Welcome to chapter ten, I just want to put out if I didn't already that some events are altered and happened before it actually have. Enjoy.
Weeping Angels
'Sir, there are visitors here.'
Tony looked up from the new suits he was creating to the ceiling in his workshop, a habit he and everyone else has. "Who is it, J?"
'Professor Charles Xavier, sir.'
Tony wiped his greasy hands on a cloth before heading out of the workshop, "Shut everything down and inform our residents of our guests."
'Of course, sir.'
When Tony stepped out of the elevator on the communal floor he was greeted by the sight of a man in a wheelchair with three grown men, a woman with white hair and bluish eyes and four teenage boys. He turned to the bald man sitting in the wheelchair. "You must be Professor Xavier?"
"That I am Mr. Stark. The men who are to the left of me is my good friend, Logan and the two next to him are Donald and Douglas Davenport. The woman behind me is Ororo and three youngsters are Daniel, Damien, Chase and Leo."
"Enough of this fooling around! Is my daughters here?" Donald exclaimed stepping from besides his brother.
"It depends father."
Everyone looked and seen Breana and Sherise with Captain America and Hawkeye, the other Avengers scattered around. Breana leaned her head on Steve who instantly wrapped a large arm around her small frame. Before Donald could speak Sherise stepped from besides Clint, eyes locked with Charles' blue ones.
"It's you...from my dream."
Charles smiled before reaching out a hand. "Yes. I am."
Sherise hesitated before putting her hand in with his. "Please?"
Charles nodded before lifting his other hand and put it to the girl's head. A searing pain echoed through her head before she shook at Charles with a glossy look in her brown eyes.
"Papa?"
Charles nodded, squeezing Sherise's hand while he lowered his other hand from her head. "Yes, Orva. Our little Princess Mystic."
Sherise had tears falling down her face as she looked up at Logan and Ororo. "Mommy and Uncle Wolvie?"
Ororo and Logan nodded before they gathered in a group hug. Breana smiled, tears falling down her face. She was happy for her best friend, but she couldn't enjoy the moment since she could feel eyes on her. She turned to see her uncle and father looking at her. She sighed before walking over to them.
Donald pulled his daughter into a hug. "Why did you run?"
Breana knew that this day will come but she wasn't ready. What could she say, definitely can't tell him about Amy. He'll most likely not believe her besides the whole of running is to make her own mark on the world and of course to get away from her mother so she wouldn't take her and Danny away. Breana sighed heavily before looking up her father.
"I...guess...I wanted to write my path. Everyone has something to do with their lives. Danny's gonna join Leo, Chase, Bree and Adam. But...I don't have nothing to do when bionic acdamey is done."
Donald took a moment to think what his daughter said. It wasn't in stone yet but he did have something planned for Breana, Sherise and Daniel along with Leo, Adam, Bree and Chase. But he understood what his daughter was saying, with a deep breath he turned his brown eyes to Sherise who was talking with Ororo. "Sherise? What made you run?"
Sherise turned from her adopted mother, that she knows just don't know why she was brought to Charles' mansion those many years ago. "I wasn't going to let Breana go alone. Besides self discovering sounded like a great plan." she then looked around and frowned. "Where's Auntie Tasha?"
Donald looked at Leo who quickly responded, "She had to stay back and rest."
Breana grew a look of concern for her step-mother. "Is she okay?"
Donald took a deep breath before nodding. "She's pregnant."
Sherise and Breana looked at one another before hugging Donald. "Congrats!"
Douglas looked at his phone and grinned before looking at his brother. "We should head back to the island, Donald. There's something going on at the island."
"Good or bad?" Leo asked with a frown.
Douglas had a look as though he got caught with his hand in the cookie jar. "Depends..."
Leo's frown deepened before Donald ushered them towards the elevator. "We'll talk about it on the way to the hotel."
Danny looked at Breana and sighed. "Running is not going to be the solution all the time. I wish I could stay..."
Breana smiled before hugging her twin. "Finish the acdamey. Then we're talk about it with dad."
Danny nodded and hugged Breana before following the rest of his family and Damien. Sherise gave Charles, Ororo and Logan hugs before stepping back.
"We have to go. Like you we have people to save. We'll be in touch kid." Logan said stepping in line with Ororo as she followed Charles who hovered towards the elevator.
Sherise inhaled and exhaled before looking over to Breana who was being held by Steve.
"Well that was depressing." Tony finally said after the guests have left.
Natasha was sitting on the bar cleaning her gun. "What did you expect?"
Tony shrugged before turning to face the group. A smirk grew as his brown eyes shined. "Well I have just the thing to loosen everyone up. A party!"
-WA-
A hour later and laughter echoed through the Avengers floor. Tony had his party and it was well needed. Thor had came back with good and bad news, Loki was locked up until he had to set him free to help him in a quest to save Jane who had been in London with Darcy yesterday and had to be taken to Asgard. But in the mist of a raid his mother died and while getting back to Earth, Midgard Loki died. Even though Loki was a pycho path, he was Thor's brother. Now they were celebrating to have fun and to remember the good times. Tomorrow they'll find out what Thor got from his brother. Everyone was laughing and joking even Breana who was by Sherise.
"Thirsty?" Sherise asked Breana smiling.
She nodded, so Sherise outstretched one hand and immediately, the bottle of wine and glass in Tony's hands flew across the room and into her grasp. It was one of her powers that she has been practicing and has gotten a hold of.
"Hey!" the billionaire explained angrily, snatching up another glass.
"I'll need that one too!" Sherise quipped, and it darted away from him again, "I need a glass for myself."
"I really hate you." He dead-panned, glaring at the wolf turning female.
"No you don't!" Sherise scoffed as Thor appeared in the room.
Thor stood dressed in civilian clothes but looking no less muscular and menacing. He had Mjolnir in his hand.
"The night's still young. What do y'all want to do?" Sherise asked looking at the group.
"We should play a game." Tony said immediately, his eyes lighting up in excitement.
"No!" Steve protested immediately.
"I'll have to go with him on this one." Clint decided, "Last time we agreed to play one of your 'games,' Avengers Tower almost got levelled"
"Oh, come on!" Tony protested, "I have a great idea!"
"And what may that be?" Nat rolled her eyes, sipping her drink.
"Seven Minutes In Heaven!" Tony announced happily.
"Oh God." Sherise mumbled after seeing the pleased smile on Breana's face.
"I'll play." Clint shrugged, after a moment of thought and a long glance at Sherise and Ntatasha, popping some of his cherry Twizzler into his mouth.
"I will join in on this festival!" Thor boomed from the corner, motioning at himself.
"Brucey?" Tony looked hopefully at his best friend.
"Fine..." The scientist sighed, "If you promise not to ever involve me in games again?"
"Captain Purity?"
Steve nodded slowly, and for some reason Sherise weren't entirely sure if he understood what this game entailed. They may have played it at parties in the forties, but from what Steve had told her and Breana about his past, she'd gathered that he'd never really being invited to many parties.
"Ladies?" Tony arched a brow at Sherise and Breana both, "Personally, I think you're obligated to join in. You did after all just steal my alcohol."
Natasha had already agreed and threw the younger females an amused look, and Sherise glared at her in reply. After hanging around her for a while, she could read Black Widow like a book.
"I'm in!" Breana yelled with a wide grin.
Sherise rolled her eyes before turning back to Natasha, much to her horror, she then cast her green eyes over to the one guy in particular who Sherise found the most attractive.
Natasha walked over and leaned over to whisper in her ear; "What if you get paired with him?"
Sherise tried to glare at her again, but she could see she was winning. Natasha always had a way of persuading anyone to do things. Seeing the defeat in Sherise's eyes, she turned to Tony and answered for her young friend;
"She'll play."
"Great!" He exclaimed, grabbing a bag and dumping it upside down on the counter to make sure it was empty. "Now, everyone pick something to put in the bag, don't let anyone else see what you're putting in, I don't want anyone cheating. Then when it's your turn, you close your eyes again and pick something out. Understood?"
There were mumbled assents from everyone in the room, and Tony began to go around and collect an item off everyone.
"Last, put not least." He winked as he got to Sherise.
Sherise grinned at him and removed her locket that Charles gave her before leaving and deposited it into the bag, watching Tony closely to make sure he didn't peek. Satisfied that he hadn't, she had poked him in the shoulder and leaned back. Only to have him move forward to her once again.
"Go ahead, pick first. For me anyway, I can't play, as well as Thor." He encouraged, shaking the bag to jostle the items.
Sherise rolled her eyes before she glanced at Natasha and Breana, who gave their wolf friend an encouraging look. Taking a deep breath, Sherise reached into the bag and rummaged around, praying silently that you'd get who you wanted. Slowly, you grabbed hold of a random item, and drew it out slowly.
"This is pretty neat!" she admired the watch's slick design and shiny silver buttons as she brought it out of the bag, "So... any takers?"
Sherise knew automatically it was neither Thor's or Bruce's and she was glad. Sherise wouldn't have minded it being Thor's so much, then again who wouldn't? She then looked at the others.
Natasha had an inscrutable smirk on her face, and Sherise frowned at her, trying to understand what her expression was trying to tell you.
"Nat?" Sherise asked, wondering if she found it funny because it was hers.
She didn't think it was, it looked too bulky and manly looking to be hers. Sherise knew her second best friend well, and even though she was a master assassin, she really did like pretty little dainty things, this watch wasn't her style.
A hand tapped her on the shoulder and she whirled around in slight fright.
"Easy," Clint laughed, holding his hands up and backing away.
"You?" Sherise managed to ask in shock.
"Me." Clint confirmed, and plucked the watch from her grasp.
He started to reattach it to his wrist but Tony cut him off.
"Hey! Robin Hood! What do you think you're doing? It goes back in the bag for the next round!"
Clint sighed, and attempted to take his watch off again. As he could only use one hand he couldn't quite get it.
"A bit of help, partner?" He looked at Sherise.
Trying to calm her nerves, she stepped up to help him. She hoped her hands weren't visibly shaking as she unbuckled the strap. All she could think of was the heat she felt on the areas where Clint's skin brushed hers, and it distracted her, making her fumble. Eventually she freed the watch and stepped back, handing it to him.
"There" Sherise said, and turned away. She could feel the heat on her face and was extra thankful for her dark skin. Sherise went to walk towards Natasha but Tony blocked her path.
"Hey, Wolf girl. You know the rules. Into the pantry."
A hand took Sherise's arm and Clint began to pull her towards the pantry.
"Ignore him." He said as Tony and Steve closed over the door.
"Believe me, I try to." Sherise told the archer.
"So," Clint said, sliding down the wall to sit on the floor.
He looked up at Sherise and patted the space beside him. Her heart pounding in her chest, she took a deep breath and sat down beside him and turned to look up into his gorgeous bluish-green eyes.
"Sorry you got stuck with me. I know you would have preferred to be in here with Nat." Sherise said the words even though speaking them aloud felt like a sucker punch in the chest.
Sherise just felt like she had to apologize for the situation. She really liked Clint. Loved him, even. And she were pretty sure he liked Nat. Infact, she were positive. Besides he'll want someone who wasn't able to turn into a monster wolf.
Clint was silent for a few seconds.
"You think I like Natasha?" He asked incredulously.
"Well, yeah. I figured you'd played this game in the hopes of being paired with her." Sherise said honestly.
Clint looked away, his jaw working. Another small silence followed, and she knew he was searching for how to say what he was thinking. Sherise's hand ran through her long curly black hair nervously.
Finally he turned back to her.
"I'll admit to playing this game in the hopes of being paired with someone in particular. But it wasn't Nat. I don't like her like that and she doesn't like me like that either."
His eyes burned into hers and a shiver ran through her body. Did he mean..?
"Who?" Sherise asked, purely because she needed to hear him say it. Just to be completely sure she were not mistaken.
"Do I even need to say it? Isn't it obvious?" His voice was hoarse, and she suddenly became aware of how close the two of them were.
She could feel his breath on her face. It smelled like peppermint.
"Yes," Sherise breathed back, and leaned in closer.
His tongue came out and he licked his lips once. His nose slid along hers.
"Sherise," He whispered, "I wanted... I want... You."
"But why? Don't the fact that I turn into a wolf throw you off." she had moved her where her mouth met his.
The first and accidentally kiss was soft. Clint's hand came up to cup her face gently, like he was afraid of breaking her. After a few seconds, he pulled away slightly, and rested his forehead against hers. Sherise looked up at him from under her lashes and smiled softly.
"You're so beautiful" His finger traced along her lips, "Really, Sherise, how could you think I could not... That I didn't...I would be honoured to be with you. Wolf and all."
"Clint..." Sherise's voice was harsh with desire, more than ever after those words.
His lips pressed against hers again, and the kiss was hotter, more passionate. Sherise felt his tongue slide into her mouth, and responded eagerly. Both of his hands came up to hold her face steady. Her arms slid up his chest to grasp his shirt, pulling him closer to her. Then his arms left Sherise's face, and wrapped around her waist. He broke the kiss for long enough to scoop her up and settle her onto his lap, her knees on either side of his hips. He kissed her again and again, until she felt like her head would never stop spinning.
Sherise moved up against him tightly, needing to be closer to him, and that caused him to gasp as her hips slid over his. His hands travelled down to run up and down her thighs, before he jerked her against him again. This time it was Sherise who gasped.
"I love you." He whispered as the bridge of his nose traced her collarbone.
Sherise's hands trailed down his chest onto his abs, and back up, where she began to unbutton his shirt.
"I love you too. God, Clint, I do." Sherise moaned as he softly bit a sensitive spot on her neck.
The moan seemed to turn him on even more and he turned suddenly, and lowered Sherise to the carpet. He was on top of her, kissing her fiercely. Her hands traced from inside his now open shirt to run down his jeans. He grabbed her hands and pinned her arms above her head with one hand.
"I want you to be mine." He growled, his mouth whispering against Sherise's skin, his other hand under her top as he began to grind against her.
Using all her strength Sherise wrenched her hands out of his hold, and fumbled with the button on his jeans.
Just then came the all-too-familiar metallic screech of the bolt on the pantry door, and the even more familiar sound of Tony Stark's voice.
"Okay. I'll admit. I didn't see that one coming." Tony began, but was cut off by Natasha and Breana's high pitched screams.
"Oh my GOD!" They screamed in glee, "I TOLD YOU, RESSE, I TOLD YOU!"
Flustered, Sherise stood up and gave them a bashful smile.
Clint, however, rolled to his feet and strode out of the pantry with single minded determination. He snatched the bag right out of Tony's hands, and began to rummage around inside it.
"Sherise is not playing this game any longer. Or any other games. And neither am I." He said firmly as he fished out Sherise's locket and his watch.
Tony began to protest, but Clint silenced him with a glare, and then turned to Sherise.
"If that's okay with you?"
Sherise nodded, a huge grin splitting over her face.
"Great!" Clint brushed a strand of hair out of her eyes lovingly, took her hand, and led her from the room.