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Previously:

"Mr. Maximoff," I began, remembering to use his last name rather than his first. "I'm afraid Sokovia didn't survive as well as you did." I said, deciding to look at the floor instead of meeting his gaze. He had just gone on about it being his home town, where he grew up and somewhere that he never wanted to leave. It had been destroyed. I couldn't help but feel sorry for him. "Iron Man and Thor had to destroy it to ensure that no one else was harmed by the robots."

"It's fine." he said, gesturing for me to not bother about it, though I could see perfectly in his eyes that he was clearly not fine.

"There were casualties. I can get the list we have if you wan-"

"It's fine." he said again, looking down at the floor. He cleared his throat and asked "So how did you become an agent?"

"Trained in the army for a bit, Fury picked me out to join S.H.I.E.L.D." I lied. "After S.H.I.E.L.D was exposed as half HYDRA, he knew that he could trust me so he took me into a group of side agents. A mini secret force that he could trust. Some of the people on that secret force helped the citizens of Sokovia escape."

"So you were born a warrior, yes?" he asked.

"You could say so yeah. When I was growing up, my mother and father always loved the idea of me being an academic girl, but I was always into sports. I went into the army, all against my parents wishes, for about 4 and a half years until someone recommended me to Fury along with some others agents." I always kept my backstory the same and simple.

I continued to talk with him a bit and assess his vitals until Vision and Wanda entered the room half an hour later, the young girl laughing at something. She stopped when she reached the medical bed. "Are you feeling any better?"

"Much better thank you. Still a bit rough, but I can feel myself getting stronger." he said, smiling at Wanda.

"Good." she said and lovingly kissed his head. She looked at Vision and then back to Pietro. The boy frowned slightly at Vision, but then it dropped when Wanda saw him. What is that all about? I felt a little left out on the exchange, but it wasn't like I should be involved. I am just his doctor after all. "There's a meeting in half an hour in the boardroom. Do you think he will be ready Riley?" she asked, my name sounding strange on her foreign tongue.

"He should be." I replied, registering the fact that she called me Riley.

"Great. See you then." she said, holding his hand, squeezing it and then leaving the room with Vision. He looked at them suspiciously as they left, but I wasn't going to question him.

After a while, we struck up a conversation about the attack. "Ultron was a complete and utter maniac, but he seemed so...human. He was exactly like Stark, because his personality was based on him. It was difficult to tell the difference sometimes." he joked. I liked the sound of his accent. I didn't think that I would find foreign accents attractive, but his sounded so soothing. I wanted to hear more about his story and who he was, not in a romantic way, but out of curiosity. "It felt strange when we switched to the Avengers side but I got used to it after a while. Have you worked with any of them before?" he asked. We had been talking for a while and I had completely lost track of time due the distraction lying on the bed. I had pretended to do fake check ups on my notes just to hear more of his story. There's no problem with double checking, right?

"I've seen Natasha and Clint once or twice. Clint actually lead one of my missions once, a while back, but I'm not best friends with them or anything. Friends aren't exactly my forte." I notice him frown whilst I checked my watch. "It's been half an hour. We should probably get going. Do you need any assistance?"

"No I'm fi-aahhhh…" he shouted, trying to sit up by himself. Idiot.

"I'll take that as a yes then." I said and hurried round to his side. "You probably have some internal damage." He swung his legs round and I held his soft, warm hands as he climbed off of the bed. When he did, he jolted forward due to his injuries, his chest slightly knocking into me again.

"Sorry, it must get annoying me constantly doing that. Stupid reflexes." he cursed, laughing and, annoyingly, not blushing like I often did. If anybody else did that, especially the Captain, I would've expected them to blush, but Pietro's enhanced abilities must prevent that.

"No problem." I smiled, wondering whether hitting me with his chest would become a permanent issue. "Can you stand on your own?"

"I think so." he said, taking a few nervous steps forward. He was fine walking as his legs were practically unaffected. It was just his upper body that had the problem with movement as all of the bullets were mainly directed there. "I feel much better though. Thank you." he said as we made our way out of the door. Yeah, you must feel better alive than dead.

"It's a pleasure and, to be honest, you and your abilities did most of the work." I said. Once we arrived at the door, I took him towards the boardroom. I noticed that the female agents looked him up and down as he walked through the corridor...strutting their hips a little more as they made eye contact with him and giggling after they passed.

"Why am I seeming so popular to stare at?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. He had a small limp as he walked and I prepared myself to catch him at any moment.

"Maybe it's because…" I stopped myself before any further embarrassment of calling him attractive. He was very attractive, but I was not going to say that to someone that I had only just met an hour beforehand and I was not meant to have relationships. I dis-acknowledged the physical attributes he had as I continued walking with him. "It's probably because you've just come back from the dead."

"Oh yeah." he said and scratched his head. "I'm still not sure about all that." he whispered to himself, but I always had big ears. I was going to drop it, but I was curious about what he had meant.

"All of what?" I asked him. He looked up, surprised that I heard, but relaxed after a moment.

"It's nothing." he said, waving me off.

"No, tell me. I'm your doctor. I have Doctor Patient confidentiality remember?" I joked and he laughed, drawing the attention of some more girls carrying files.

"No I..." he began, his happy face dropped slowly and he suddenly became serious. "I don't think I ca-"

"Mr. Maximoff, glad you could make it." Fury interrupted, waiting outside the door of the board room. Our heads turned the Director who was in his usual black uniform (does he own any other colour?) and an uneasy look in his eye. Fury was one of those people that you never knew who to trust.

"Well, I shall see you later Mr. Maximoff. Sir." I said goodbye to them and was turning around before Fury called my name.

"Agent Moore?" he said and I slowly turned around to face him. What does he want now?

"Sir?" I asked and joined him again.

He looked at Pietro with a death glare. The speedster flashed a smile and turned to me. "Great to know when you are not wanted." he said and went inside the boardroom. I turned to Fury, deciding not to laugh at Pietro's joke on the outside. "Is there a problem, Sir?"

"No problem, just an opportunity." he said, clasping his hands together. God, Fury is so dramatic sometimes.

"What opportunity?" I asked, knowing that my dull and boring tone would annoy him.

"I believe that we should inform the Avengers about your abilities." he said. ...I'm sorry...what?

"Hang on, are you mad? I'm not saying that it is a dreadful idea, but that is a dreadful idea. Not only is that a really bad idea, but you are the one who told me not to tell anyone about my powers." I shouted in a whisper. Has he gone crazy? Fury has been here for so long I think he has completely lost it. "I'm dangerous. I can't control them properly." 'because YOU haven't given me the training' I finished in my head.

"No one will know about your powers apart from them. They can be trusted with this. People on the outside who will see you use your power will not know who you are." he explained.

"How come?" I asked, but I already knew the answer. "A suit? I'm getting a suit."

"It's one of the benefits of the job." he said, trying to persuade me to his side. Much to my disappointment, I had always wanted a suit…

"Why me? Surely there are more qualified agents." I argued, but he came back with a response that I couldn't refuse, his motivational speech taking over my brain.

"Your powers, if controlled properly, could be a brilliant advantage to the team. Remember that they won't know that you exist. Future enemies will have no idea that you will be battling with the Avengers." he argued and I sighed, knowing that he would make me do it anyway. "You are one of the only power people that hasn't been discovered and that is because of S.H.I.E.L.D's protection remember." I cannot stand being guilt tripped.

"Fine, i'll do it. But it doesn't mean I have to enj….wait no i think I will really enjoy it." I smiled and he shook his head, not looking overly amused. What must he think of me? I thought as I dropped my smile slowly. Me and Fury weren't close, but we had grown more like friends rather than colleagues, though he was the untrustworthy friend that stood at the back of the room observing everything at parties. He opened the door and they were all sitting in there. I may have thought this was crazy, but it felt overwhelming when I walked into the room of Avengers.

The order of the table went Steve, Natasha, Clint, Pietro, Wanda, Vision, Sam, Rhodey, Tony and then a two spare seats. One was next to Tony, being a seat for me, and one was right at the top of the table for Fury.

"Leyley, glad you are joining us." Tony said and I scowled at him.

"One more nickname and I am killing everyone in this room." I threatened as I walked towards him.

"Like you would be able to do that." Stark said and they laughed...all but Fury. When people realised that he was silent, they got anxious.

"Is she here to kill us?" Sam asked and I sat down next to Stark, much to my discomfort. Some of the team members were looking at me confused, but I sat and waited for Fury to explain why I was there.

"This is Agent Riley Moore, if you didn't already know that. I believe you were introduced earlier" Fury said and I smiled shyly, feeling a bit small compared to everyone else. I noticed Clint and Pietro sitting together like they had been best friends forever. "She is a field agent, but also works as a doctor and medical examiner, which is why she was assigned to Mr. Maximoff after his 'death'. I want her to be part of your team."

Steve looked at me and smiled, hope on his face, but the hope in his eyes was less so. He didn't trust me yet, even though Fury did, which implied that they felt the same uncertainty about the boss as I did. "Okay, what's your strongest asset?" he asked and I looked at Fury for confirmation, a feeling of worry spreading through my stomach.

"Are you sure about this?" I asked and he gave me a death glare, telling me that I needed to.

"Just show them what you can do." he said, sounding tired of me, and I nodded, getting up and standing behind the chair I had sat in.

"Please, please don't freak out." I pleaded, anxious that they would think I was some kind of freak. I breathed out and whispered 'Okay' before shutting my eyes and letting the power take control over my body. It spread from the centre of my chest outwards towards the tips of my fingers and the bottom of my toes. It was so overpowering, like taking in a large breath of air slowly so that all of your lungs are filled. I hoped that it had worked, because I really wanted to impress them.

"Woooaaahhh…." I heard James say and I opened my eyes, a smile starting on my face as I realised that it had.

"What the fuck just happened?" Pietro asked, near to standing up in his seat. I walked around a bit, relishing the feeling of my power and loving the hold it had over me.

"Language." Steve said and I laughed making them all turn their heads in my direction.

"What the hell!" Sam said, getting a bit freaked out. They were looking at me, but not directly.

"Well she is going to be my new toy." Tony said, smiling, and I walked over. I hit him in the side of the head and he shouted.

"OW! Don't do that!" he complained and I reappeared, crossing my arms over my chest.

"Well don't make me your toy." I said and went to sit back in my seat.

"Invisibility? That is the coolest power ever." Pietro said and I blushed.

"Thank you." I smiled and pulled the sleeves of my jumper over my hands, suddenly feeling a little nervous in a room with them all.

"Fury, how long have you known about this?" Steve asked, sounding a bit pissed off that he hadn't known about me.

"A while."

"And how long has that while been?"

"Ever since S.H.I.E.L.D rescued her about ten years ago." he said and I heard Pietro whisper "Rescued?"

Fury's head turned to him. "Something to say Maximoff?"

"No, no. It's nothing." he said and Fury continued, but my insides cringed. I could feel Pietro's eyes on me and I looked over at him. I felt guilty for lying to him about my upbringing, because he told me about his childhood too, which was probably a big thing for him to tell a stranger after just waking up. That must of hurt his trust in me a little. He looked down at the table and I felt like apologising immediately, but I obviously couldn't as I was in front of everyone. How could I tell him that I was rescued when I had only just met him?

"She will tell you about that later. With all that has been going on, we need all of the power people we can get that are trained up." Fury said.

"She's trained?" Wanda asked.

"Not completely. She needs help with sharpening her skills and we want to extend her powers if we can."

"You do?" I asked, surprised that Fury would even give me the chance to do this. I was going to become an Avenger? I thought I was going to help out here and there, maybe do a few hours at the weekend!

"Yes. We believe that your powers could be stretched more than they already are, making team members and objects invisible." Wow! This is so cool.

"When is training going to start?" James asked. I felt a bit overpowered by it, but I had to look like I fitted in. I sat up in my chair, copying what the others were doing apart from Tony who was slouching down.

"For the new Avengers, that's Vision, Wanda, Pietro, James, Sam and Riley, it will be at 11 o'clock in the Avengers training room. Romanoff and Rogers will be taking the session. Original Avengers, you will not have any training until next week. Here are your files." he said, handing them out to us.

"Your names have been given to you as requested. Pietro will be known as Quicksilver in the field. We considered the name when you joined us as a suggestion and we thought it was appropriate."

"I wonder why…" Tony joked and we laughed. He picked up his file and leaned back in his chair, skimming over it, partially tuning into Fury.

"I like it." he smiled and nodded his head in approval of the name.

"Wanda is known as Scarlet Witch, Sam as the Falcon, Vision as himself and James as War Machine." he said and then turned to me. "We still need to assign you a name. Any ideas?"

"Invisible girl?" Tony asked and I sent him a death glare.

"I am not a girl." I growled and hesitated before deciding not to kick him. I didn't like this guy. He was rich and arrogant. I always thought that he was brilliant, a genius, but he was just dolled up by rumours.

"How about Invisible Woman?" Sam asked. At first I thought he was joking, but I couldn't think of anything better on the spot.

"I'll think about it…"

"Good. Now, I'm ordering all of you to go and get some rest. No later than 2200 hours tonight. The time is 1900 hours. You have three hours."

"Are you really telling us when to go to bed? What are you? Our babysitter?" Tony asked.

Fury glared at him. "Seeing as you can't take care of yourselves most of the time, I am appointing Hill to live in the same quarters as all of you." he said, indicating to Maria who was standing on his right hand side. I noticed a small smile appear on Steve's face. Hmm...suspicious. I wonder whether they are together or something? The woman in question seemed very uptight and, by the rumours at S.H.I.E.L.D, she had never changed. Had something about her changed or did the soldier just have a crush on the deputy? Seemed like I would have to take it upon myself to find out the truth.

"Any questions?" he asked, not actually wanting to answer any.

"Yeah." Tony said, raising his hand. "Where are we gonna stay? I mean no offense but I doubt that anyone wants to stay in Avengers Tower now. It's going to need a lot of repairs."

"A team is already on it and you won't need to worry about accommodation. We have that planned out. A new building for a new team."

"It's not really a new team is it. It's just a team with extra bits added on." Tony interjected and Fury glared at him once more. I had a feeling Fury didn't like him. I also had the feeling that nobody liked Stark in the first place. I certainly wasn't that fond of him.

"Fine. A new building for a team with extra bits added on. It would probably be best if you spoke with Agent Moore about her life before you go to sleep. I do not want you getting to know her when we land tomorrow. Goodnight." he said and left the room immediately. Hill stepped forward and motioned to the door.

"I shall take you to you temporary living quarters." she said and we rose from our seats.

As we walked down the corridor, I noticed that Pietro walked back with Wanda and the rest of the group. He looked at me like he was confused. I think he was uncertain of whether to trust me or not. I felt bad that I didn't tell him the truth, but at the time I wasn't telling anyone. I didn't want him to judge me about the truth of my past.

"We already have a room set up if you were worried by the way." Hill said to me as I walked with her and Steve. They seemed awfully close.

"Thank you. I am most grateful for your hospitality." I said, trying to make myself feel a little less guilty about staying in their facilities.

"No problem. It was the least we could do for you." Steve said.

"Well thank you. I appreciate it." I smiled and Steve returned the smile. I noticed that Hill's eyes flickered towards the ground and I heard her huff in annoyance. Time to play. "So how long have you two been together?"

"Who two?" they asked simultaneously.

"You two." I said and I could see them both beginning to blush. "You two are together, right?" I asked and Steve opened his mouth to speak, however he couldn't say anything. Hill was left to take do the talking.

"We are not together." she said, keeping her tone cool and professional. Even though she kept her words strong, I could tell that she was nervous about the whole subject of her and Rogers being together. It made me smile slightly.

"You two seem close."

"We...do?" Steve asked, eyebrow raised.

"Yeah. Just wondered whether you were or not." I said and continued walking with them. I'm such a match maker! As I couldn't be in a relationship, I was usually the one who would sort everyone else's out, whether it was fixing them or making people get together. It was kinda my job apart from being a S.H.I.E.L.D agent. Maybe I can put matchmaking on my CV? Probably..."Anyway, where are we heading to?" I asked, after a long wait which was beginning to get awkward.

"Right here." she said, reaching a door at the end of the the corridor. On the door was the Avengers symbol that made me smile slightly. I was becoming part of the team. How is this even possible? "Now, this is brand new, so no messing it up. Clint, Tony, Sam…" she said and swished her straightened hair around so that it fell over her shoulder. "I'm talking to you three."

"Whaaaaat?" Tony said, throwing his hands up.

"You can't trust us?" Sam asked, sounding hurt.

"Like we would ever damage anything…" Clint added, putting a hand to his heart.

Hill rolled her eyes and placed her finger on the scanner. I heard it unlocked and she said "Your fingerprints have all been added to the system. Only you guys, Fury and me can open this door."

We entered and I thought I was going to faint. This is most beautiful room I have ever seen in my life. The room we walked into was the main living room, I guessed. There were four large sofas facing each other in a circle surrounding a coffee table. It actually looked quite homely. The large windows were at least four metres high and had a gorgeous view of the clouds and the sea below.

She took us through to show us the kitchens and the bedrooms. We all had our own and she said the ones at the Avengers base were custom designed to each person and would be a much higher standard. Higher standard? How can the standard be higher? Everything looked like it cost a fortune.

"Meet in about 15 minutes in the living room." she informed us and left us to go round our own rooms in private for a few minutes. My room had a black circular table in it and a couple of chairs surrounding it. I guessed every room was the same, because they wouldn't know how to personalise it if they were unaware of who was staying. The standard S.H.I.E.L.D bedroom that I used to have was much smaller and the quality of the furniture was much lower. I felt bad that I had a better living quarter than the other agents.

My bed had black sheets with a white frame surrounding and supporting it. The walls were painted in white the whole way round, the only separation being the floor to ceiling windows that gave a beautiful view of outside. We were in the clouds and it looked wonderful out there.

I noticed the balcony outside, went out, feeling the cold air rush onto my face, and shut the door so that nothing blew over inside. It was almost like I was living a dream. We were flying in this invisible helicarrier and it was crazy. I shut my eyes and took a deep breath, inhaling the madness. I heard someone cough to my left and saw Pietro standing there, his arm leaning against the balcony bar that was a metre away from mine. Shit. Is he still angry at me for lying about how I got into S.H.I.E.L.D? I let the breath go and he spoke. "I know you couldn't tell me earlier about what happened to you when before you were brought to S.H.I.E.L.D." he said, looking towards the balcony floor, the wind causing his hair to blow over his face slightly. "I was a little angry at you."

"Yeah, I noticed." I replied, trying not to sound too rude about it, but sometimes I couldn't control my attitude.

"Sorry." he said, looking like he actually meant it. He was too polite and manly to say that he was hurt. Pietro seemed like a laid back kinda guy. The type who would wear the most casual clothes for every occasion, but go on a date and wear a suit just for a change, even though he would only wear a suit to funerals. "So are you going to tell us what happened to you as a kid? That was a lie wasn't it? What you told me?" he said and I nodded my head solemnly, feeling guilty that I hadn't told him the truth. "Because...when Fury said rescued you…" He couldn't seem to say the right words, but I kinda got what he wanted to say.

"I'm sorry for lying to you, Pietro. I have to tell everyone now that I'm with the team, I guess. I think Hill mentioned that she wanted...wanted a report on what happened to me and the Avengers have the right to know what happened." I wasn't comfortable with telling the Avengers, but I knew how to act strong in public instead of breaking down into an emotional mess. The first time I talked with Fury I was fragile, but I had learnt to build up a barrier to stop the weakness.

"Okay." he said, shifting his eyes from the clouds to my face. "I'm guessing it is bad? That's why you didn't tell me?"

"Yeah. I didn't exactly...have the best childhood." I said, leaning against the bar that was on my balcony. I didn't really want to go into detail about it, because I had only just met this guy. A few hours ago. I knew I could trust him with information, to be honest I knew I could trust any of them with information except from Stark, but I had taken a liking to Pietro. I had met many guys in my time at S.H.I.E.L.D. He was one of the nicest by far.

"The Avengers all have their history with darkness, regret and guilt. We share it. It's what I have learnt since being here." I said, looking out at the sea below. The helicarrier was now at low cloud level, so we could see the sea. The waves looked so calm and it reminded me of how much I liked training in swimming at S.H.I.E.L.D. "They come together though and built this team." Pietro said, bringing me back to our conversation.

"Sounds pretty airtight." I said, trying not to think about the fact that there felt like a block between me and them. They all seemed pretty close. How was I supposed to fit in with Gods?

"You'll ease into it." he smiled and I sent him a smile too. "You want to go and get some food?" he asked.

"Yeah sure." I said, trying to sound like I wasn't starving, and went back into my bedroom. I could definitely get used to this. I heard a knock at the door and frowned slightly before realising that it was Pietro. Super speed. Need to get used to that, even though I haven't actually seen him use his super speed yet. I walked over and opened it. "That must come in handy a lot."

"It has it's perks." he said and smiled. We walked down the corridor and to be honest it felt slightly awkward between us. We didn't really have anything to discuss apart from Avengers. I scanned my brain for something as we walked, but I couldn't think of anything. Oh wait! "You and your sister seem close." I said. Good idea. Pin the conversation on him. He's the one who talks.

"Yeah. We get on very well. Never have arguments. Well, unless she is being annoying." he said, his accent slightly stronger. I noticed that when he talked about Sokovia or Wanda. "I usually just use the excuse that I was born 12 minutes before her."

I laughed with him and said "Yeah, I've heard family can be like that." I took a second to think about my own family. I had no idea where they were right now. I didn't really have anyone. I had my apartment, but not really anything else. That reminded me that I needed to speak to Hill.

We arrived at the kitchen and I said to Pietro "I'll be back in a moment." He looked confusedly at me, but nodded all the same.

When I reached the living room, I saw Hill already sitting there on a sofa with a Apple macbook on her knee. "Miss Hill?" I asked and she looked up from the screen.

"Miss Moore." she greeted and shut the lid of the laptop, which must've contained something confidential that she didn't want me to see. She shuffled up so I could sit next to her as she asked "What may I do for you?"

"Well I was just wondering about living arrangements. I have an apartment in the city and I do rather quite like it." I said.

"And you are asking whether you would be able to stay there?" she asked and I nodded.

"Just until I get used to the Avengers scene. I thought it might be more appropriate." I said and she smiled.

"For the first week, that may not be possible. Obviously, I can't tell you why. You will find that out later." she said, a smirk tugging on her face. What has she got planned for us? "But after that I don't see why it wouldn't be a problem."

"Fantastic." I said and got up from my seat. I walked away, but stopped myself and walked up to her again.

She looked up at me and asked "Forgotten something?"

"Are you and the Captain really not together?" I asked and she shook her head, the blush that she had earlier not appearing this time. Perhaps she was becoming immune...

"We are co-workers and relationships are not permitted between agents." she said, firmly.

"So you don't think that he is attractive?" I asked and her lips parted, walking away as she thought about her answer. I liked their relationship. They seemed sweet together. Hill was all about order, and I guess Cap was too, but he seemed more relaxed about it.

"Are you trying to set those two up?" Pietro asked as I walked into the kitchen, jumping onto a nearby stool and resting my arms on the table.

"No, wouldn't dream of it." I said, smiling slightly.

"Sure." he said, not believing me and smiling behind the glass he was drinking out of. "Cereal bar?" he asked, holding one up in his hand. I nodded and he threw it to me. I nearly didn't catch it, my co-ordination not being overly great. I tried the bar, the bar feeling heavenly as I hadn't eaten in a while.

"Wow, these are really good." I said, smiling as I tried to keep the food content in my mouth.

"I know!" he said, food nearly dropping out of his mouth. He was such a relaxed guy and he seemed very open with me. I don't know whether he acted like this with the other Avengers or whether it was just woman-kind. "So what do you think of the team?"

"They seem alright. Your sister seems quite nice. Romanoff seems to have a bit of a closed personality. Sam, Tony and Clint are troublemakers of course. And Tony is an idiot."

"You have seen Stark's idiotic side then?" he asked.

"By saying that I guess that you have too?" I replied with a smile.

He nodded. "It can come out now and again and I don't think I've gotten used to it yet. His mistakes nearly killed us...literally…" he said, looking down at the floor. "but me and my sister have learned to forgive him in the short time that we have known him."

"You talk from experience?" I asked.

His lips parted and he took a deep breath. He shook his head and replied "Not at all. I've just heard about his past."

I caught his eyes and I could tell that he was lying. I nodded, knowing that he didn't really trust me enough to tell me about whatever experience he had with Stark. Something did affect him, but I wasn't going to be intrusive. "Okay." We ate some more to fill the silence and I thought of something to talk about. "The others seem nice too."

"Yeah…" he said, finishing the last bite of his energy bar. "They are a nice bunch. Good mix of abilities, yes?"

"Do you get along with them all?" I asked, jumping up on the kitchen counter.

"Most of the time. I have only been with them a short amount of time, but I seem to get along with them pretty well."

"Don't you guys get into fights at all?"

"Oh God all the time." he said, opening another snack bar and eating it even quicker than the last one. "But all families fight I guess."

"You guys do seem like a family." I said, trying not to feel excluded and failing to.

"Well most of the members don't have them." he said, grabbing another snack bar. "They've built their families out of people around them. Most of them have been through the same experiences and it's nice to share those experiences with them." he said, finishing off the bite of this third snack bar. He opened a variety of cupboard doors and finally found what he was looking for. He picked out the bread and took out three slices. He buttered them and I looked at him confused.

He was ready to take a bite of his sandwich, but stopped when he noticed that I was looking at him. "What?" he asked, raising his eyebrows.

"How come you eat so much? Haven't you had lunch?" I asked, shocked at his appetite, and he shook his head.

"I need more food to function. My metabolism moves much faster than a normal person therefore I need to replenish my energy at a higher amount. If I don't eat I can't use my powers. Well, if I eat less then my powers won't work as efficiently."

"But if I eat less, my powers aren't diminished." I replied.

"Yeah, but I'm burning more energy, because of my speed. You're movements have less intensity."

"Ah right." I said understand, but felt slightly stupid that I didn't know that. I saw him spread the butter on his bread and then go into the fridge, searching for something. He finally found it and squirted it onto his bread.

"Ketchup?" I asked. "You're actually going to eat that?"

"You should try it!" he said, folding over the bread and handing the sandwich to me.

"No. That's disgusting." I said, turning up my nose dramatically.

He laughed and said "Just try it." I considered it, pouting slightly at the thought of eating the ketchup and butter sandwich, before slowly reaching towards his hand to take it. He passed it to me and I brought it up to my lips, hesitating for a moment. I looked at the speedster and he nodded with encouragement for me to eat it. I sighed and took a bite of the sandwich.

Oh my goodness. I had tasted sandwiches, but no sandwich had ever tasted with good without any actual filling in it. "This is amazing." I said, wiping a bit of ketchup from the side of my lips.

"I know right." he said, taking a bite of another one he had made quickly using his powers.

"How did you even think of this?"

"Actually it was Wanda. She got bored when I was out shopping for groceries. I came back, tried it and told everyone in Sokovia, which really isn't that many people when you think about the small area we live in." he said, not realising at all that he had said 'live in' instead of 'lived in'. "It kind of became a craze over the next week."

"It takes a lot of effort to start a craze here." I replied.

"You people have weird crazes." he said, taking another bite of a different sandwich.

"All Avengers meet in the living room for debrief." JARVIS' voice came over the speakers and Pietro swallowed the section of sandwich he had just taken a bite out of. I froze for a second, realising that I would have to speak to everyone about what happened to make me this way. I thought the Maximoff kid wouldn't notice it, but he did. Maybe his super-speed slowed down time to see my reaction to the announcement?

"Hey, Riley." he said, making me turn my head to him, his uncommon accent making me more surprised every time I spoke to him.

"Yeah?" I asked.

"Everything's going to be fine." he said with a reassuring smile. I gave a brief smile back before heading into the living room after the male Sokovian..

Can't wait to hear your reviews. I thought it would be better to write long chapters and post once a week to make it consistent instead of small chapters and more often, because that means that I can write more chapters overall and that means more fanfiction, which is always good.