AN: I don't own the Avengers.
The next day, Thor, Steve, Natasha, Bruce, and Clint all met on Tony's roof. Thor zapped them up again, and soon they were sitting on the floor in front of the portal. Heimdall held his hand up and the screen reappeared over the portal.
"It will start where we left off, right?" Steve checked. Heimdall nodded.
The screen flickered to life.
On the screen, everyone was as they had been at the end of their watching yesterday. Lou was leaning over the hole in the ceiling, Jules was hulking out and clutching at the table to hold himself up, and Jo was backing away.
"Stay calm." Lou said, her face pulling away from the opening. "He needs to focus. I'm coming down." Lou's face disappeared, and her battered sneakers appeared on the ladder. She called, louder, "Jules, It's Lou. Louisa. Your best friend, remember? Josephine is here too. Jo. You're okay. You're stronger then the other guy, you can do this. Just focus on my voice, and fight back."
Jules tensed again, and the green disappeared from his eyes, replaced with brown. After a few more terrifying moments, the green on his skin started to face, leaving him perfectly normal in slightly torn clothes. He staggered, and Lou and Jo both caught one of his arms.
"How did they… how did he…" Bruce whispered, staring at the screen. He looked down at his hands. "I can't do that."
"Maybe the hulk is less strong in him, since it's second generation." Natasha suggested. Bruce nodded numbly.
"You okay?" Lou asked, frowning with worry. Jules nodded.
"Just… drained."
"What were you two arguing about that made you hulk out?" Lou asked, sounding slightly accusatory as she fixed her eyes on Jo. Jo looked guilty.
"Y'know… that problem."
"You two can't keep doing this!" Lou said angrily. She stormed over to the medical table and whipped the white sheet off of it. Laying on the table was a metal suit, part silver and part deep purple. It was broken, with the arms and legs torn off and partially disassembled. There were scorch marks and dings all over it, and the arc reactor in it's chest was cracked open and melted on the inside. But it was still clear what it had been when it was in full repair-an Ironman suit, that would have fit Jo perfectly.
Tony gaped at the screen. "They-they stole my suit!"
"I don't think they stole it, actually." Natasha looked pleased with herself. "If Jules really is Dr. Banner's son, then why would Jo have an Ironman suit and be so saddened by a picture of you? Think about it."
Tony thought about it. Then let out a loud groan and put his head in his hands. Clint grinned.
"Jo is Tony's daughter!"
"But that just makes this all the more worrying." Steve reminded them. "Our kids are living in an abandoned warehouse. Where are we in all of this?"
"Our kids?" Clint asked. "Um, I don't have kids. I'm not even married."
"The rest of us aren't either." Thor warned. "But we have already seen two of our children, which leaves me to wonder who Louisa's parents are."
"Steve?" Tony guessed. "She has the American flag t-shirt." Steve paled.
On the screen, Jules and Jo were both staring at the suit. Lou had her hands on her hips, waiting for one of them to talk. Jo looked angry and maybe a little afraid, and Jules looked guilty.
"You know we've been working on it?" Jules asked finally.
"Do I know that my two best friends are building the Irongirl suit in my basement? Yes, I do. I'm not stupid. Now does one of you want to tell me what you were planning to do with this thing?"
"Nothing." Jo said. "I didn't want him to repair it."
"Come on, Lou, think about the good we could do with this thing. It doesn't even have to be Jo that wears it." Jules pleaded. "You or Abby would fit. We could use it to strike back against-"
"No, we couldn't." Jo snapped. "HYDRA is too powerful for anyone to stop them, much less us."
"HYDRA?" Steve asked, scowling. "How much does it take to stop those guys?"
"Please just think about it, Lou." Jules pleaded.
Lou frowned at the suit for a long moment. Finally she said, "Keep it, just in case. But don't keep working on it until we can put it to a vote when everyone gets back." Jules gave a small smile and nodded, and Jo scowled and shoved her hands in her pockets. Lou reached out to put a hand on Jo's shoulder, but she twitched away. "Come on, Jo… don't."
Jo stormed to the ladder and climbed out of the basement, leaving Jules and Lou on their own.
"Yeah, she's Stark's kid." Steve muttered. Tony shot him a glare.
Jo crossed the warehouse, heading for the front door. Suddenly, it was thrown open and another teenage girl fell through it. Literally, fell. She landed on her side, coughing and kicking the door shut with her foot. Jo's eyes widened.
"Abby? Abby, what did you do?"
"I wonder who Abby's parent is?" Bruce said thoughtfully.
"She's carrying a bow." Natasha said. Clint went pale.
Abby had long tangled dark blond hair in two messy loose braids, and hazel eyes. She wore a pink army fatigue jacket and light jeans, and a black tank top. A long metal bow hung from her shoulder, as well as a quiver of black metal arrows with blue feathers for fletchings. She pushed herself up on her elbows, showing off a black eye and fat lip. Jo pulled Abby (who was probably fourteen) to her feet.
Clint winced. "That does not look good."
"What did you do to your face?" Jo demanded.
"I fell." Abby shrugged, pulling free. "Repeatedly. Onto some fists."
"Abby, you can't keep causing trouble." Lou's scolding voice came from the basement. She had Jules were walking towards them. "Who did you piss off this time?"
"Why do you assume it was my fault?" Abby pretended to be hurt. "I would never start trouble like that."
"Then who's fault was it?" Jules sighed.
"Uh… mine." Abby admitted, breaking into a sheepish grin.
"Yeah, she's officially the daughter of the birdbrain." Tony smirked.
"You can't laugh, Stark. Your daughter is terrified of her own Irongirl suit."
"Ironman."
"They said Irongirl, and it looked fitted to a girl. Unless future you has made some serious changes."
"Shut up and watch already, you two." Steve said, shutting up Clint and Tony.
The four teens were walking towards the stairs to the second floor, when someone dropped from the rafters high above. The second floor was coming apart in places so you could see up to the rafters through large holes where the floor had collapsed, and someone had just jumped from the rafters three floors above the ground and fell towards one of the holes.
"Stop showing off, Alex!" Abby shouted. A second person fell from the rafters on their other side as the first figure landed. "Seriously, Finn? A little decency."
The second boy landed as well, and both jogged over to their friends. The boy who had fallen first, Alex, wore jeans and a black hoodie. He had dark red hair and dark brown eyes, and his face was a mask of calm as he rolled when he landed and came back up to his feet. The second boy was grinning and laughing loudly, and had shaggy blond hair that fell in bright blue eyes. A metal helmet with two little wings on the sides fell down crookedly over his forehead, and he wore a red t-shirt, gray hoodie, and cargo pants. The blond boy was maybe around fourteen, and the red-haired boy was probably seventeen.
"Romanoff and Odinson?" Bruce guessed with a tentative glance at his teammates. Natasha stared at the red-haired boy with a face totally blank of emotion, but Thor looked like he had been run over by a bilgesnipe.
"Probably." Clint nodded. "Especially from the helmet."
"About time, you two." Jo smirked. "What kept you?"
"We were getting the newspaper." The red-haired boy held it up. "The usual HYDRA shi-"
"Language!" Lou interrupted.
Tony laughed. "She is so your kid, Rogers."
"It is bad stuff." The blond boy translated. "Their usual lies about our parents, and SHIELD."
"Is there anything on the disappearances, Al?" Jules asked, taking the newspaper from the red-haired boy, who shook his head.
"They're still trying to cover it up."
"Cover what up?" Clint asked irritably. "What are they hiding? And who is who?"
"They already mentioned HYDRA a couple of times." Natasha pointed out. "HYDRA must be the problem. They must be doing something the general public doesn't know about."
"Here, on the obituary page-" Jules said, holding up a page of the newspaper. MISSING was printed underneath two photos. "Two more in the last few days. That's almost forty, right?"
The others nodded grimly. Jo scowled. "What are we supposed to do about it? We only have suspicions. I mean, we aren't… them."
"We could be." Jules muttered.
"Reminds me." Lou said, clapping her hands together loudly once to get all of their attention. "We need a vote, people. Jules has been fixing the Irongirl suit in the basement. We need to decide what we're going to do with it."
"Seriously?" Abby demanded. "Banner!"
Bruce went pale. "No question of it." He mumbled.
Tony whistled. "So we all have a kid in the future. Great. Yay. What I want to know is what happened to us?"
"If I have to tell you to be patient one more time-" Natasha threatened.
"It matters not." Heimdall said. "This is the end of your viewing for the day."
This time, they knew not to bother arguing.
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