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"You married BUCKY?!"


"Bruh." Charlie rolled her eyes. "The KB Empire stands for Kirk-Barnes."

Steve shook his head. "Nope." He argued.

Charlie crossed her arms. "Steve."

"Nope." He said again. "I won't allow it."

"Steve." Bucky crossed his arms. "It's too late. We're married."
Steve narrowed his eyes. "NOPE." He argued darkly.

"We have already procreated, bud." Charlie shook her head. "We are now past the point of no return and you shall just have to suck it up."
Steve grimaced.

"The kids are pretty cute." Tony spoke up.

"If it helps," Bucky grinned. "Teddy's full name is Theodore Steven Barnes."

Steve melted.

"Oh." He whispered. "Okay then."

Charlie rolled her eyes and clapped her hands. "Wonderful. Now! J, be a darling and tell me which box was mailed first."

Bucky leaned over. "The one sent to the Avengers." He announced, sliding it to Charlie. "Care to debrief me?"

"Well, you know Steve showed up yesterday and warned me about the new supervillain league of people who hate Charlie."

Bucky nodded. "Yes." He agreed. "And I know you directed them here early this morning. Did they show up with boxes in tow?" He guessed, and Charlie nodded. "Yep."

Bucky jerked a finger. "Where'd the Winchesters come from?" He asked. Charlie shrugged.

"Two of the boxes were sent from the same place." She began. "Sam and Dean ran into Tony, who recognized them and their box. Tony brought them back with him."

"How'd you recognize them?" Bucky asked Tony, who watched Bucky move suspiciously.

"She looked them up one time while she was staying with us." Tony explained. "Was too happy about the fact that they were dead." Tony turned to the Winchesters. "You're dead?" He asked.

Sam shrugged. "Not anymore." He nodded at James. "Nice to see you again, by the way."

Bucky waved. "So, three boxes. They been scanned?"

"Yep." Charlie nodded. "They're clean."

"So…what's in them?" He asked.

Charlie grimaced. "Well….that's what we're about to find out." She moved to open the box, and Clint coughed loudly.

Bucky looked up with an inquiring eye, then he grinned.

"Oh, hey man!" He walked around the table to hug the man, and Clint rolled his eyes.

"Sure, you go right for your best friend from 70 years ago, but your new best friend doesn't even get a head not?" Clint complained.

Bucky scoffed. "Best friend? Hardly, I hate you, remember?" But his smile was wide as he and Clint took a step back.

"James, I highly doubt you can actually hate anyone." Charlie rolled her eyes.

Tasha watched the two men, then she smirked. "So THIS was your new mysterious partner." She put together, and Clint shrugged.

"Caught me." He agreed.

"Mystery partner?" Thor furrowed his eyebrows and Clint moved to clap the man on the shoulder.

"April of 2013, when I first hit up D.C.? I wasn't even looking for Charlie, I was looking for my new partner, AKA the Winter Soldier, AKA Bucky, AKA,"

"The love of Charlie's life?" Tony snickered.

"AKA Charlie's missing persons case slash roommate slash," Clint rolled his eyes, "the love of Charlie's life."

Bucky grinned. "And that was the day my own person cockblock appeared." He joked, and Clint bowed.

"At your service!" He boasted, and Bucky rolled his eyes.

"We've been working together since then, and we lived together until Lottie and I got married." Bucky finished.

"You call her Lottie?" Dean asked, eyebrows lowered. "That's cute." He admitted grudgingly.

Charlie rolled her eyes. "Wonderful." She agreed. Can we focus on something other than my love life?"

"How about no?" Tony argued. "I don't know anything about this guy." He complained. "Why does everyone else?"

"Dude." Charlie narrowed her eyes. "He picked me up from Sam and Dean's surrogate father's house, which is how they knew him. Sam calls every now and then, which is how he's on better terms with James than Dean is, and Bobby, the guy that was watching my male child has kind of adopted James as well, so Bobby is kind of grandpa. Clint is J's best friend, even if he won't admit it, and James runs our medical center, so he works rather closely with John, who incidently, delivered the children J and I made: together." Charlie summarized for Tony, and everyone else's benefit.

"You delivered the twins?" Bruce asked, impressed.

John shrugged. "That's not my usual field of medicine," He answered, "But Charlie asked, and I couldn't refuse."

"Okay." Tony interrupted. "I get the jist...Tasha stole the mailing invoice from the army fort." He changed the subject randomly, and Tasha snorted.

"Please." She rolled her eyes. "At least I didn't steal the mailing invoice from the White House." Her eyes slid to Sherlock, and he bristled.

"How did you know that?" He demanded, and Tasha smirked.

"I know everything." She said simply, and John chuckled.

"Wait;" Charlie narrowed her eyes. "Y'all had the invoices the entire time and we've been sitting here talking about ME?"

Sherlock shrugged. "You're more interesting than anything on this invoice." He dismissed.

Charlie scoffed and held out her hand. "Let me be the judge of that." Sherlock reluctantly handed over the invoice, and Charlie immediately plopped it face down onto the table. "Scan it, Esteban." She ordered, and the table lit up a bright blue for a moment, and then the large computer screen in the corner turned itself on, the invoice taking up the entire screen.

"Alright; To…" Charlie squinted her eyes. "Yup. Kay, no last name…interesting." She crossed her arms. "That's Stark address, alright. From;" She frowned. "Jim Moriarty." She shot Sherlock a look. He shrugged.

"That's why I stole it." He admitted. "I didn't understand."

"He's dead." John added. "How could this box be from him?"

Charlie huffed. "Unfortunately, I'm more than used to dead people coming back to life." She shot Sam and Dean a look, and they nodded.

"This Jim guy might be dealing with stuff more in our department." Dean spoke up. John grimaced. "If that's the case, we might have a major problem."

"Isn't he a major basket case?" Tony asked. "Jim Moriarty, the psycho-crazy consulting criminal or whatever?"

Sherlock shot Tony a look. "Some like to think so." He sniffed.

John rolled his eyes. "Yes." He answered. "That's exactly who he is."

"SO it's not altogether odd that this guy might be dealing with things out of his control." Sam nodded his head slowly.

"So how did you get mixed up with Sherlock's BFF?" Tony asked brightly.

"She has the tendancy to befriend crazy villians." Bucky rolled his eyes. "I don't know how she does it, but she gets herself in more scrapes than YOU." He shot Steve a look, and Steve grinned.

"Ironic." He spoke up playfully. "That you escape having to deal with me just to fall in love with a daredevil in her own right."

Bucky smirked.

"Okay, pause complaining about ME and look at these other invoices." Charlie spoke up, directing everyone's attention once more to the screen.

"So the box mailed to London was addressed to Eden and came from the Army Base." Charlie began, "And that came from Loki."

"Loki your best friend?" Bucky spoke up suddenly, and Thor shot him a look.

"What?" Thor blurted out incredulously.

Charlie grimaced as Bucky explained.

"They're best friends." Bucky frowned. "They text and call each other all the time." He shot Charlie a look.

"Loki's dead." Thor said dumbly, and Charlie rubbed her nose.

"Loki's NOT dead." Charlie argued. "But," She hesitated, "I also haven't spoken to him since the kids first birthday." She crossed her arms over her belly.

"Which was eight months ago." Bucky moved towards his wife. "Why would he suddenly be linked to an obvious enemy of yours?"

Charlie made a face. "I don't know." She spoke lowly. "It doesn't make any sense."

"Loki's not dead?" Thor asked numbly, and Tony shrugged.

"Apparently not." He answered. "But APPARENTLY he's still a bad guy…so," Tony patted Thor sympathetically. "There's that."

"Does Loki have the ability to bring someone back from the dead?" Cas asked suddenly. Charlie jumped.

"I totally forgot you were here." Charlie confessed, turning to the tall trench coat wearing angel. "Why so quiet?" Cas grinned and shrugged.

"I was enjoying the show." He admitted, and Charlie scoffed and rolled her eyes. "So." Cas prompted. "Loki?"

"No." it was Thor that answered. "Although he can apparently bring HIMSELF back from the brink," He muttered, "He would not have the capability to bring anyone else back."

"Crowley on the other hand…" Sam mentioned slowly, eyeing the screen apprehensively, where the mailing invoice THEY had, listing Crowley as the sender.

"Yeah, but he's in Winchester jail." Charlie argued. She turned to the sheepish looking brothers. "Isn't he?"

"He WAS," Dean began hesitantly, and Charlie groaned.

"He ESCAPED?!" She yelped. "How long ago?"

Sam grimaced. "Eight months ago?"

"The last time you heard from Loki." Bucky began.

"And around the time Sherlock came back." John added.

"Coincidence?" Bruce asked grimly.

Charlie shot the group a look. "Am I ever that lucky?"

"So….We have a legitimate threat. Real unfriendlies, and they have teamed up with some sort of plan." Bucky spoke slowly, eyeing the boxes. "What now?"

"Now?" Charlie turned to the table grimly, following Bucky's gaze.

"Now we open the boxes."


FINALLY...THE OPENING OF THE BOXES! It's literally taken forever to get to this point, because for some reason this group of people just wouldn't SHUT UP...but now we're getting into plot...and a little bit of angst. Charlie's worlds are about to collide...HINT HINT.

Next chapter up in a mo!

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