First of all, I'd like to give a huge 'Thank you' to Raven6224 and SuperWhoPotterAvenge-X for reviewing and saying you liked it! That really means a lot, and it's reviews like that that keep them updates coming, guys! Secondly, sorry for the cliffhanger. I just couldn't think of a better way to end the chapter.

Taylor slowly pried her eyes open, or attempted to, because it seemed like she had been asleep and crying for so long that they were crusted over with some gooey shit. Not cool. By the time she managed to clear her vision, she opened her eyes to see Pepper standing directly in front of her, holding a tray of bacon, french toast, and orange juice.

If her mom didn't look ten years younger then she normally did, Taylor would have assumed that all of the previous day was just a fever dream or something and she and Tyler were safe and sound, back in their proper time in Avengers Tower. But her mom really did look younger. She lacked all of the stress lines and gray hairs her older self had developed before finally deciding to retire and act as the resident mother hen of the Tower.

Pepper smiled warmly at her. Taylor remembered dimly that her mom had always wanted children, and was overjoyed when she and her brother came into her life. "JARVIS told me you had woken up, so I brought you breakfast. You were asleep for almost two days... are you alright?"

A million possible answers to that question bubbled through her mind. Yes. No. What the hell do you think? Definitely not. After debating internally for a moment, she decided to just go with the truth. "No. I got thrown back in time and now my parents don't even believe I'm their kid and I don't know where my brother is and I'm worried he'll do something stupid and I want to go home!" she wailed in one long, run-on sentence. She waited for the tears to come but none did. Maybe she had used them all up.

She put her face in her hands to block out the craziness surrounding her, but she could feel the matress sink a couple inches as Pepper sat down next to her and wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "Shhhhh, shhhh, don't worry. Don't cry. I believe you."

Taylor glanced at her mom in disbelief. "You do?"

Pepper smiled and shrugged. "Sure. With all the crazy weapons Tony makes, I can imagine him making a time machine."

Taylor frowned. Nice as it was, there was something wrong with that statement... weapons. "Dad doesn't make weapons!" she exclaimed.

"What do you mean? It's how he made his fortune."

"Well, yeah, but he stopped doing all of that after..." Taylor trailed off. "Afghanistan hasn't happened yet," she whispered, careful not to let her mom hear her. So her dad wasn't even Iron Man yet. She must be further back than she thought.

Pepper seemed to discard her strange remark as just another disoriented statement. "Well, anyways, a lot of strange stuff had been happening lately. There was a story on the news earlier today about some sort of monster attacking a goverment facility."

Taylor got a sinking feeling in her gut. "Was it green? Was it totally musclebound? And did it answer to the name of Tyler?"

"Well, yes to the first two... how did you know that?"

Taylor shot up. "I need to see that news story."

Tyler always felt strangely detached when he was in hulk mode. The Avengers called his version of the Hulk either Mini-Hulk or Junior, so they could tell them apart when fighting. Right now, Junior was at the wheel, and Tyler was in the passenger seat, watching everything but unable to stop his other side. He looked on helplessly as Junior threw Aunt Tasha through a window. That was good. She'd be cut up pretty bad, but she'd live. Uncle Clint had dropped him upon noticing he was growing at an alarming rate, and had hightailed down the hallway, probably to sound the alarm.

As Junior made a mad dash towards the nearest door, Tyler hoped SHIELD didn't attempt to capture him. He really didn't like killing people. Even when it wasn't technically him, the blood was still on his hands. His big green hands. Tyler sighed mentally and wished for the thousandth time that Taylor had gotten the Hulk instead of him. They were originally meant to be a single person with all the powers of all the Avengers, but the machine couldn't handle it and created twins with three powers manifesting in each of them. Taylor had Natasha's agility and speed, Steve's strength and stamina, and Thor's nearly limitless weather control powers.

Tyler had gotten pure genius from Tony and Bruce, and great aim from Clint, but he was also stuck with the Hulk. Well, at least would get him out of this hellhole. A moment after that thought crossed his mind, he felt a prick in his back. Oh no. He spun around and backhanded the poor agent into a wall, but the syringe was already empty. Dammit! He focused all of his remaining energy into reaching the door. It looked so close, but the energy was rapidly being sucked out of his legs as the sedative pumped through his system.

His eyelids felt like they were made of lead. No, reach the door, Tyler. You can do it. Just ten more feet. Come on. It's just a sedative. You can reach the door, you... can...

Tyler collapsed on the ground. The green haze in front of his eyes faded away and he closed them. It felt nice. He could take a little nap, that'd be good...

The boy was unconsious within five minutes. That was a new record. Usually SHIELD sedative only took sixty seconds to take effect. He was out cold and didn't notice the dozens of agents surronding him with rifles as one who had probably lost a bet or something stepped forward to cuff him.

Taylor watched the report with growing dismay.

"A humanoid creature, with an appearance similar to that of the infamous Hulk, was captured at nine'o'clock this morning by the government agency known as the Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement and Logistics Division, also known as SHIELD. Nicholas Fury, director of SHIELD, is here to comment."

Taylor's hair crackled with static at the mention of the name Fury, and the screen momentarily went fuzzy. Taylor shook her head and it returned to normal. She wanted to see what that bastard had to say about her brother.

"Well, I had been hoping to keep this quiet, but some reporter got ahold of it and now I have to do crowd control," Fury said grumpily.

"You deserve it," Taylor said to no-one in particular.

"The creature initially appeared to be a young Caucasian human male. Two of my best agents approached him and attempted to take him into custody when he refused to profide a reasonable explanation for trespassing on SHIELD's property."

"He wouldn't because he COULDN'T, you dipshit! I bet he told you the truth, and you didn't believe him, even though you deal with magicy science bullshit every FRIGGIN DAY!" Taylor shouted at the screen, temporarily forgetting that it was just a recording and he couldn't hear her.

Electricity crackled up and down her body and she glared at the image of the man she hated. She was going to go rescue her brother.