Rachel looked at Steve, who was still asleep, before she climbed out of the bed and went over to the dresser, pulling on a t-shirt and shorts. She went to the kitchen and made a cup of coffee before she headed upstairs. She walked by the upstairs bonus room and stopped as she heard noise inside of it. She went into the room and leaned against the wall as Nat turned to look at her.

"What are you doing?"

Nat shrugged. "Wanted to learn more about your mom and your childhood."

Rachel walked over to her and sat on the floor beside Nat, setting her coffee cup beside her. "Do you think I'm lying about something?"

"No."

Rachel watched as she pulled out more papers from her mother's boxes. "Then why are you rifling through private stuff?"

Nat glanced at her as she continued to read over the papers. "There's just some things that don't seem to add up, but I don't think it's you. I think it's your mom."

"What are you talking about?"

"You said your mom was paid off by Obadiah Stane, but your mom already had a substantial amount of money so why would she need the payoff."

Rachel shrugged. "I'm not sure. I know Tony was only sixteen when my mom got pregnant. Not sure if that had anything to do with it."

"Have you ever met your grandparents?"

"Tony's parents are dead and mom's parents disowned her when she got pregnant with me."

Nat looked at her. "I'm sorry, that's hard." Nat flipped through some more papers before she sighed and looked at Rachel. "Don't break his heart."

"What?"

"Steve. Don't break his heart."

Rachel studied Nat for a few moments before she answered carefully. "Why does this bother you so much? Since we got here I feel like all you've been trying to do is tear Steve and I apart. I mean are you jealous?"

Nat laughed out loud. "I'm not jealous that you're sleeping with Steve."

Rachel narrowed her eyes. "Then what is it? Is it just me you don't like, because I thought that we were at least friends."

"We are friends, Rachel. I just worry about Steve. He grew up in a different time than we did and he has very different beliefs. He's vulnerable. Plus I'm ninety nine percent sure that he was a virgin up until three days ago."

Rachel frowned as she looked at Nat. "There's no way a man that looks like that is a virgin."

Nat shrugged. "Like I said he grew up in a different time and his concern is with saving the world, not getting laid."

"Even the Avengers have down time."

"And he was always at the Avenger's headquarters."

Rachel sighed as she picked up a piece of paper that had information about a powerful stone. "I didn't even know these papers were up here. Never really went through her boxes."

Nat put some of the documents back into the boxes. "None of this is really that exciting."

Rachel threw her papers back in the box as well. "I don't intend to hurt him, Nat. I think I love him."

"I know you do and I know he does you, but you know that nothing can come out of the two of you being together. He has to go into hiding and you can't go with him."

"I know." Rachel stood up and picked up her mug again, drinking some more of the coffee. "Come on, Nat, let's go and make some breakfast."

Rachel put a plate of food on the table before laughing as Steve pulled her into his lap. "What are you doing?"

"Feeding you a grape," he said as he pushed the fruit into her mouth.

Rachel grabbed his hand before he could pull it away. She took his index finger in her mouth, lightly sucking the digit, smiling at his moan beneath her. Rachel nipped at his fingertip before turning in the chair and kissing him.

"Get a room," Sam commented as he walked into the room with Nat.

Rachel pulled back from the kiss breathless and laid her forehead against Steve's. She groaned as her phone, pulling it out of her pocket she frowned at the number before giving Steve a chaste kiss and answering it.

"Good morning, Tony."

"Morning, Rachel, Friday said you tried to call last night."

"Yeah it was really late, I just wanted to talk about some issues I was having with Blade."

"What's wrong with the suit?"

Rachel bit back a moan as Steve started kissing her neck. "Some of the circuits were blown and somehow a lot of them got rewired. I spent most of the night working on it, but I still can't get the faceplate to stay on.

"You should bring it back so that I can look at it."

"I'm coming home tomorrow, Tony," she said accidentally letting out a moan.

"Are you with a guy, Rachel?"

Rachel smacked Steve's chest as she got up and walked into the living room. "I'm an adult. I can be with a guy if I want to."

Tony was silent for a long time before he spoke again. "Turn on your TV to the news."

"What?"

"Just do it."

Rachel picked up the remote off the table and turned the TV on, flipping to the news station. She sat in the chair as she watched the newscast about giant robots terrorizing New Orleans.

"I need your help."

Rachel looked up as Steve and Sam walked into the room both of them staring at the TV. She glanced back at the mayhem, the buildings being destroyed, the people screaming in terror.

"Of course," she said to Tony. "I'm on my way."

"Okay and Rachel?"

"Yeah?"

"We're not done talking about you and this guy."

Rachel hung up her phone and stood walking over to Steve. "I have to go."

"I know, it'll be dangerous."

"I'll be okay."

Steve let his fingers trail along her injured arm. "Be careful."

Rachel nodded, moaning when he leaned down and kissed her.

"Ray," Steve said as she started to leave. "I love you," he finished when she turned around.

"I'll be back later," she said with a smile before she went outside and pressed the button on her bracelet. She glanced back at him before she used her jets to propel herself into the air.

Sam clapped a hand on Steve's shoulder. "You've got it bad, man," he told him as he headed back into the kitchen.

Steve scoffed before he followed Sam into the kitchen. He already knew he had it bad for her.

Steve put the rest of the gear into the quinjet before he turned as Nat walked into it, a weird look on her face. "What?"

Nat went to one of the screens and pulled up a news station that showed bits of the fight in New Orleans with the robots and Tony and Rachel. Steve glanced at it before we went back to what he was doing, turning sharply as the next words registered.

"Rachel Stark kidnapped."

Steve went over to the screen and saw Rachel fighting a bot before her suit malfunctioned, the face plate opening up allowing a square hit on her jaw with no protection. She hit the ground hard before the suit picked her up and flew off with her while Tony was distracted with the other two bots. The screen flashed to Tony's face.

"All I'm going to say is that we're going to put every effort into finding my daughter. Right now finding Rachel is the only thing on our agenda. That's all I have to say."

Tony went back into the Avenger's building with Pepper by his side. Steve glanced at Nat who shook her head.

"We can't go, Steve."

"We have to find her."

"Tony has it handled."

Steve shook his head as he started to put in coordinates for New York. "Tony has a lot handled but he won't be able to find her on his own and if he does, he probably won't be able to get her back."

"You're a criminal."

"We all are," Steve told her as he looked at her. "We're all going to go and get Wanda as was the plan. After that, you three will head to Romania while I go to New York to try and help find Rachel."

"You can't do that."

Steve tightened his jaw. "I'm going, Nat, you can't talk me out of this one."

"I know, but you're going to be arrested."

"Probably, which is why I need you to be away from me so you can get me out if need be."

"Steve."

"I have to find her."

Nat nodded. "Then lets gear up."

Rachel groaned as she opened her eyes, her head pounding from where she was hit. Her hand moved to her wrist, wincing as she realized her bracelet was gone. She felt searing pain in her fractured arm and looked down to see the bone of her arm sticking out. Well, it was definitely broken now.

She held her arm against her chest as she sat up on the cold damp stone. Looking around it looked almost like she was in a stone silo, with tall walls going in a circle around her. She felt her head coming away from the giant knot with blood on her hands.

The door opened and Roman walked inside, immediately closing it behind him. "Glad to see you're awake, Hoffman."

"It's Stark," Rachel commented as she looked at him, fighting the overwhelming urge of nausea.

"Whatever." Roman stopped in front of her. "Want me to help you with that arm?"

"I want you to get very far away from me."

"Watch it."

"What do you want, Roman?"

"You okay? You're looking a little pale over there."

"I have a concussion."

Roman kneeled in front of her, "I want that necklace around your neck, Hoffman."

Rachel frowned as she grabbed the necklace with her good hand. "Why? You could have just taken it off of my body."

"That's not just any necklace. The owner has to willingly give it up."

"It's just a necklace given to me by my mom, Roman. It's nothing special."

Roman laughed as he stood again. "That's where you're wrong. That necklace belongs to a group of people called the D'argia. They came here from another planet eons ago. They look like humans, act like humans, but they have abilities and powers that make them special." He looked at her. "You really didn't know any of this did you? Your mother was D'argia. You're D'argia. And the only thing keeping your powers in check is that necklace around your neck. That necklace, my dear, is made of an infinity stone."