frogmarched into the interrogation room, forced into the chair facing the two way mirror. "You never read me my Miranda rights!"
Silence followed her yell.
"I WANT MY PHONE CALL!"
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Fury glanced at the Scottish girl and then glared at Tony. "You better have a return ticket ready Stark, it's been four days."
"Well…" Tony waved a hand in the air, producing a vast amount of graphs, data and information. "We were all really lucky to have ended up at the correct reality and time in space, just with sheer luck and the off chance of the solar flare occurring as we passed through meant that we arrived here and not, say, in a reality with no shrimp."
Steve frowned.
Kimberley's lips twitched, and she leant over to him, whispering in his ear. "Buffy the Vampire Slayer, TV series."
Steve glanced at her and nodded in thanks.
"So when can you get Miss Robertson home?" Fury kept his attention on the inventor.
Tony looked at Kimberley, and then Fury seriously. "I'll do my best to get her home as soon as possible."
"Tony…" Kimberley growled, forcing the fear inside her to be quiet as she turned in the swivel chair to glare at the genius. "Please, get me home quickly."
"What's the rush!" Tony grinned.
"It took us almost two months to get you." Bruce pointed out.
"So time passes differently?" Kimberley and Tony asked at the same time, sharing a glance before Tony brought up the original research and Kimberley sat back with a thump. 'Great.'
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Hours later Kimberley stood near the couch in the living room of the Avengers main area. To the left there was the mini (but still full sized) kitchen, and off to either side were corridors that lead to different recreational rooms, her bedroom and the elevators to the other floors where the others lived.
JARVIS had scanned Kimberley when she first arrived, and ordered some clothes for her, which meant the morning after she arrived she had new clothes.
Unfortunately, JARVIS had no idea how this Scottish female liked to dress - or Tony had a hand in ordering the clothes. Working her magic and utilising a pair of scissors and some thread with needles, she had made a few cardigans, longer tops and looser pants.
Kimberley tugged at her home made sleeves, entering the huge kitchen.
"Good morning Kimberley." Steve turned from the stove and grinned. "Breakfast?"
"Can I pass?" Kimberley pleaded.
"Most important meal of the day." Tony quipped as he entered the kitchen, snagging an apple from the bowl.
"I'll just have some cereal." Kimberley responded, moving automatically to find the bowl, milk and Cap'n Crunch. "Want any?"
Steve shook his head. "Already made eggs, thank you though."
Tony rolled his eyes at the two, snagging a bottle of water before turning to leave. "Later Kimberley, Capsickle."
Kimberley smiled at his back, then shook her head. "What are you doing today Steve?"
Steve transferred the eggs to the plate, placing the pan in the sink before turning to Kimberley. "I was thinking of catching up with some of the movies I've missed. W-would you like to join me?"
"I'd love to." Kimberley nodded quickly eating her breakfast before placing the bowl in the sink, gathering the snacks for a movie.
Steve paused as she used the microwave with no issue, watching as she moved rapidly to beat the 'beep, beep, beep'.
Kimberley felt Steve's eyes on her and tried not to turn around. "You okay with sweet pop?"
"I thought pop was sugary?" Steve frowned in between bites of his eggs.
Blushing Kimberley shook her head, taking the pop corn back out and juggling with it for a second before getting it in the bag. "I mean the pop corn. Sorry I gotta stop shortening the lingo."
"My fault, I need to catch up with the eh, lingo." Steve smiled lightly.
Turning, Kimberley laughed and grinned at him. "Never change Cap, never change."
Steve reached out and took the bowl and other snacks from Kimberley as she raided the fridge for some real pop. "I don't intend to."
'Is he flirting? Naa.' Kimberley paused with her head in the fridge and shook her head, closing it gently after taking out a few different drinks. "You picked a movie yet?"
"I was given a list. So far I've watched up to the 50's." Steve began patting his pocket for the list.
"Ohhhh nice!" Kimberley grinned, grabbing the popcorn from him before he spilled it and place it on the table. "I still say it's a toss up between Cinderella and Annie Get Your Gun."
"Which would you like to watch?" Steve asked, moving to the entertainment system and began looking for the VHS.
"Annie Get Your Gun. I've seen Cinders like a billion times." She offered, sitting on the couch and played with her fingers, not wanting to watch Steve bend over and muck about with the tape player. 'Tony must have either search high and low to get one, or just made one…'
Steve turned after the movie was set to just play and frowned to himself, wondering where he was going to sit.
Kimberley scooted over on the couch and patted the seat beside her. "Only other option is I break out anotha bowl for the popcorn."
Steve's lips twitched into a smile. "No, no. I-it's fine."
As Steve settled into the seat beside her Kimberley smiled faintly, trying not to giggle to herself. 'I'm sitting next to Captain friggen America!"
Steve chuckled and Kimberley felt her face flame up. 'Oh God I said that out loud!'
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"Shall we go over this again?" Agent Maltby, a spry, young agent probed, moving to sit down on the table inside the small interrogation room.
Dara glared up at the man from her spot on the only chair. "I want a lawyer, I'm not saying anything else."
"She's been saying that since she got here." Agent Sternberg, an older gentleman pointed out to his supervisor, Piaget, as they observed the witness through the two way mirror.
"Get her a lawyer on our side, I want this dealt with quickly." Agent Piaget ordered, turning back to his blackberry.
Disclaimer: Avengers belongs to Marvel. Dara, Jade, and Kimberley belong to themselves. Anything you recognize is being used for fun and no dosh is being made off of it, unfortunately! If you can guess who the agents are, you get a (virtual) cookie!
