Disclaimer: Sadly, I own nothing associated with Marvel, Captain America, the Avengers, etc. Only original characters and ideas are mine.

AN: Here's the next chapter, with obvious differences from the film and a few familiar faces. Please enjoy, and don't forget to review. Thanks.

Chapter 10: New Team Players:

I managed to cry myself into a fitful sleep, only to be awakened by some sort of faint beeping on the computerized alarm clock beside the bed.

Rolling over, I rubbed the grit from my eyes and stared at the blinking icons. One was an image of the Tower; the other was clearly an incoming Quinjet, as well as an estimated time of arrival. Steve was coming back!

Not thinking twice, I ran for the bathroom for a quick splash of water to the face and a brush through my hair. I had just finished changing into some clean clothes when I realized that I hadn't been the one to set up an alert for incoming jets. Someone, or something, had done it instead.

Fearful that Ultron had gotten into the system again, I began to panic. In the end, I thought it best to disconnect the clock, before running to tell the others about it.

Just as I made to unplug the device, a message icon appeared on it. It was actually a blue swirl, which was JT's personal icon. I immediately thought that Tony had changed his mind about using JT in his experiment, but decided not to hold my breath. Instead, I pressed the icon, and listened.

"I know how anxious you are concerning Captain Rogers's return, Miss, so I took the liberty of engaging the tracking program on this console," JT's voice said through the small speakers. "Please rest well, Miss."

Trying not to cry, I let the message finish. As much as I wanted to weep for my friend and the possibility of losing him, I had other things to worry about. Steve would be back soon, and I needed to eat and pull myself together before he landed.

It didn't take long to do any of those things, so I had plenty of time to think about how I'd get revenge on Tony as I waited for the Jet to come in. I'd just started forming a pretty good list of revenge plots when I arrived at the hangar, a few seconds ahead of the Jet. When the hatch came down, I ran towards it, only to freeze in my steps at the sight that greeted me.

Coming through the open hatch was Steve, closely followed by Wanda and Pietro Maximoff.

Desperately wishing for a weapon, I wondered how far I could run before they stopped me. As I took a step back, Steve held out a hand, a look of absolute calm on his face.

"It's okay, Adena," he said. "They're on our side."

Crossing my arms, I glared at the siblings. "Bull shit."

Wanda stepped forward, her hands held up in surrender. "I know you don't believe him," she said, her voice soft and sad, "But it is true. I have seen what Ultron intends to do, and it is terrible. My brother and I wish to stop him as much as the Avengers do."

I still didn't buy it. This was probably a self-preservation thing for them. How convenient.

"It's more than just looking after ourselves," Wanda said, as though she'd heard my thoughts –which she probably had, given her abilities. "It's the entire world. Ultron wants to destroy it, and we cannot let that happen."

"We have friends, too," Pietro interjected. "We do not want them to die terribly, like our parents did."

"They helped save lives in Korea," Steve said, giving me a pointed look. "They helped save me on that runaway train."

Damn it, he had me there. Barton had said that he'd left Steve on a train, but he hadn't mentioned the Twins. Still, it would be easy to check out their story –an incident like that would be all over the news, even a day later.

And we were running out of time. Tony and Bruce were no doubt almost finished with working on those two androids upstairs, and here stood three people who might be able to stop them.

"Well, if we're all suddenly being buddy-buddy," I sarcastically remarked, "Then there's something you should know."

Needless to say, Steve was pissed off at what I'd told him. He immediately ordered the Twins to follow him, and the four of us headed up to the lab.

We stalked into the lab just as Bruce was plugging a huge cable into one of the two chambers.

"I'm going to say this once," Steve declared, hefting his shield a little. "Shut it down."

"Nope," Tony said, walking over to a computer console. "Not gonna happen."

"You don't know what you're doing," Steve insisted, his voice firm but slightly urgent.

"And you do?" Bruce said, looking over at the Twins. "She's not in your heads?"

Wanda stepped forward, which I thought was rather brave and stupid of her. "I know you're angry-"

Bruce glared at her. "Oh, we're way past that. I could choke the life out of you right now and not change color."

"Bruce, please!" I pleaded, "After everything that's happened, and everything that's happening now, you can't let Tony do this! Don't help him do this!"

"Everything that's happened is nothing compared to what's coming!" Tony snapped, looking between me and Steve.

I was so torn between screaming in rage and crying with fear that I had no idea what to do next. Lucky for me, I didn't have to do a thing, because Pietro did it for me.

In the course of about three seconds, the speedster managed to race around and disconnect every cable connected to the two pods, effectively putting an end to the two scientists' efforts.

"No, no," Pietro said, dropping the last power cord. "Go on."

At that moment, a bullet shot up through the floor, shattering the glass under Pietro's feet and sending him down to the level below. As Wanda cried out her brother's name, Tony made to try and reattempt loading Jarvis and JT into the two prone forms, but Steve wouldn't have it. Moving quickly, my husband tossed his shield, causing Bruce to dodge out of the way and Tony to pull back from his computer console.

However Tony was far from unprepared -he had one of his Iron Man armor gauntlets there, complete with pulse blasters. Using his mental connections to his armor, he had the glove on in seconds.

But I can be fast, too. And since Steve's shield hadn't returned to him, I did what any loving, devoted wife would do: I jumped in front of my husband to protect him.

My sudden move caught Tony by surprise, and to his credit, he hesitated to shoot. I should have been touched at the torn look on his face; but I was so pissed off, I didn't care about Tony honoring our friendship enough to not try and shoot me. The man had the balls to try and blast the man I love, and that was enough to tip me over the edge a little.

In fact, I was so pissed off at him that I stalked right over to where Tony was standing and punched him in the face.

That also shocked him, and while he clutched at his bleeding lip, I picked up a random object off of the desk and threw it at Bruce. I guess my anger had given me better aim than usual, because it drifted rather close to his head, causing him to let go of Wanda, who blasted him back with a bolt of red energy.

As I braced myself for possible retaliation (namely in the form of the Hulk smashing everything into dust), Thor appeared from nowhere. He took a brief glimpse around at all of us, and promptly leaped atop the chamber holding the purple and green android, lifting his hammer to summon a tremendous bolt of lightning to him.

Too late, I realized that Thor was using his power to channel energy into the pods in order to bring the androids to life. And since I was only human, I could only watch as the lightning funneled down into first the one chamber, then the other.

The instant the last bolt of lightning drained into the chambers, the purple android burst from the container holding him, sending Thor, who had been perched atop it, falling to the floor. I watched in fascination and fear as the newly born machine crouched atop its birthing chamber and slowly lifted his head, looking back and forth at all of us.

Before anyone could make a move, the android threw itself at Thor, only to be knocked clear across the room, towards the immense windows. Before he crashed through them, the android stopped himself mid-air, somehow managing to hover before the glass as he looked out at the city below.

Fearful of what Tony's new experiment might do, Steve retrieved his shield and leaped down to help Thor, who motioned him back. It was then that the android seemed to fully compose himself; intelligence and awareness shining in his eyes as he floated down to join the rest of us.

Setting his hammer down on a table, Thor went to meet the new life-form. The android looked a bit puzzled as he landed, his eyes resting on Thor as his feet hit the ground.

"I'm sorry," he said, his voice eerily like Jarvis's. "That was…odd. Thank you."

After seeming to give Thor a once-over, the android somehow managed to materialize a cape for himself, one that looked remarkably like Thor's. If I hadn't been so worried about what might happen next, I might find his case of "cape envy" amusing.

"Thor?" Steve said in disbelief. "You helped create this?"

Thor gave him a slightly apologetic look. "I've had a vision. A whirlpool that sucks in all forms of life, and in the center is that." He pointed at the glowing yellow crystal or gem in the android's head.

While the others gabbled on about magical stones and other weird things I didn't particularly care about, I went over to the remaining chamber and touched it. The force of Thor's lightning had caused a panel of glass to shatter, giving me just enough access to touch the poor lifeless form inside.

It really was a magnificent piece of technology. Actually, I thought it was quite beautiful to look at; like a perfect human man, only with key pieces of anatomy excluded. The blue metallic layer that was the skin felt slightly warm, possibly from the sheer amount of energy that had been forced into it. The skin was also soft and smooth –it was actually pleasant to touch, and in spite of its appearance, it didn't feel metallic at all.

But as I looked at it, I realized that I had lost someone very precious. Thor had successfully activated one machine, but not the other. JT was gone.

"I'm so sorry, JT," I whispered, a tear rolling down my cheek. "I should have stopped Tony from doing this to you. I hope you can forgive me."

Sniffing, I closed my eyes and bowed my head a little in respect. He may have been a computer program, but he had also been my friend and confidant. Heck, he'd even helped save my life a few times. I would miss him for the rest of my life.

A gentle, cool hand brushed my cheek, startling me a little. Figuring that it was Steve or another of the Avengers, I opened my eyes, ready to tell them that I was fine. Instead, I got a shock.

Rather than facing a familiar face, I found myself looking into silver-blue eyes that were clearly not human. I couldn't help it –I screamed, jumping back from the newly awakened android before me.

Hearing my scream, the other Avengers came running. Steve did an impossible leap so that he could tackle the strange form that still touched my face. In seconds, I was pushed back as Steve wrestled with the android, trying to subdue it and failing.

Finally, after several long seconds, the now living machine spoke. "Captain Rogers," it said in a deep, distinctly male voice, "I have no intention of harming your wife."

Steve stopped wrestling with it and seemed to be analyzing its face, searching to see if he was lying or not. I guess he must have thought it was telling the truth, because he pulled away, allowing the android to sit up and climb out of its pod to stand on his own two feet.

As for me, I was busy giving Blue Man Group a close look of my own. The face was strong, finely chiseled, with a perfect nose that wasn't too long, or too short. Being made completely out of metal and machinery, his head was void of hair, but it was odd the way the metal shifted and moved, like skin over muscle. He was also tall, like Steve, and just as well-built.

Blue-and-silver eyes looked at me, clearly doing his own analysis of the situation. "I apologize for frightening you," he said, his voice deep and rich. "I am afraid that, due to the less advanced programming of my previous form, it took a little longer for me to become fully active and aware."

I swallowed hard. "That's okay," I managed to squeak out as Steve came to stand beside me, arms crossed as he took up a protective stance.

So this is what JT had become? It certainly was a million steps above a handheld computer/phone. But was it still JT? Was Jarvis still inside that other android, which stood nearby, watching?

The other android approached, and I could see that he had changed coloring somehow. Instead of being just purple and silver, he how sported purple skin, a green sort of clothing or covering, and the cape. I had no idea how he'd changed his appearance, but frankly, I wasn't ready to ask that yet.

I took a deep breath. "So," I said awkwardly, "Are you guys still Jarvis and JT?"

The purple one looked to the blue one and shrugged. "I am not Ultron," he said, "But I am not Jarvis, either. I am…myself." He looked a little thoughtful. "And I suppose, since we were both created using much of the same materials and were both brought to life by Thor, then I suppose we are brothers; perhaps even twin brothers."

The blue android nodded his agreement. "We are indeed. But unlike my older brother, I have not had any part of Ultron's consciousness downloaded into my matrix –therefore, I am more JT, but not. I am also unique, not only because of what I am, but also because I am different even from my brother."

That was a little confusing for me, but then, I was having a very rough week so far. I chose to go with it for now, and ask a bunch of questions later. Though, I did have a question that was, I felt, rather important.

"So, what do we call you?" I asked, looking between the two of them. "Since you aren't what you used to be."

The purple android tilted his head in thought. "I am the product of two visions: one of Ultron, the other of Thor. I believe I shall call myself Vision."

Well, that was straight to the point, and quite literal. "Okay," I said, looking over at the blue fellow. "And you? What would you like to be called?"

He appeared to think about it, though instead of tilting his head, he looked down. "I would rather you name me," he said. "I have nothing to base myself on, besides what I used to be; and I am not that anymore."

I looked him over, and decided on the first thing that popped into my head. "Cyan," I said, earning looks of confusion and disbelief from the others.

"You're naming him 'Blue?'" Tony asked incredulously. "You are literally naming him after a shade of blue?"

"But it sounds better than 'blue,'" I insisted. "Right? I mean, how many people even know what that word means, anyway?"

The newly dubbed Cyan gave a slight smile. "It is what I am," he said. "And it does sound pleasant."

Tony threw up his hands in surrender. "Fine; Cyan it is." He dropped his hands. "And now that that's settled, we need to get ourselves together so that we can go to Sokovia."

Now it was my turn to stare at him. "Why there?"

"Because that's where Ultron is," Barton announced to me. "And it's where he's got Natasha."

I nodded. "Okay then; we're off to Sokovia."

Steve opened his mouth to protest, but was halted by someone knocking on a wall nearby. Turning, we saw Richard Cooper, of all people, standing there, a smile on his face.

"Man, just when I thought the world couldn't get any weirder, you guys prove me wrong," he said, grinning as I ran to give him a hug. I hadn't seen him since he'd joined the CIA over a year ago, but he was still the same, though I could see a few stray grey hairs on his head. They must have had him working extremely hard, for him to have those.

"Sorry to bust up your party, but Fury called and asked me to bring Mrs. Rogers to him," Richie said, giving me an apologetic smile. "I know you probably want to go with your husband, Adena, but Fury really wants to see you. He wouldn't ask if it wasn't important."

As angry as I was at being separated from Steve, I knew Richie was right. Fury wouldn't ask this of me if it wasn't important; and if he had something for me to do, I could only hope that it would be something useful, to help the people I cared about as they went to fight Ultron.

Turning towards my husband, I tried not to roll my eyes as he threw Richie a glare. Even though it'd been over a year, he apparently still remembered that Richie had once had a crush on me.

Walking over to Steve, I stood on my tiptoes and kissed him. "Don't do anything stupid," I reminded him. "And don't you dare get yourself killed."

He smiled and kissed me back. "I'll see you soon. Be safe."

"Likewise," I whispered, trying not to cry as I pulled away.

I managed a quick 'see-you-later' with my friends before letting Richie escort me down to the apartment I shared with Steve. There, Richie told me to hurry and pack a small bag with whatever I thought I might need for a few days.

After I finished, we headed to the jet hangar. There, a Quinjet waited, though it was rather different than the ones the Avengers used. My former neighbor led me into the plane, and while I buckled in, he ordered the pilot to take off.

As we left the Tower, I let my tears flow, not knowing how many of my loved ones would survive the upcoming battle.

The minute Adena left, Steve tried to hold himself together. He hadn't wanted her to go (especially not with Richard Cooper, of all people!), but if Fury had sent for her, then at least he knew she would be okay. Fury would never let anything happen to Adena.

But even now, there was still a lot on Steve's shoulders –namely the future of humanity.

Still, just knowing that Adena was out of harm's way was enough to lift his spirits. She was safe, and she needed him to succeed and come home to her, just as he'd always done. He had no intention of letting her down now –or ever.

AN: So, for JT's new voice, I decided to base it on Benedict Cumberbatch's fantastically deep, reverberating voice, which I love so much. I know that he's going to be Dr. Strange, but his voice and accent might be different in that film, so I'm going to go with it. Anyway, please be kind and review! Thanks!