AN: THANKS FOR ALL THE REVIEWS! They make me smile. As a thank you for the reviews, and a sorry for taking so long to post chapters, I put a rush order on this chapter. I know a lot of you had questions, this chapter should answer most of them. It would have been posted sooner, but we're moving (again) and I've been busy packing and stuff. Well, here's the new chapter! Please R&R!

Avengers 1: A Wrong Turn

Kira took a moment to unfold herself from the little ball she's made and slowly stood up once the pain that overtook her body subsided. She looked around the room and the first thing she noticed was she was taller. She looked around the room in interest, taking in the heigh-tech displays. It wasn't until she saw the long spear with a glowing ball of energy embedded in the bladed tip that she realized why the room looked so familiar.

"I repeat, Who the hell are you?" A clearly male voice asked. Kira turned and froze when she saw non-other then Tony Stark standing across from her, arch reactor and all.

"Uhh. Hi. I'm-" She paused when a idea weaseled it's way into her mind. She was in the, from the looks of it, Avengers universe. The Universe where everyone had a cool superhero name. Why couldn't she? Besides, she was a Time Lord now, she needed a Time Lord name. "I'm the Keeper." She smiled, happy at the thought of finally adapting the name that the Doctor called her.

She was slightly surprised to hear her voice, she'd gotten used to the childish voice before, now it sounded more developed. She glanced down at her hand and gave a small sigh of relief when she saw that it wasn't wrinkled. It would be just her luck to meet the Avengers as an old lady. She paused a moment, considering the question she wanted to ask before throwing caution into the wind and deciding that she really didn't care about how odd it might sound.

"How old am I? I mean, how old do I look?" Kira, now the Keeper asked, bringing her hands up and running them through her hair. She was satisfied to learn that it was short again, but cut differently than she'd expected. Leaving her to believe she was slightly older than she should be.

"Well, you look like you're in your twenties and why am I answering your questions? You should be answering my questions right now." Stark told her, walking around the room and bringing her attention to the fact that they were the only two in it. The Keeper briefly wondered where Banner might've gone to, but her mind was mainly focused on how old she might, physically be. She always looked a few years younger then she really was, so if she looked like she was in her twenties, she might be in her thirties. She quickly decided that she didn't have time to think about that, and that she needed to get back on track.

The Keeper hesitated a moment longer before responding, trying to think of the best way to keep Tony from thinking she's one of Loki's minions. Her now advanced Time Lord mind came up with the truly elegant reply of, "Uh, okay."

"Okay what?" Tony asked, seeming really confused. He'd been watching the girl in front of him with open curiosity and amusement. All her thoughts displayed clear as day across her face. He'd ended up forgetting his question.

"Okay, I'll answer you're questions." She clarified.

"Oh. Okay then. How'd you get here? What was that, big flash of light?" Tony asked, using his hands to make wild gestures in an attempt to get his thoughts across. He didn't really think of the girl as a threat anymore, but his scientific mind was overflowing with questions.

The Keeper considered telling him a lie, but decided that the truth was probably the best option. "Well, I came here through the Time Vortex. And that 'big flash of light' was probably the vortex depositing me here." She paused a moment in thought. "Though, I have no idea why it was a flash of light. When the TARDIS does it it's more of a slowly appear/disappear thing. I wonder if I'm doing something wrong..." The last part was muttered to herself, though Tony heard it anyway.

"The Time Vortex. You're kidding right. That's, that's theoretical nonsense." Stark yelled out, completely surprising the Keeper. It was at that point that Bruce Banner walked in, a cup of coffee in each hand. He stood at the door and glanced between the Keeper and Stark before sighing and walking over to Tony and handing him one of the coffee's and taking a drink of his own.

"What did I miss?" He asked, glancing between Tony and the Keeper once more while waiting for an explanation.

"This crazy chick just appeared out of absolutely nowhere in a bright flash of light. Call's herself 'The Keeper'" Tony provided, using one hand to gesture wildly this time since his other had was occupied with a hot drink. The Keeper gave an annoyed huff and crossed her arms over her chest in mock offense.

"I'm not crazy." She defended. Though she knew it could be a lie. For all she knew this was all in her head and she was really hugging her shoulders in a psych ward right now. Though she highly doubted it. Everything just seemed to real here. Tony, seemed to disagree.

"She's lying. She is crazy. She said she came from the 'Time Vortex'." He glared at the Keeper like she stole his last cookie or something and took a long drink of his coffee. The Keeper rolled her eyes at his attitude but kept quite. Bruce just glanced between the pair as he drank his own coffee, seemingly amused at their interactions.

"The Time Vortex is theoretical Tony, for all we know she could be telling the truth. Just because it's not proven, doesn't mean it's not real." Bruce countered, giving the Keeper a sympathetic smile. The Keeper gave Banner a thankful look, and was about to voice her thanks when Tony cut her off.

"No, it doesn't exist. Because if the 'Time Vortex' existed then that'd mean Time Travel was possible. And we all know that Time Travel's not possible because if it was, the world, no, the universe woudln't be as messed up as it is." Tony argued, his expression dark. The Keeper suddenly understood why Tony was so insistent that the Time Vortex didn't exist. Her expression became sad as she thought about everything Tony, and the rest of the Avenger's have gone through up to this point. It was like someone poured a cold bucket of water over her. She realized that, this was real. People had died, real people were hurt. She had too keep reminding herself that. It seemed, no matter how many universes she travels through, it still surprised her to find out that things were no longer fiction.

"I'm sorry." The Keeper muttered, her tone relaying just how much his statement effected her. She wanted to tell him that Time Travel was real. That it was complicated and that somethings were unavoidable. But she couldn't quite bring herself to say it. Luckily, she didn't have to.

"Tony, you know as well as I do that things could be much worse. For all we know, Time Travel could be possible, just, complicated." Bruce stated, patting Tony on the back slightly in an attempt to calm the man down. Tony took a deep calming breath and nodded his head.

"Yeah, okay, whatever." Tony mumbled, running his hands through his hair and walking back to the screen he was looking at before the Keeper appeared. He examined the screen a moment, looking over something and tapping the screen like he was changing the levels on something. The Keeper locked eyes with Bruce for a moment and some level of understanding passed between them. He knew she was keeping secrets, and she knew he wouldn't push for answers.

"So, you're a 'Time Traveler' then?" Bruce asked, a kind smile on his face.

"Yeah, kinda new to it." The Keeper answered with a smile of her own.

"What brings you here then? All of Time at your fingertips and you choose now?" He asked. His tone was nothing but curious, something the Keeper appreciated. She worried that people might assume the worst of her.

"Bit of an accident. I was trying to go see a friend of mine, ended up taking a wrong turn." She explained. Tony snorted at her answer and gave her a disproving stare. The Keeper sighed and rolled her eyes. She understood why Tony didn't trust her. But that didn't mean she had to put up with his attitude. "Look, I don't want to cause any problems. I'll just pop back into the Time Vortex and go home." The Keeper slightly shocked herself with that statement. She wasn't quite sure when she started referring to the Doctor's universe as home, but that's what it felt like now. She was barely there a few days and she already felt like it was home.

"You can do that? Just, 'pop back into the Time Vortex'?" Bruce asked, seeming excited by the prospect. The Keeper smiled and nodded before closing her eyes, deciding that a demonstration was in order.

The Keeper closed her eyes and concentrated, imaging the Vortex as she did just moments before. She could see the image becoming clearer in her minds eye before her vision went white and a sudden and excruciating pain blossomed in her head. The world seemed to become weightless with no proper up or down. She heard a tumble and felt like something was falling on top of her, though it seemed distant, like it was all muffled.

The Keeper opened her eyes to find herself laying on a table with a thin woolen blanket set on top of her. Her head ached, a constant pain that throbbed at the back of her eyes. The Keeper groaned and sat up, rubbing her hand over her eyes in an attempt to ward off the pain.

"You passed out, ended up pulling a chair down with you when you fell." A familiar male voice, Tony, announced. The Keeper rolled her neck, working the kinks out of it before turning to look at Tony. He was working at the same computer as before, glancing briefly at the Keeper before returning to his work. Bruce was gone again, making the Keeper wonder just how long she'd been out. "You know, it was pretty epic, there was this odd light forming and a wind picked up out of nowhere. I thought maybe, just maybe you might be telling the truth about the whole 'Time Vortex' thing. Then you opened your eyes, and they were glowing purple and blue and gold before they rolled into the back of your head and you passed out. Bruce nearly had a heart attack." Tony explained.

"Is he okay?" The Keeper asked. She knew 'The Hulk' tended to come out when his heart rate increased. Tony gave her an evaluating look before closing out of whatever program he was working in and walking towards The Keeper.

"Listen. I'm not sure who you are or what you're doing here. I'm not sure if you're telling the truth, or if you're lying and you're working for Loki. But Bruce seems to trust you, so I'm going to give you the benefit of the doubt. Don't make me regret it." Tony's voice was hard as he spoke. The Keeper pushed the pain in her head aside for a moment and focused on Tony.

"I'm not working for Loki, and I'm not planning anything. I understand why you're a bit hesitant to trust me, and I know I've got to earn your trust. But thank you for giving me the benefit of the doubt." The Keeper stared into Tony's eyes as she spoke, hoping he could see the truth of her own. She wanted Tony to trust her. She wanted all of the Avengers to trust her, but she knew that it was something she had to earn. She was lucky that Bruce trusted her as quickly as he did. Tony looked at her critically for a moment longer before a smile stretched across his face.

"I like you're attitude. Soooo Miss Keeper. Why'd you pass out?" Tony asked, walking around the table Kira was set on and pulling a chair out. Tony turned the chair so the back was facing the Keeper before sitting in it and leaning forward, crossing his arms over the back of the chair and settling his chin on his crossed arms. Giving the Keeper his full attention.