WHAT YOU NEED TO KNOW: I went on a trip to Disneyworld when I was in high school. Ashlie and I were watching the electric parade at night. We had gotten there early so we could get good seats. There were these mouse/elephant dancers that were going into the audience. There was a little girl sitting next to me and I was excited because I thought a dancer would go up to her. Instead a dancer stood in front of me and said "what?". I was so shocked that I immediately began to think of something witty and cool to say back, but before I could a firework went off and saw that this dancer was HELLA ATTRACTIVE. I'm serious, he was the most attractive man I've ever seen in a mouse/elephant costume. So, instead of saying something funny I said "I like your face". Ashlie looked at me like WTF. The little girl was super confused. The attractive dancer just stood there and stared down at me. He then said "I like your face" and danced off. And that was the single most embarrassing moment of my life.

Chapter Ten: The End of the Line

Bucky had gone with Ashlie to grab her stuff. Together they walked into the lobby. Abby sat behind the desk, flipping her pen between her fingers.

"Miss Mazulo, welcome back." She said monotone, bordering on bored.

"Ashlie." Sebastian smiled and ran toward her. "I thought you'd been kidnapped or something. I'm glad to see you're okay."

"She's fine." Bucky crossed his arms, making his chest look larger. Ashlie went to get a key to her room. "Who are you?"

"Sebastian, I'm a friend of Ashlie's, who are you?" Sebastian lifted his posture, though they were the same height, Bucky had more of the muscle factor than he.

"More than you."

"Bucky." Ashlie called out. "Nice to see you Sebastian, sorry I scared you." Bucky smirked at Sebastian then followed Ashlie to the elevators. Sebastian leaned on the counter.

"Bucky is a stupid name."

Claire woke up in a bed, not her bed, her bed was worse than this. It had coffee stains everywhere and the sheets were scratchy. She felt the pillow behind her, there was no pattern on it, confirming her theory that she was not in her apartment. She looked around the room she was in. A navy blue room, one dresser was to her right, a couple books she didn't recognize stacked on top.

To her left was another stack of dvd's, classic movies like Star Wars, Jaws, and... Beauty and the Beast? Next to the stack was a chair, and a man sleeping in it. This made Claire jump a bit. The man's face was tucked in his arm, a very muscular arm. Steve. Claire sat up, slowly. The pain was everywhere, she groaned. Steve immediately woke up.

"Claire."

"Steve, where am I?" Claire pushed back the covers, her legs were covered in bruises. She wore a black dress that didn't go past her shoulder.

This is weird sleeping attire, what was I doing? Claire thought.

"You're in my room." Claire was confused. She flipped through her phased memories. And it all hit her like a truck. Ultron, the boat, the drugs they gave her. "It's alright, you're safe." Steve wiped away tears Claire didn't know she had.

"I...I was kidnapped."

"Yes."

"By a robot." "Yes."

"How long?" Claire rubbed her head, she immediately regretted it when she felt multiple bumps.

"It's been a month since we last since we've talked, well, while you were lucid." Steve chuckled.

"Claire, I've been wanting to tell you something for some time now." Claire wasn't sure where this was going, but she had seen enough romantic comedies to hope for something. "And I know that this is a wildly inappropriate time to say, but when you were gone a part of myself was missing and I don't want to lose you ever again."

Outside Steve's room Ashlie was sitting on the wall, her head leaned back and eyes closed. She woke when she heard talking. She fought the instinct to barge inside but she heard Steve start his confession and decided to wait.

Bucky woke up on the couch in his room. When he opened his eyes he expected to find Ashlie fast asleep, he was usually up before her. He noticed the sheets neatly folded and he was worried. He scrambled to his feet and raced through the house. He finally found her asleep outside Steve's room where Claire had been sleeping for the past week, having yet to wake up. Bucky picked Ashlie from the ground, careful not to wake her. He sat down on the couch, Ashlie fast asleep in his arms.

Reagan spent most of her time on the roof of the Avengers facility with Peter. They would talk about their lives and what they wanted for the future. He would swing around the facility with her in his arms, Reagan felt like she was on zip line, she loved every second of it.

There was an unspoken rule throughout the home; once Claire woke up they would leave. Or rather, Reagan would go back to Texas and Ashlie back to Washington. The rest of the Avengers had taken a liking to the two girls, and to Claire as Ashlie and Reagan told stories about high school. The table was never empty, there was always a happy demeanor around the house with the girls there. Steve thought of calling Fury and asking him if they could stay, but he knew the answer and hearing it made it real. He wanted a few more days of hopeful wishing that they would not have to leave.

Claire walked out from Steve's room for the first time.

"This is a nice place, Steve. A bit big isn't it?" Tony, who was behind the kitchen, leaned over the counter. Wanda and Pietro looked up from their lunch. This was the first time any of the other Avengers had seen Claire.

"Well, it houses a lot of people." Steve laughed.

"You said-"

"Claire!" Ashlie and Reagan ran towards their friend. They almost knocked each other over.

"You're here too!" The rest of the Avengers entered in their civilian clothing. "Woah, woah, woah." Everyone stopped moving. Claire pointed to Tony Stark, "you're Tony Stark. And y'all-" Her finger trailed the other Avengers. She turned to Steve, who looked confused.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you-"

"You're an Avenger!" Everyone started laughing. "Oh, my- so this is. And...woah." Claire smiled, for the first time in a month. "This is such a great day."

The Avengers plus Reagan, Claire, and Ashlie sat in the living room drinking various alcoholic drinks and eating nachos.

"Then Claire said 'I like your face'. I was thinking, 'what the hell' and you should have seen the little girl next to us." The whole team laughed while Claire hid her face in Steve shoulder.

Tony took a phone call. "In my defense," Claire started, "it was really late at night and we had been walking forever."

"Congratulations Pietro," Wanda punched her brothers arm, "there is someone worse at flirting than you." The group laughed again.

Tony returned his phone tight in his grip, "that was Fury. He said we're exposed."

"What does that mean?" Ashlie asked.

"Before the Ultron attack on the city, when Claire was kidnapped, we avenged undercover. We hadn't gone public; no one even knew the Avengers existed. Then Ultron and now the people want to know what we are, if we tell the truth they may want to shut us down."

"So, you want us to lie?" Natasha asked. "It would need to be a good one." Claire took a bite of a nacho and raised her hand, "I have an idea."

The group walked out of the movie theater laughing, they held buckets of popcorn. They took a picture next to the large movie poster, The Avengers: Age of Ultron. Claire had written a screenplay then teamed up with a movie company from New York and pitched the story. They bought it, Robert Downey Jr, Scarlett Johansson, and Chris Evans starred in the movie. The actors looked scarily like the real deal.

The people got their explanation, it was shooting for a movie, nothing more. The real Avengers got to keep their new facility.

"I'm just upset I wasn't in it." Scott said.

"Oh, don't worry, this guy bought my story, he plans to make many, many, more. He says he'll even make backstories."

"What's his name?"

"Stan Lee."

The group walked back to their cars. Ashlie, Claire, and Reagan stood together on the sidewalk.

"So, y'all going back?" Claire asked sadly. Ashlie and Reagan nodded.

"We're graduating in a few months, then we'll move here and find work." Ashlie said.

"Plus, we all have very good reasons to be in New York." Reagan waved to Peter.

The friends hugged. "Did you ever think it would end up like this?" Reagan asked her best friends in the whole wide world.

"The robots were a shock."