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Chapter 11

Luna's POV

After work

I sit outside the Jeffersonian once again waiting to be picked up. It was 4:30 and I had gotten off thirty minutes ago. No one was in sight. By 5 I was beginning to get worried. By the time it was 6 I was pacing. Never had I been left this long. The Jeffersonian was closing up and everyone was leaving. Booth pulls up and goes inside. Dr. Brennon and Booth exit a couple minutes later and Booth saw I was still there, he came over with Brennon.

"Hey your ride on the way?"

"Um they should be by now." I say biting my lip.

"You got off two hours ago Luna, it shouldn't be taking this long for your ride to come get you should it?" Brennon asks.

"Well everyone kind of got put on a mission today, so it's probably just taking Happy some time to get here. Pepper probably had to go to a meeting."

"Come on we will take you home, you can get ahold of someone and tell them so no one will be worried." Booth tells me motioning for me to come with them.

They drive me to the tower and I get out as soon as something hits the top of the tower where Tony's platform is for taking off and putting on his suit. I take off for the elevator when I get in I notice that Booth and Brennon had followed me. I press for the top floor and the elevator takes off at top speed.

"Jarvis, damage report," I say.

"Extensive damage to the landing platform, you and Tony will have a lot of work to do to fix it. Tony has led the assailant away from the area and they are now the next block over. I am not aware of the locations of the others, our guest is currently with SHEILD for safety precautions. Tony says you might want to suit up."

"I'm NOT suiting up and I'll get to work on the platform right away, send butterfingers, dummy, and you up with supplies"

"Right away Luna, I am also patching you through to Tony."

"What! No, Jarvis…"

"Luunnaaaa," I hear Tony whine through the speakers as I step out onto the top floor, the other two following me.

"Tooonnnnyyy," I whine back trying to sound as annoying as possible.

"You should totally suit up, this would be a great chance for practicing with your suit."

"No Tony the suit isn't finished, besides I'm sure you are handling the situation just fine. Your real problem is you don't want to take all the blame for the damage you are causing."

"Spoiled sport."

"I'll give you a choice, get yelled at by Pepper for letting me suit up and help or get all the blame and get yelled at from Fury…"

"You know what how about you just start on repairing the platform I think I got this out here."

"Exactly what I thought, coward."

"Hey, you would choose the same thing, angry Pepper is scary. Fury on the other hand is easy to block out, and shut up with a threat about not founding."

"Just shut up and get back to fighting."

"I am fighting, I happen to be a great multitasker."

"Jarvis hang up."

"Wha…" was all Tony got out before Jarvis cut the connection.

"Is there anything else you would like Luna?"

"Um, do you guys want anything to drink? Tony has all sorts of liquor, I'll have the usual Jarvis."

"We're fine thanks." Booth answers after a quick glance with Dr. Brennon.

"Okay suit yourself, if you want anything just tell Jarvis."

Dummy, Butterfingers, and You finally arrived with the usual tools and I have them follow me outside to the platform. Booth and Brennon come out as well. I start by opening a panel that is for programing the platform. It needed to be rewired and connected to the platform. Next I go to where the parts for Tony's suit are stored. The doors wouldn't open so I had to manually take them apart.

I started to name things out to Jarvis, "I need new doors for the storage compartments, wiring for the programing, and actually really the easiest way to go about this is to order new parts for everything, what is salvageable really isn't worth keeping, it is going to be easiest to redo everything instead of picking and choosing what is okay."

With that I start to take everything apart and take it inside making a junk pile. Starting out with jut the small stuff.

"While, this is pretty cool, I wouldn't ever imagine being in Stark Tower. Much less watching one of Tony Stark's inventions being taken apart." Booth says.

"Well I know how pretty much everything works, heck I could even program my own version of Jarvis. This platform is going to take me a while to take apart. I don't need you guys to stay if you need to be somewhere."

"We can stay a little longer, I would really feel more comfortable if there was an adult here when we left." Booth tells me.

"Okay, hey Jarvis I could use my suit to help me with the heavy stuff."

"I'll send it right up."

"Thanks."

"Are we about to see an ironman suit?" Booth asks getting excited.

"Um kind of, this one is my own and is green and silver instead of red and gold," I explain.

"Hey it's still a suit, but I thought that you said your suit wasn't ready."

"It's not ready for battle, for something like this it's perfectly fine."

My suit lands on the platform at this point and opens up for me the get in. I walk over to my project from the last two months and step inside. It fit perfectly to my body, and pretty comfortable for being incased in a titanium alloy.

"That is amazing," Booth says.

Dr. Brennon comes over with Booth to get a closer look. "How are you able to get it to operate without you or someone else inside?"

I lift up my helmet so they could see my face and hey wouldn't hear the robotic sound from when I talk through the mask. "There are sensors inside that orders are sent to. Jarvis handles giving it the orders, depending on what Tony or I want it to do."

"Amazing craftsmanship. Does the entire building process happen here? Or do you have a place that manufactures everything for you then you put it together?" Brennon asks.

"Everything is done here in the lab. Tony has trust issues. I'm the only other person who knows the blueprints, well besides Banner, but I'm the only person who is getting a suit."

"Mr. Stark must really trust you then." Brennon says.

"Well he pretty much raised me with the other Avengers, but I've spent most of my time with him and Banner."

"That must be nice to have so many people you can count on."

"Well with the Avengers, you can't ever know who is going to be there. They all get called out to do things. You know being superheroes and all, but yah it's nice, we're one big family."

I start moving the big stuff out of the way, then move on to some of the mechanics that was at the bottom of the platform. When I jumped off the platform the two adults raced to the edge to see that I was flying in the air.

"You gave me a heart attack Luna! You should have warned us before you did that!" Booth yelled down to me.

"Sorry, I needed to get to this down here," I yell up to him.

Looking at the stuff that needed to be done down here I decided to wait for Tony for this part and fly back up and straight into the living room. Leaving scorch marks on the ground where I landed.

"Oh man, Pepper's going to kill me…" I mutter looking at the floor.

I hear the elevator ding and the two master assassins came tumbling into living room obviously in a fight.

"I SWEAR TO GOD CLINT YOUR DEAD TO ME!" Natasha screams tackling him.

They roll around on the ground each one trying to pin the other to the ground.

"NAT! NOT THE HAIR!" Clint yells when Natasha messed it up trying to put him in a headlock.

"Is this normal behavior?" Brennon asks me.

"Yeah, Clint most likely pranked her again." I say nonchalantly leaning against my armor that I had just gotten out of.

"CLINE BARTON IF YOU DO NOT GIVE IT BACK WHEN I FIND IT I WILL USE IT TO CUT OFF YOU BALLS."

"YOU WOULDN'T DARE, I NEED THOSE."

"YOU HAVE ENOUGH FREAKEN KIDS, YOU DON'T NEED ANYMORE!"

"SAYS WHO!"

"ME, NOW GIVE ME MY KNIFE BACK AND I MIGHT SPARE YOUR FREAKEN BALLS."

"HELL NO, GIVE ME BACK MY ARROWS FIRST."

"YOU STARTED THIS YOU ARE GIVING ME MY KNIFE FIRST."

"I DON'T HAVE YOUR FUCKING KNIFE!"

At this I start busting out laughing knowing exactly what was going on.

"Hey Barton!" I yell getting his attention.

They stop and stare at me, just noticing that there were three people in the room with them when they acted like little children and not the grown ass assassins they are.

"Whhhaaaat." Clint whined.

"Are yah looking for this knife?" I say smirking as I pulled out Natasha's knife from my backpack.

"You did not frame me!" Clint yelled

"I so did! Remember that next time you want to spray paint my door to say "Luna can't steal shit" I mean really? I can be a master thief, just because you caught me taking your bow doesn't mean anything." I toss Nat her knife then go to the bar where my glass of whiskey lay forgotten.

"Wait they let you drink?" Booth asks seeing my drink.

"Yah Tony figured if she was going to be sneaking the drinks anyway why not let her drink." Clint says walking over and grabbing a beer.

"She used to climb through the air ducks at night so she could sneak into the training room and play with the weapons in there. I wonder who taught her how to do that," Natasha says giving Clint a pointed look as she stole his beer and started drinking it.

"Why do you always have to steal my beer when you can just get your own," Clint grumbles getting a new beer from the fridge.

"So…where is everyone else?" I ask.

"Oh well Thor is getting his girlfriend and her associates from London. Tony is handling someone who has been building their own suits. Bruce is volunteering at some hospital, and our guest is with Fury," Nat tells me.

"Okay, well now that there is two, well I wouldn't call them adults, the only adult in this bunch is Steve. Well now that someone over eighteen is here, I guess you two can go home. I'm sorry for keeping you so late." I say to Booth and Brennon.

"Oh no it's fine. Our pleasure. We will be seeing you tomorrow right, got a murder to solve." Booth says.

"Yes, of course. I'll look over my files see if I can catch anything else that might help." I tell them as I walk them over to the elevator.

"See you tomorrow Ms. Stark." Dr. Brennon says.

"See you two tomorrow."

I walk back over two the two "Adults" back at the bar.

"So first day and you're already helping to solve a murder?" Natasha asks.

"Yep, I was pretty helpful today. Some teenager, we believe was killed at a party in central park." I say filing back up my glass.

"Well that's cool, Clint and I was put through what seemed like never ending training exercises today. I mean come on how many different protocols do you need for handling a sniper?" Natasha whined.

"I guess it's my turn to cook tonight?"

"How about we call for Chinese? I could really use some takeout after the day I had." Clint says.

"Sounds great to me. Everyone else should be home by time it's here." Nat says grabbing her phone and speed dialing Clint's favorite Chinese takeout.

DINNER

Everyone was home and we were gathered around the table eating Chinese. Clint was trying to get all the fortune cookies as usual. While I thought ahead of time and hid mine. When Clint took dad's and ate it he had to run to the kitchen sink to try and sooth the sudden burn that took over his entire mouth. We all laughed at his expression of horror when he bit into the cookie only to discover that dad had charmed it to be extremely hot. I believe that was the most I had seen dad smile since his first night here. The smirk that dominated his face was one of pure mischief.

"YES, LET THE PRANKS BEGIN!" I scream before jumping onto my chair, stuffing my fortune cookie into my mouth, then leaping off, and running out the door.

3RD Person Dining Room

"Um what just happened?" Steve asks, clueless as always.

"I think Luna believes Loki is going to begin pranking people. You are not going to start pranking people are you brother?" Thor asks the last part to the smirking devil sitting at the end of the table.

"I do not know what you are talking about Thor, I was merely having a little fun with Mr. Barton. He did try and steal my food did he not? I do not prank people, I get even with them." Loki states trying to wipe the smirk off his lips to look as innocent as possible.

"Brother, you and I both know that you are lying. You are the one who introduced Luna to that trickery."

"I do not agree with that statement Thor, you do not introduce someone to the art of pranking, the have to have a knack for it in the first place, or they will never be able to accomplish anything good. I simply let fate take its course, I cannot help it if the fates wanted Luna to have such a wonderful talent."

"Loki, don't talk in circles, you know how that confuses me, save that for when you are in council."

"Well, Thor from the looks of it I may never sit in a council meeting again, and if I do it won't be for several hundred years. I mind as well stay in practice for when that time comes."

"Loki," Thor says, everyone at the table could hear the warning in his voice.

"Fine, it's not like I've spent centuries learning how to charm a council room only to not be allowed near one unless for my own trail." Loki says, muttering the last part.

"So um Loki, mind helping me out here? My mouth really hurts." Clint says, his face a deep shade of red.

With a wave of his hand Clint's mouth is no longer burning and Loki is back to what he normally does at meal time, which is sit and move his food around on his plate.

"Loki you really should eat, we have been here for quite some time now and you've barely eaten a thing since we got here." Thor says in a caring tone.

"I am not hungry Thor."

"You're never hungry!"

"Maybe that because in the dungeon they tend to not feed their prisoners! This food does not sit well on my stomach after so long with very little food." Loki says agitated before getting up and walking out to go to his quarters.

It was silent after that for a bit, while everyone let it sink in that Loki had been starved during his time locked up below Asgard. They slowly eat their food and one by one leave to their own routines and places.