Tony had talked Katie and Monkey in staying for the whole week. Katie protested greatly because she had a business to run, but Monkey gave her those big eyes and Katie sighed pulling a bill from her pocket and threw it at Monkey as she said, "Son of a bitch."

Tony claimed that it was a very quiet time for The Avengers so he seen no issues with having Katie and Monkey around. Katie acted like she wanted to argue with him, but she knew that arguing with Tony Stark was a lost cause so she just dealt with it.

Steve was currently in the kitchen making himself a few sandwiches as Katie sat at the table with Thor trying to teach him five card draw.

"No, Thor! Listen, I don't know why you're finding this so damned complicated! A pair is two of the same number…"

"But not all of them are numbers!" he argued. She slammed her head into the wood of the table.

"I realize this! But common sense should tell you that a pair is two of the same, right?"

"Right."

"Then when you have two of these," she said spreading the two cards out on the table. They were two kings sitting there in their perfect royalty. "That makes it a pair."

"But you said you can have more than one pair. And I have that." Katie smiled closing her eyes as everything became clear to her.

"That's right, Thor. So, dish it out and let's see what you got." Thor smiled his godly smile and laid out the two other cards. They the two other kings in the deck. Katie bit her lip as she fought through a lot of different emotions, but settled on putting her forehead on the table.

"That's not two pair, Thor. That's what we call a four of a kind."

"And this is a good thing?" Katie sighed.

"Yes, Thor, this is a good thing. You win this hand." Thor laughed victoriously as he tossed the cards in the air. Katie held her arms out watching the cards as they fell to the ground helplessly.

"No wonder no one liked the vikings back in the day," she said as she stood to pick up the cards.

"I think I'm getting the hang on this game, Katie. Thank you for teaching me," he said ignoring her statement. Katie grinned looking at him out of the corner of her eye as she gathered all the cards up.

"You're welcome, Thor. Next I'm going to teach you how to bluff and how to spot someone bluffing." Thor hummed in thought. He had a glint in his eye that said he was going to enjoy it very much.

"Now, I know what a bluff is. It is something I use in battle whenever I see an opening for it." Katie stood fixing all the cards to sit the right way in her hand. Tony walked into the room eyeing the situation before hand. He leaned against the counter.

"It's not quite the same. Bluffing in poker means you want to try and play like you have a really good hand, but you really don't. That's where the hard part comes in." Thor tilted his head a little thinking about her words. Katie sat down at the table and started shuffling the cards.

"What's the hard part of bluffing?" Katie glanced up at him and Steve made his way into the dining room to sit at the table to eat his sandwiches. She looked to Steve with a grin as he bit into his first sandwich.

"Steve, what would you say is the hardest part of bluffing?" Steve chewed his food as he thought for an answer. He swallowed before he answered.

"Making it believable." Katie shrugged with a nod of her head then spun in her chair to look at Tony.

"What would you say is the hardest part of bluffing?" Tony narrowed his eyes as the gears in his mind went to work. He walked over to the table and sat down with them as well.

"I would say it's knowing when to bluff." Katie seemed to consider his idea as well then gave her attention back to Thor.

"They both make really good points because that is a hard part of the game, but you want to know what I think the hardest part of bluffing is?" Thor nodded leaning in closer almost as if what she was going to tell him a secret that no one else knew. "It's finding the tell." Tony hummed shaking his finger at her saying he completely agreed.

"Yes, because everyone's tell is completely different and you have just a couple hands to figure out what it is."

"What is a tell?" Thor asked as the confusion was about to set in. Katie leaned back in her chair.

"It something that someone does subconsciously that tells you the type of hand they have." Thor frowned as his confusion wasn't lifted.

"I do not understand." Katie grinned as she leaned up again to explain what it was in more detail.

"Take Tony, for example. He has three tells. Bluffing when he has nothing, when he actually does have a good hand, and when he's trying to pretend he's bluffing and wants everyone to know it but he's really got something and wants us to keep raising so he can get more money." Tony just stared at her with an appalled looked on his face. Steve started laughing at his look. Apparently Tony had no idea that Katie had him made.

"What does he do?" Thor said as excited as a schoolgirl who found out her best friend finally made out with their crush. Katie chuckled.

"Well, when he's bluffing when he has nothing, he touches his eyebrow like this," she said bringing her hand up to her eyebrow and touches her knuckle to it like she was brushing something away then lowers her hand. Tony leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms over his chest. "When he actually has something in his hand he won't look at his hand. And when he is pretending to not have something when he actually does he'll twirl his moustache like some thirties villain." Thor thought about this for a moment then grinned.

"I think I understand now. And you said that everyone is different, yes?" Katie nodded. Thor puffed out his chest victoriously glad that he had learned yet again another human activity.

All attention however was drawn to Monkey when she came into the room screaming at the top of her lungs. Steve and Thor quickly rose to their feet thinking the worst, but Katie and Tony simply watched her as she ran through the room and out the other side. Tony and Katie looked at each other curiously then they heard Happy screaming for her. Katie frowned and she stood. She knew Monkey had done something to anger Happy and that was never good. She would need to block him depending on what she had done to him that time around.

When he stomped into the room, it took everything in everyone's power not to bust out laughing. His hair was up in little fluffy bunny tails on top of his head. He had bright blue eye shadow all the way up to the bottom of his eyebrow. He had bright pink circles on each of his cheeks and bright red lipstick on.

"Where did she go?" he growled visibly shaking in anger. Katie stood out of his way and pointed over her shoulder. He stomped out of the room to find Monkey and as soon as he stepped out everyone started laughing.

"I don't see how he can sleep so heavy!" Katie managed to get out.

"She gets him every time!" Tony said finally managing to calm down enough to actually speak.

"Is she going to be okay? He looked really mad," Steve said looking over his shoulder to where the two aforementioned disappeared. Katie sat back down and leaned her elbows on the table.

"Oh yeah, this happens literally every time they're around each other. Happy will fall asleep and she'll make him look like a princess." Steve chuckled. "He'll eventually catch her and he'll give her a lecture on how she shouldn't do that and she'll start laughing because he never washed it off and looks absolutely ridiculous."

"Aye, you would think that he would learn not to nap around her," Thor said crossing his arms over his strong chest.

XXXXxxxxxxx

The next morning, Steve woke up with a groan. He rubbed his eyes then sat up in his bed. He looked around the room that he called his while he stayed at Avenger's Tower with the others. It was plain to him. It had almost a hotel room feel to it. It was comfortable enough, but it just didn't feel like home to him. Of course, nothing in this new time felt like home to him. The only thing that had any type of nostalgia towards him was a pin up girl picture that Tony had bought him for his birthday a few years back. It was a gag gift that Steve didn't find that funny, but he hung it anyways to amuse him.

He glanced over at the clock. It was barely 4:30 AM. He never slept much. He hadn't since he had gotten the boost from the Super Soldier Serum. Sure he was stronger, faster, and healthier than he was before, but he had to give up the full night's rest. He actually didn't need it, but he found himself being so bored since everyone else was sound asleep. Sometimes he would find himself down in Tony's lab knowing Tony's overactive mind kept him up most of the time, but he never stayed long since Tony would always seem to get distracted by something and start mumbling to himself as he tinkered away.

Steve got up out of bed and began to stretch out his muscles. He fell forward and put his palms in the ground then started doing push ups. He had to do them fast or else he never felt any kind of strain. He knew he didn't have to do any kind of workout regiment since the Super Soldier Serum always kept his body in top condition, but he always found it a perfect way to pass the time until everyone else began to awaken for the day.

After he did a couple thousand push ups, he got back up and walked to his closet to pull out a t-shirt to wear for the day. He got a clean pair of briefs and jeans then walked into his bathroom to take a quick shower. The water felt colder than it should have because of the Serum, but that was something that he grew accustomed to over the years. It still soothed his body in the ways that a warm shower should have.

He decided he would go see what Tony was up to after his shower so he took off towards the elevators to go down to his personal lab in the building. It took up three whole floors of the building and for good reason. He needed the storage space for half finished project that he would eventually get back to later once the inspiration died off for the next project.

When he made it to the lab's level he took a deep breath. He always seemed to do that whenever he knew he was about to be in the presence of Tony since Tony always seemed to give him a headache from talking too fast about too many things from sleep deprivation. He stepped off the elevator and looked around the lab in search of his friend, but found nothing. Steve frowned.

He figured he would be up. It was a hit and miss whether he would be up, but he figured since it had been slow for The Avengers lately he would be getting restless since he was unable to focus on something as important as saving the world.

"Sir," JARVIS spoke up over the intercom. "If you are looking for Mr. Stark he is in the recreational area with Katie." Steve frowned wondering why Katie was up so early in the morning. It was a little before six in the morning now. If Monkey actually went to school then he would understand why she would be up so early, but even then she would have no reason to be down in the recreational area with Tony instead of being in the main living area getting her ready for school. But since technically Monkey didn't have school so there was no reason for Katie to be up that early.

He stepped back onto the elevator and pressed the button for the recreational area of the tower. He had thought about the day before when he walked into the kitchen and Katie and Monkey were both up, but that was around eight o'clock in the morning. He had went down to the workout area of the tower after finding out that Tony was still asleep. He had worked out a little bit longer than anticipated, but he still hadn't thought much on what Katie and Monkey was doing up so early. He figured that was around the normal time they had woke up in the morning.

He stepped off the elevator when the doors slid open and heard a sound that he found a little strange. It was the squeaking of sneakers across hard floors and the bouncing of a basketball. He walked down a small hallway that opened up to the rest of the recreational area. It was one large open area with a ring to box in, a tennis court, basketball court and a couple other things to do.

He spotted them on the basketball court. Tony was wearing typical basketball shorts and sneakers without a shirt on. Katie had on a pair of sneakers a pair of basketball shorts and a back tank top. He could see the straps of her bra underneath resting a little down on her shoulders. They were completely focused on each other. Tony had the ball. Both were hunkered down. Katie had her arms spread out as if she was trying to block him as Tony slowly moved forward as if pushing her back. Steve was surprised at the spectacle before him. He had no idea Tony knew how to play basketball.

Tony spun bouncing the basketball on the other side of him then held it firmly in his hands as he faced the hoop. He bent his knees then shot the ball over Katie's head. The both watched the ball to see if it would get in, but it bounced off the rim and they both went for it. Katie jumped at the same time Tony did, but Katie got her hands on it first. She began to dribble the ball back to half court as Tony backed away to let her do so then she turned back. That was when Steve noticed the sheen of sweat on their skin. It was hard to tell how long they had been down here playing their game with each other.

Katie stalked forward slowly dribbling as she looked for her best course of action. Then she decided she was going to force her way forward almost violently pushing Tony back. Tony tried to stay on her, but Katie kept pushing him back.

"Come on, old man! Try and stop me," she spat. Tony laughed then reached his arm around trying to swipe the ball away from her. Katie took the opportunity to spin away from his outstretched arm and go for a layup. The ball went in with no problems and Tony let out a loud sound of disapproval as he bent to put his hands on his knees heaving his chest in exhaustion. That was when he looked up and spotted Steve watching them with amazement.

"Take a picture and it will last longer," he said and Katie looked to him confused then followed his gaze to Steve. She crossed her arms looking back to Tony.

"Oh come on, Tony, that saying is so preschool," she said though her breath was heavy. Steve chuckled stepping finally into the room.

"Actually, I may want to take a picture because I had no idea that Tony knew how to play basketball." Katie picked up the basketball and rested it on her hip.

"I made him learn so I had someone to play with whenever Happy wasn't in the mood to play with me." Steve shrugged his shoulders as a grin returned to his face. He watched as Tony simply walked up behind Katie and hit the basketball out of her loose grip and made for a jump shot. The basketball went through the net without hitting the rim. Katie narrowed her eyes at him crossing her arms over her chest.

"We were in timeout." Tony went for the ball before it rolled too far away. He picked it up then bounced it to Katie who caught it and went for her own jump shot. The basketball bounced off the backboard and went into the net. Katie and Tony both went for the ball, but Katie reached it first.

"I thought we were in timeout," Tony stated. Katie went to say something to him, but was interrupted by JARVIS.

"Ma'am, it seems that Monkey has awakened for the day." Katie grinned and bounced the basketball to Tony.

"Time for me to go play mommy now. We're not finished here."

"You're just saying that because you were losing," Tony snapped playfully as he began to dribble the basketball. Katie crossed her arms glaring at the playboy in front of her.

"Actually, Sir, Katie is beating you by three points," JARVIS said from unseen speakers. Katie chuckled as she walked towards the hallway that led to the elevator. Steve watched her as she stepped passed him, then looked to Tony who was nonchalantly still dribbling away. He shooed Steve away with his free hand. Steve rolled his eyes and shook his head before turning on his heel to follow Katie to the elevator.

They stepped onto the elevator in silence. The doors closed leaving Tony alone. He was feeling the fatigue start to set in and he was sure that it was almost time for him to go and get his few hours of sleep before his always racing mind woke him up so he could start the day yet again.

He dribbled the ball around for a little while longer before making another shot, but he had missed. He frowned to himself, then went for the ball so he could go for another shot. He went for layup and made the ball in. He was satisfied with himself. He began to run around dribbling the basketball, twisting and turning. He would bounce it behind his back, then between his legs then would act like he was going for another shot, but faked out and twisted once more.

"So, are you going to explain to me what's going on here?" Clint asked nearly causing Tony to fall over from the sudden shock of having someone else there. Clint stifled a laugh, but stopped once the billionaire glared at him.

"Well, I'm playing basketball. It's a sport that was invented by a Canadian back in 1891…" Clint cut him off.

"That's not what I'm talking about and you know it. I find it odd that Katie said that I never sent her an E-Mail or anything since the last time I saw her was back in 1987 before the internet was really even a thing and before I was even Hawkeye. Back when Only in America was one of the first paintball arenas in the country."

"Just drop it, Barton," Tony snapped turning his back to the archer. He bounced the ball once then cradled it in his hands. "You wouldn't understand."

"I understand that she hasn't aged one bit in nearly twenty years," Clint said stepping forward. "The only thing that's different about her now is the fact that she's got a kid now. Tony what is going on?" Tony turned so fast that Clint's defenses automatically went up thinking that he was going to attack.

"That doesn't concern you," Tony snapped. "And I swear if you don't drop it right now, I will make your life a living hell. And you know that I am more than capable of doing just that." Clint snarled at the threat and stepped forward. There was no question that he would be able to take Tony on without his Iron Man suit, even with the training that Tony was getting from Steve, Natasha and himself, but he didn't want it to come to that. Tony was his friend.

"It is my concern when she's my friend." Tony scoffed in a mocking tone and rolled his eyes.

"Some friend you are if the last time you saw her was back in 1987." Clint growled, but decided against shooting back an insult. He had to keep a level head and he knew it. All Tony was trying to do was rile him up so he could be easier manipulated. He wasn't going to give him that pleasure.

"Now, Tony, I haven't went to Fury about this yet because I needed to know something first," Clint admitted quietly. He felt a shiver crawl down his spine from the look of pure hatred that shone in Tony's eyes. It was almost feral.

"You will not tell Fury and damned thing! None of this is his business. Or yours for that matter. Now I'm telling you for the last time; drop it," Tony yelled dropping the basketball beside him. Tony readied himself for a fight.

"Is she dangerous!?" Clint blurted out holding his hands up defensively. He didn't want to fight. It was too early for that. He just had to question seemed to catch Tony off guard enough to calm his feral state.

"No. What is dangerous is asking too many questions. Now I would really appreciate it that you leave," he said in a calm enough voice. Clint nodded in understanding. He turned on his heel to leave the gym. Just before he was out of sight, he stopped and glanced back to Tony who was standing on the court with his fists clenched.

"Tony, whatever is going on, you can't hide it forever," Clint said.

"I have this long," Tony snapped. Clint sighed and stepped towards the elevator leaving Tony to himself completely.