AN: Obviously I don't own this, Marvel does.
And as usual, anything that is in another language will have the translation. If the translations aren't accurate, I'm sorry I'm using Bing Translator.
Summer was passing by faster than Sarah had thought possible. Before the rescue, days dragged on and there was little sense of time. Now, now she was hoping that things weren't moving too fast. SJ had already found his routine thanks to the tutor Pepper found him, but she didn't need a tutor anymore. High school was fast approaching for her. So SJ sat in an office for three hours a day getting lectures until one of the Avengers would liberate him from his mentor, typically Clint. He had his times where he pinned the mentor to a wall because of flashbacks but he was getting better. He still ended up in Sarah's room twice a week curled against her side whimpering in terror. After the three week in a row that Steve or Tony (depending on who was up) coming to check on them in her room, Tony gave Steve the name of a good trauma specialist. They hadn't acted on it yet.
It was August 1st and the heat was beating down on NYC. Still, the Rogers family took a trip outside of the tower. Natasha and Steve, fresh from a mission, hauled both children and Bucky out the moment they had gotten back into civilian clothes. Steve mumbled something about family time when they tried to protest. Something was bothering the old man but neither child dare ask. Instead, they helped Natasha pack a picnic spread and followed them down to the street. Central Park was their target and between five superspies/soldiers, they reached it quicker than a cab would have.
"That's it! Go get 'em!" Natasha shouted. Bucky and Sarah were playing football against Steve and SJ. After eating most of their lunch, the four had taken off with a football. Steve wanted to play baseball but the kids still didn't have control on the power they put behind each swing. Football led to less property damage.
"They're doing good," came a voice next to her. She glanced over to see Tony standing there in a white tank top and jeans. She expected to see his arc reactor and nearly panicked when she didn't. She had to remind herself he was whole and alive without it. She swore there was still a small one in him because how else did he power that experimental tech he had coming out of his skin.
Secretly, she missed the light. It told her Stark was alive and moving. It was also a nice thing to have in dark places in the middle of a panic attack (never telling Steve).
His eyes were locked on Sarah and SJ, the pair laughing as they ran toward the makeshift goal area. They looked like a normal pair of teenagers.
"Yeah, they are."
"Nah-nah-na-nah-na!" Sarah giggled as she flipped over SJ's head. She landed with a flourish as both Steve and Bucky called a touchdown.
A yellow flash of light caught the attention of all the Avengers present. Sarah found herself staring at a woman with long blonde hair in a green cat suit. The woman knocked her out of the way and pointed a stone at Tony.
"You won't be interfering this time Stark."
"Do I know you?" She's certainly not a one night stand. I think I would remember the 'I'm-gonna-kill-you-look'.
"No, and now you never will." A shot of yellow energy zapped across the clearing and slammed straight into Tony. He was already stumbling back and screaming while clawing at where the energy was hitting him.
"TONY!"
Steve and Bucky charged the yellow haired woman but Sarah was much closer. She threw herself into the woman, the yellow light leaving Tony and striking a tree briefly before shooting straight up into the air. She wrestled the woman for it, the energy locking onto her the second her skin made first contact. The woman slammed her head into Sarah's causing her fist to miss her face and slamming the gauntlet straight onto the stone. The energy stopped enveloping her and concentrated itself on the gauntlet. Sarah moved away quickly, watching the gem sink into the miniature arc reactor.
The woman disappeared when she realized the stone had been ripped from her grasp. Natasha was kneeling next to Tony, one hand checking for a pulse, and the other moved to her ID card to call for an extraction team. A distant roll of thunder announced Thor's concern and prompt departure from the Tower. SJ ran over to Bucky who picked up the youngest Rogers, the boy nearing a panic attack. Steve's attention was only for his daughter as he performed a perfect baseball slide to her side. Her body was slowly shrinking and her face became more youthful.
She's getting younger.
Thor landed beside Steve, his eyes drawn to the gauntlet.
"It is the time stone, one of the infinity stones," he announced. "We need to get them to safety."
"Someone call for a ride?" The AvengeJet was hovering overhead. Clint waved down to them before spinning the jet and lowering the ramp.
"Thor, get Tony," Steve ordered. His arms wrapped around his unconscious daughter. "We need to fix this."
Bruce Banner was one more piece of bad news away from Hulking out. Tony was asleep in the next lab along with Sarah, neither of them had surfaced once since being brought in three hours ago. They had called Dr. Helen Cho, a friend of Tony's, to check the de-aged genius and assassin out. Right now, Bruce was examining what was left of Sarah's gauntlet. The gem had burned a hole all the way through and slid into the skin in her wrist when they tried to remove the gauntlet from her. Thor said it was a sign that the gem liked her. Steve had some more than inappropriate words to say about that and someone playfully reminded him about his language. Thor had left before a fight broke out to retrieve an expert in the infinity stones from Asgard. He didn't say who and Clint was hoping it wasn't Loki.
There was a crash in the other room. Russian screams bounced off the walls.
Well, looks like Sarah's up from her nap.
"Где я? Ты кто?" (Where am I? Who are you?) Sarah screamed as she backed up against the wall. There was a woman in a lab coat examining a young boy on another table. She didn't recognize him but there were so many projects that she couldn't keep them all straight anymore. There were two men slowly approaching her from the other side of the table only a few feet away. Her eyes flickered back to the woman who held a syringe in her hand.
Just then, the boy woke. His eyes expanded at the sight of the syringe and he screamed. Something in her kicked in and she threw the table at the two men and a neighboring desk chair at the woman. All three adults sprawled out on the ground, though the men were already getting the table off and working their way to their feet. The boy had scampered off the table and crashed back first into Sarah. She grabbed his hand and pulled him after her out the door and down the hall.
They made it to the stairwell. The boy yelped as he was roughly picked up and put on her back. His female companion began jumping from landing to landing. He held on tight and breathed a sigh of relief when they landed on what he presumed was the ground level. He read the word "garage" on their way out of the stairwell.
The vehicles around him were like something from his dad's workshop. He knew without looking at their insides that it would take too much time to hotwire one of these cars and neither of them were tall enough to drive. Instead, he read the nearest sign and dragged her toward the exit ramp. The impact doors were closing on the ramp leaving a narrowing gap to go through. She threw him under the door and slid through just in time for it to slam down behind her head. There was pounding on the other side of the door. She stumbled to her feet and pulled him up with her heading for the sunlight.
New York City was quite the sight to see for two confused kids. She stared around in awe at the height of the buildings while Tony figured out where they were.
A hand clamped down on Tony's shoulder. At his startled scream, she pulled him away from a tall African American man with a friendly smile. His eyes spoke of war but also of gentleness. She tightened her arms around Tony.
"You two okay?" he asked.
"FJ! Grab 'em!" It was one of the men from inside the building. Sarah clocked the man right on the jaw just as a wave of yellow energy expanded out from her wrist. Three velociraptors appeared meters away, snarling and hissing. Tony, seeing the opportunity as it was, grabbed her hand and ran into the now halted traffic. Another flash of energy went from her wrist as they were almost hit by a bus. A Thanksgiving Day parade float slammed into the bus before it could hit the kids.
"Куда мы идем?" (Where are we going?)
"I don't speak Russian!" Tony shouted over the blare of horns. He led her down the sidewalk at a fast pace, glancing back occasionally to see if they were followed like Aunt Peggy had taught him.
"Where?" she asked in broken, rough English. "Where go?"
"This is New York. My family has a mansion here." The answer was enough that she followed him willingly. They navigated the crowded city for two hours before finally arriving at the mansion. Tony's code didn't work on the gate lock. He glanced around for any witnesses and tried to take the cover off. It didn't work.
Sarah had backed up a few feet and was looking at the height of the wall. She had climbed higher, the trick was the boy. She could carry him up but didn't feel like carrying the extra weight. Instead she grabbed him around the waist and backed up toward the street. She lined up and turned around.
"Height? Scare?" she asked.
"What? I'm not scared of heights."
"Good." She threw him over the wall and heard him land one what she suspected to be a bush. Turning around, she lined up for the run and started toward the wall. Jumping, she propelled herself up the wall and over, tumbling across the yard when she landed.
A hand entered her field of vision when she flipped over. Tony was standing above her.
"That was awesome! I'm Tony." She took his hand and stood up.
"Name no," she replied motioning to herself. Tony shook his head with a goofy grin and pointed at her neck. She looked down to see something she had never seen before, dog tags. Taking them in hand, she read the names slowly. Her trainers were just now teaching her English, the tongue of her DNA donor. She slowly sounded it out, repeating the syllables over and over again until she said, "Sarah Natasha Rogers."
"Pleasure to meet you! That's cool, you have the first and last name of Captain America's mother."
"Отец."
"We need to find a translator for you. Come on; Jarvis should be home." They made their way to the front door but it was locked. Sarah neared the door to inspect it and noticed how there was a slot next to the key hole. She took her necklace off and slid one of the tags inside. The door unlocked and swung open for them.
"Welcome to the Stark Mansion, Miss Rogers. I am Butler." A blue light scanned Tony. "And you are Mr. Anthony Stark. It seems my data about your ages and heights is incorrect. Of course nothing is certain when Mr. Stark is involved. Come in. I will have food delivered. Shall I contact the Avengers to let them know you are all right? I have been notified you are missing."
"No, no communication that can be tracked back to us," Tony said firmly. "We're being chased and have to stay hidden. Food would be nice though. Is there a lab here?"
"Follow the lights Mr. Stark." They both wandered into the mansion. There was a fair amount of dust on everything. It looked unused but cared for.
"I don't understand," Tony said as they wandered through. "I was just home." Sarah simply put her hand on Tony's shoulder. There was something going on here that neither of them could understand. Instead of worrying about it, she made it her mission to protect Tony.
Cap placed the ice pack on his nose. The break had healed already but that still didn't take away the pain. Bucky was picking pieces of the examination table out of his metal arm, slivers stuck between the edges of the plates. Dr. Cho was still out and being attended to by Bruce. Natasha, Clint, and FJ (fresh from New Mexico to visit Sarah and now sporting slices from the dinosaurs they had just taken out) were trying to track down he kids but none of the facial recognition software was picking up anything. The kids had moved fast and kept their heads low. Even trying to track the infinity stone had failed.
"We're getting nowhere," Bucky finally snapped. "We need to start a foot search, call in help. It's almost dark."
"I'll get Coulson started. SHIELD will be out in force," Nat said already picking up her phone.
"I'll reach out to some of our superhero comrades, they might be able to help," Clint said. He had one particular Wall-Crawler in mind and knew right where to find him.
"I'll get in touch with the X-Men. The Logans would be useful," Bucky commented.
Bruce, who had snuck up behind Steve, put his hand on his shoulder. "We'll find them, Steve."
I hope so. Steve glanced at a nearby clock. It's already been four hours.
The lights led them to a hidden panel, which in turn took them to a private lab. The lights were on and the machines had all kicked on. There was a computer with a shiny display showing SI as the background. Tony climbed into the chair and looked at what he had to work with.
"Anything I can help you find?" Butler asked.
"Information on my father."
"Howard Stark, born 1915, died 1991."
"Whoa, what?" Tony demanded.
"Howard and Maria Stark died at the hands of HYDRA in 1991." The AI paused for a moment. "Sir, would you like to know the date?" Tony hesitated to answer, sinking into his chair.
Next to him, Sarah said, "Da."
"August 1st, 2013."
The two children looked at each other in silence. To her it was only 2003. To Tony, it was 1979. They sat there for a while trying to process it. Sarah, knowing what she did, wondered about time travel. She shook it off.
"Uh-hum," Toy cleared his throat, "Butler, do we have a universal translator?" A shelf extended from the wall. Sarah wandered over and took out what looked like a rather simple choker necklace with a small box at the back and an earpiece. She played with it for a few minutes before figuring out how to put it on. She flipped the switch and a soft hum could be heard.
"Can you understand me?" she asked Tony.
"Perfectly. What should we do now?"
"Butler? What do we have for defense systems?" she asked.
"Most of my defense systems are offline. However, if manually reset at their location, the mansion would be running at full protection capacity in three hours."
"Tony, research now. I will make us safe. We do not know who is friend of foe yet."
"Do you know what you're doing?" he countered.
"Of course." I hope so.
It was four in the afternoon on August the 2nd when one of Fury's many monitors noticed an increase of electricity use at the old Stark Mansion. JARVIS had already cleared that mansion from being one of the places the children had gone to; the gate hadn't been opened in a year (Stark really should monitor the whole house but that was his choice). Still, Fury was always vigilant about having supervillains, or former coworkers of his, going after old Stark tech. He kept the search teams out for the two kids and headed out himself. It had been twenty four hours since the kids had broken loose and no one had seen them since. The teams needed to find the kids. He could deal with an idiot breaking into Tony Stark's mansion.
He walked up to the front gate and slid his pass card through the slot. Stark, after one idiotic break in a year ago, had given Fury a card to check on the house if need be. He was a superhero after all, he wasn't always in town to check. He entered the house the same way and drew his pistol for safety. Even if it was some squatter, he needed to be careful.
The first thing he noticed when he walked in was the red dot aimed at his shoulder. On instinct, he dove for the side and slid across a table that shouldn't have been there. Crashing into the ground, he heard a rush of footsteps even as the house began to defend itself.
Maybe Stark hadn't updated the inside security settings!
He felt a blow from behind and stumbled to his feet. A girl no older than six or seven was standing there with a section of pipe in hand. She brought it down on his calf followed by the hand holding the gun. Fury struck back by kicking her in the stomach and ripping the pipe from her hand. She just smirked and waited for the chair she had hung up on a line came swinging down and slammed into Fury's back and head. He crumbled to the ground, motionless.
"Baldie," she hissed as his world grew black.
Tony looked up from his place at the computer to see Sarah dragging a man down the stairwell. She paused outside of one of the testing chambers and unloaded all his weapons before shoving him inside and locking the door. She tossed Tony his ID.
"Where'd he come from?"
"He walked in with his gun drawn," she said as if that answered it all. "New developments?"
"I found out about a group called the Avengers. I'm a part of it, Iron Man. Those other names on your tags, those are Captain America and the Black Widow. There's Hawkeye and Thor as well as something called the Hulk."
"I told you, Captain America is my father, my DNA donor," Sarah said.
"When?"
"When you commented about my name." He thought back.
"You were still speaking Russian, that doesn't count." Sarah scoffed and made her way over to Tony and ruffled his hair. She liked Tony, he was the annoying brother she never had. He was also good to snuggle with; neither of them slept well last night until she curled up next to him.
"I found wallet in that guy's pocket. It says he's part of SHIELD."
"SHIELD?"
"Yeah, they're an agency against all things evil," Sarah mocked. Tony took the ID in his hand and played with it for a few minutes before searching for Fury's data on the computer. Butler pulled JARVIS's file on him and read it over quickly. They both looked at the pictures attached to his file. They were the people from the previous day.
"Do you think we ran from safety?" Tony asked.
"I think we did." She thought back to the day they had arrived. "Would the AI know how to get ahold of them?"
They both froze when the door opened to the basement. A gangly person in a red and blue suit peaked into the room. Sarah grabbed one of Fury's guns and held it up at the person.
"Wow! Wow! It's okay!" He stepped into the open, the spider design on his suit become more apparent. "I'm Spider-Man. Are you Sarah and Tony?"
"What do you want with us?" Sarah snapped.
"The Avengers have been looking all over for you," Spider-Man replied. "Your family is worried about you. They called in everyone they trusted to try and find you."
"How can we trust you?" Tony questioned.
"I followed Director Fury in. I thought it was odd he was coming in. Fury is one of my bosses; he's an ally of the Avengers." Tony looked at Sarah.
"Can you get my dad?" Sarah asked.
"Cap? Yeah, sure. I'll be back soon, okay?" The man disappeared out of the room and ran up the stairs Sarah put the gun on the nearest table. Her hand was shaking.
"Sarah?" Tony asked concerned.
"Not feeling so good." She fell toward Tony who caught her. "Tony?"
"Easy. You're okay." He lowered them both down and held her close as the trembling worked its way across her body.
Upstairs, Spider-Man passed the holographic representation of Butler, who after a conversation had let him check on the kids, on his way out the door. He jumped out of the court yard and swung across New York City. There was a lot of traffic and a large amount of superheroes on the loose. He ran into Laura Logan and Wanda Maximoff, having met both of them at the seekers meeting last night.
"Talon! Scarlet!" He jumped down to where they were checking behind garbage bins. "Where's Cap?"
"Back at the Tower with SJ," Scarlet replied. "News?"
"I found the kids." Talon had her phone out and called Bucky who was also with Steve. They agreed to meet Spidey and the pair at the Mansion along with an SUV. When Spidey mentioned Fury, Coulson and FJ tagged along.
It took less than thirty minutes to get everyone there by various methods legal or otherwise. Spidey led the way through the mansion, Laura, Steve, and Bucky on his heels. There was murmuring coming from the lab as well as shouts from Fury.
"Let him out!" Tony shouted. "Butler, let him out! It'll shut him up." There was the hiss of a door opening.
"Damn kids."
"Cranky old man," a soft female whisper countered. Spidey stepped into the room bringing all attention to him. Next in was Steve followed by the other two. Sarah looked at Steve and something cleared in her mind. "Daddy?"
"I'm here." Steve hurried over and knelt next to the pair. Bucky went over to Fury to check the blood coming from his head while Laura and Spidey neared the kids. Sarah was still shaking. "Bucky, I need the syringe loaded for a mild episode."
"Damn, the shock of the change must have triggered it." Bucky took out the pen from his pocket and selected the correct amount before handing it to Steve. "In her arm."
"I know. This'll sting a little." He rubbed her arm comfortingly.
"I know," she mumbled.
A few tense minutes passed, the only sound being that of Bucky fashioning a bandage from an old lab coat by tearing them. Laura helped Fury get his weapons while Tony looked nervously at Spidey. The teen put his hand on the young boy's shoulder and gave him a nod that it would all be all right.
"Dad?" Steve looked down. "'m better now."
"Good." He lifted her from Tony's arms and held her cuddled against his chest. He ran a hand through her hair. "How's your arm?" She looked at it, the warm yellow glow still coming through her skin.
"Warm." The jewel slid out and into her hand. Tony turned back to normal, leaning against the lab table and squished between it and Cap. Sarah slowly joined him, aging back to seventeen at a slower pace. "Can you keep it safe?"
"I'll be taking that." The sharp voice brought all their attention to the woman from yesterday. Spidey flew across the room and into Laura who in turn slammed into Fury. Tony gasped, his body crushed against the table. Bucky lunged for the woman only to fly through one of the lab walls. Steve found himself pinned to the ground while Sarah and the stone were ripped from his hands. The woman slowly brought her forth, twirling her as if inspecting her. "Such a vicious little girl, with an affinity for infinity stones no less. I don't suppose you like evil more than good, do you?"
"Wild guess," Sarah hissed.
"I thought as much. Oh well, would have been nice to have a sidekick that wasn't as incompetent as my sister. You're still going to cause me issues though, but I can't use the stone on you. I'd hate to kill someone with so much potential as a sister of evil. Oh well." With a flick of her wrist, Sarah was thrown across the room toward a table of glass. Spidey leapt across the space and caught her, both of them just clearing the table. The woman disappeared, leaving a wrecked lab in her wake.
Spidey leaned over Sarah's shoulder to look her in the face. She reached up with her hand and pulled down on his mask. Spidey put his hand to his face, feeling a mysterious rip across the mask. She pushed up the bottom edge with her fingers and smiled.
"Promise I won't say anything," she said. She had seen his whole face when the mask had been bunched together.
"Thank you." Laura came over and helped her to her feet followed by Spidey. Bucky was helping Steve up while Fury pulled Tony to his feet.
"Everyone all right?" Steve asked.
"Yeah," they called back. They came together in the center of the room, inspecting each other for injuries. Steve picked up Sarah and insisted on carrying her upstairs. Bucky threw Stark's arm over his shoulder and told him to shut up when he started for the door. It was time to get their two little runaways home.
Tony, cleared by the doctors, stared into the room containing Sarah Rogers. She was still being cleared by Cho and Bruce, neither of them wanting her to leave the medical room. She finally stopped arguing when Bruce put a hand on her shoulder and handed her the mangled gauntlet. Her hands shook as she stared at the piece of tech; it was her life line. She laid down on the bed and put a hand to her face. It would be better if she was where the computers would actively be scanning her after such a traumatic incident.
Steve appeared next to him, his eyes trained on Sarah through the one way mirror as well.
"Haven't had a chance to thank you yet," Steve said clearing his throat. "For keeping her safe out there. You did good."
Tony scoffed and shook his head. Sarah did everything. She got them over the wall, inside the house, and got the security system going. All he did was figure out that they had left the one place they were actually safe. "No, it was all Sarah."
"You honestly can't believe that. You went somewhere safe, you took her with you. You could have abandoned her. You took care of each other. Butler sent the security videos to JARVIS, I've reviewed them. You kept her calm during her nightmare." Tony shudder at the thought. Steve leaned his hip against the wall and pressed his forehead against the cool glass. "You looked after someone you had just met. Thank you."
"I panicked in the lab. If I hadn't-."
"Tony, you were a kid! Waking up in a strange place and panicking is normal."
"I'm Iron Man! I shouldn't have panicked." He was starting to shake. If he hadn't screamed, they never would have been to the mansion and they would have been safe from the blonde that started this all.
"Tony, Tony calm down." Steve turned his friend toward him and put his hands on the man's shoulders. "Iron Man is the man Tony Stark, a hero and one of my best friends. But that boy was Tony Stark, the nine year old who was ripped from 1979 and just wanted to go home. You weren't Iron Man back then but you damn sure showed that you were going to grow up into him. I'm proud of you. I wish you could see it through my eyes, or better yet, through Sarah's eyes." Steve tightened his fingers as Tony looked up, his eyes filled with emotions.
"Thanks Cap, I get it." They were silent, separating and turning their attention to the room again. "Nat's with SJ."
"I figured she would be."
"Thor's back and brought a guest. She wants to make sure there are no residual effects but will wait for the morning. She said these things take time."
"I agree." The door opened revealing a slightly ruffled Dr. Cho and an amused Bruce. Cho walked off declaring the desire for a tea with alcohol mixed in while Bruce made his way to his friends.
"Clean bill of health as of right now. We'll keep her for 24 in the room to make sure she's stable and won't have another episode due to the age shock again. She'd like for you, as she put it, to 'get the hell in here and stop staring at me like I'm a display at the zoo.' Her words," Bruce informed them.
"So that's why you're smiling like that," Tony mused passing him.
They pair walked into the room to see the blonde still playing with her destroyed gauntlet. Tony had the feeling it was bothering her more than she let on, probably because it was one of the first gifts she had ever received.
"Dad, Tony." Neither shied away from the clear invitation to join her. Her eyes ran over them both, looking for wounds among other things. "You're okay, right?
"Of course," Tony scoffed. "Takes more than someone playing yo-yo with my age to off set me."
"We're good," Steve translated. "How are you feeling?"
"Bit tired," she admitted. "I don't want to be in this room but without this," she shook the gauntlet, "and with the way I reacted to the last age change, it's for the best." She put the gauntlet on the bedside table. "Is Spidey still around? I wanted to thank him for the catch."
"I'll get him," Steve offered. With the blond out of the room, Tony sat down next to her. His hand enveloped hers. He frowned at how much cooler her skin was compared to normal. She was recovering from the episode she had in the younger body still, interesting side effect.
"You worried me."
"You needed your daily heart attack," she teased. "Thank you for everything. You were amazing."
"I should have done more. You did practically everything."
"Uncle Tony." At the tone, he straightened up and looked her in the eye. "You did 150%. Thank you." She squeezed his hand. "Love you."
"Love you too kiddo." He leaned over and kissed her forehead. "Can you try to be safer from now on?"
"I'm doing my best, but you know us Rogers."
"I know; that's what worries me." He kissed her head again. "I'll have a new gauntlet by Tuesday."
"Tomorrow is Tuesday," she replied dumbly.
"Night job," he reasoned.
"No, you need sleep. Go rest."
"But-."
"No. Go sleep or I'll sic Pepper on you." There was a knock. "Go. I'll see you in the morning." For once, Tony followed an order. He ruffled her hair one last time before leaving.
Spidey walked in next with a taped up mask still concealing his identity. Even without seeing his face, she knew he had an almost embarrassed look and was trying not to overreact.
"They tell you who I am?" He nodded. "Big Cap fan?" He nodded again. "Well, Logan was wrong about you. He said you never shut up and yet I can't get you to talk."
"I-. So-. It's just-. You are-. And they-. Wow." Spidey plopped down in the doctor's chair. "And you're my age!"
"The name is Sarah. Thank you for today, finding my family and saving me from pulling glass out for the next few hours."
"MY pleasure. I'm , um," he stammered.
"Spidey," she replied with a laugh. "You don't have to tell me your name."
"Oh, right. Um, where do you go to school?" he tried.
"I'm starting at Midtown this fall, my first real school."
"In that case then," he slid his mask up to reveal his whole face. "Peter, Peter Parker. I go there too. I could help you navigate it."
"Sounds great!" He slid the mask down, mindful of the tape.
"Can I visit?"
"Always. JARVIS," there was a pause, "make note Spidey is allowed to visit."
"Yes ma'am."
Spidey's watch went of suddenly and he jumped to his feet. "Dinner. I have to go."
"Go, and thanks again." He flashed her what she knew was a smile and disappeared from view.
Exhausted from the day, she turned onto her side and pulled her gauntlet to her chest. She fell asleep quickly. When Steve and Natasha came to check on her later, she was still sound asleep hugging her gauntlet.
Morning came quicker than Sarah cared for. Letting out a tired groan, she opened her eyes to see Thor talking with a woman older than him but in Asgardian dress compared to his slacks and t-shirt.
"She's fine," the woman insisted. "The gem left her intact and rather healthy all things considered."
"The gems are not meant to be touched by skin. It was in her," Thor hissed.
"Watch your tone. You said she was born of magic, it saw her as that and melded with her own."
"Science. Her father is more like a twin."
"Science and magic go hand in hand, my dear child. Most likely, the unique method in which she was born made her more sensitive. I'm certain she could be trained in Asgardian magic if she so wished. She's fine, correct Lady Sarah?" Sarah stiffened at her name. Thor's eyes were automatically at hers.
"Yes ma'am."
"I am proud of my son for making friends with the Avengers and becoming family to you." This is Frigga. This is FRIGGA! THOR'S MOM AND QUEEN OF THE GODS! Sarah's head begun to spin. "I look forward to seeing you grow into your future."
"Thank you."
"Now, I must go. Odin will be fretting enough when I get home. If I wait much longer he'll storm the realm. Rest well, daughter of Natasha." Frigga left in a swirl of fabric. Thor turned to his niece.
"Your mom scares me," she confessed.
"Aye, she scares me as well. I often wonder who the true ruler of Asgard is." Sarah laughed until she couldn't breathe. The image of Frigga scolding Odin was too much for her. Thor, by his hearty laughs, imagined the same.
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