DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THE AVENGERS OR SPIDER-MAN AND HIS FRIENDS! (as illustrated in the skit following)
*In the air vents of Stark Tower*
Clint: So, are we going to continue this game or are you going to say it?
Me: *slides down an vertical air duct shaft using a repelling wire* Hell no. Go away.
Clint: You do realize I'll find you right? *Clint crawls up to the wire and cuts it, luckily Me was on the next level*
Me: You'll never catch me!
Clint: I'm a trained assassin!
Me: And I'm a fan girl who knows a shit load about you, this Tower, and everyone in it!
Clint: If I can't find you in five hours, I'll teach you to be an archer and how to be a SHIELD level spy!
Me: *above him in another air duct* You're on bird brain!
*Seven hours later*
Clint: *muttering to himself* Where the hell is she?!
Me: I'm right here.
Clint: *looks around* Where?
Me: *kicks away fake duct wall and smiles at Clint* I had Tony install it for me during hour one. I knew there was this little spot, so I just closed it off, got the AC to reroute to it with some of the mini-robots helps, and waited.
Clint: Cheater.
Me: Says king cheater himself. So, you have to train me to be an archer and a SHIELD level spy. But, just to show you I'm nice, I'll say it. I do not own the Avengers, Spider-Man, or anything by Marvel. Happy Clint?
Clint: Sure. Now, can we please get out of here? I got tired of this three hours ago.
Me: I took a nap.
Clint: First lesson, how to evade a pissed off assassin. I'll give you a two minute head start.
Me: *dives through the ducts and out of a random air vent.*
*Thirty seconds later*
Me: You cheated.
Clint: Not giving a fuck right now. *Has her pinned to the ground.* Lesson two, five hours of intense hand to hand combat. Go suit up. I'm sure Cap will give you the necessary padding.
Me: I'm dead. (To the readers: Please read the bottom author's note)
The next morning, Steve and SJ are up early at seven and in the hanger by five to 8. The X-Men's Blackbird touches down in the hanger with grace. Pepper and Natasha come from the elevator still half-asleep. The ramp falls down and four figures come out of the blackbird.
"Morning," Logan says grumpily. "The boy insisted on coming along," Logan says motioning to Gambit.
"That's no problem," Pepper insists. Gambit, Rogue, and Laura follow the girls out while SJ looks at Steve nervously.
"I'll be there with you the whole time SJ, if you want me to," Steve says. SJ nods softly and follows Logan up into the plane with Steve. SJ hadn't been pleased when he was told about his session with the Professor but if it helped his sister, maybe it could help him too. SJ knows his memories aren't as bad as Sarah's but he still needs some help. The plane takes off smoothly toward northern New York.
"Please, sit down, I'll have JARVIS tell Sarah you're here," Pepper says. "JARVIS."
"I will notify young Miss Rogers now," JARVIS responds.
"Pepper and I will be going with you," Natasha informs the trio. "Sarah's, uh, stepbrother is coming with us."
"Stepbrother?" Laura questions.
"Well, she treats him like a brother," Natasha explains.
Loki breathes in a little deeper as he wakes up with Sarah curled up against his side. The younger is breathing easily but the tears on her face hint that she had at least one nightmare last night. Loki had never really been the older brother to someone before. The only person he had to constantly look out for was Thor behind Thor's back. Even then, Thor was the older and babied his brother. Loki sighs as he looks down at Sarah. He had children and knew a good deal about raising them. They hadn't always been monsters after all. But Sarah is different, she is a mortal, she had been born to be evil, and she fought to be good. Loki's parental instincts kick in slightly as she whimpers.
"Sarah, sister, wake up," Loki coaxes. Sarah's eyes snap open instantly. Loki had said those words to her many times in Asgard when she had her nightmares. Somehow, it always caused her to wake up instantly. "Bad dream?"
"Yeah." Sarah sits up and runs a hand through her messy hair. "Thanks for being there."
"Family is always there for each other," Loki insists. He kisses her forehead softly. "Do you wish to talk about it?"
"I was dreaming of being in that cell again," Sarah confesses. Loki nods. She had told him in great detail once what those dreams were about. He was honestly surprised that she hadn't gone crazy yet.
"Mr. Odinson, Ms. Rogers, your guests have arrived," JARVIS reports. "You are going out for breakfast." Sarah stands up and goes to her closet. Loki takes his borrowed clothes and changes in the bathroom after a shower. Sarah is clothed and ready to go when he comes back out. The pair walks down the hall to the lounge room where the X-Men are waiting. Natasha and Pepper walk out from the kitchen and smile at the pair.
"So this is your stepbrother?" Laura scoffs. "Smells like Loki."
"Pleasure to see you again as well, Miss Logan," Loki replies. "Miss Rogue."
"Wait, is dat who Ah think it is?" Rogue demands.
"I am Loki of Asgard. Though I suppose I need a new name," Loki mutters putting a few fingers to his lip. He looks at Gambit. "I do not believe we have had the pleasure of meeting before."
"Remi LeBeau, buh meh friends call meh Gambit," Gambit replies. "Rogue is my Cher."
"Gambit, good to see you again. Rogue, how are you?" Sarah asks.
"Better. Yourself?"
"I'm much better. Now, when do we leave?" Sarah asks looking at her mother.
"The second all of you pile into the limo downstairs," Pepper answers. "Our shopping will take us out of the city a bit. We might as well enjoy ourselves." With that, the whole group files into the elevator and then into the limo to go out. Loki holds the door open for Sarah and she smirks as he continues to hold it for the rest of the group.
"Who are you and what have you done with Loki?" Laura questions.
"Is there an issue, Miss Logan?" Loki asks.
"You're not acting like yourself, Loki. It's a little odd," Natasha offers. "Kids, mission for today, teach Loki how to speak like a regular teenager."
"Mom, that's like saying 'teach Thor how to use the microwave' and we all know how that turned out," Sarah chuckles. The results of that "accident" had been left over Chinese plastered on every surface of the kitchen with the destroyed microwave thrown in the sink to extinguish the fire. Bruce also had to take care of a number of burns from flying pieces of metal. Pepper banned Thor from going any closer than five feet to the microwave with any part of his body.
"I, unlike my brother, can be taught. I learned how to use your technology quite well," Loki counters.
"Loki, how would you tell someone that you can't be where you need to be?" Laura asks.
"Friend or foe?" Loki inquires.
"Friend."
"Sorry, friend, I have a prior engagement and cannot be there," Loki replies.
"The correct response would be," Sarah says with a chuckle.
"Sorry, I can't be there. Maybe next time," Laura replies dryly. "Sarah, you were right."
"We can't all be perfect, Miss Logan," Loki snarls.
"I'm not close to perfect. Also, that sentence was perfect until you called me Miss Logan. You look my age, call me Laura." Loki puts a hand to his face in annoyance. Sarah's hand lands on his shoulder.
"Loki, you need to learn this."
"I know. And to think, I start school with you soon," Loki scoffs.
"That reminds me," Natasha says with a smirk. "We came up with a name for your time in public. Lukas Norling is your name. You're a second-generation immigrant from Sweden; it explains your slight accent. Your parents worked for SI but were killed. With no family and being a US citizen, Tony and Pepper took you in as your legal guardians."
"Shoot me now," Loki complains. "You do know that Stark will torture me, correct? He's going to rub it in my face that he's my guardian for the stay. Couldn't it be Thor?" The kids laugh at Loki's obvious frustration.
"Come now, Loki, Lukas isn't that bad of a name. Just three letters off of yours," Sarah teases. Loki rolls his eyes causing the group to chuckle. He was picking up being a teenager quite easily.
North of NYC, at Xavier's Institute, Steve watches as his son lies down on the bed. He had agreed to the psych exam first followed by a verbal conversation. Steve takes his son hand and squeezes it.
"I'll be with Logan," Steve tells him. SJ nods and looks to the Professor. The teenager nods for the professor to start and relaxes his body the best he can. Steve watches silently for a moment before leaving the room. He finds Logan waiting for him in the foyer.
"What's bothering you Steve?" Logan asks as they head to the kitchen to sit and drink coffee for a few hours.
"Logan, remember the day after Sarah left for her trip to Asgard when we had to call McCoy in to help with a medical issue?" Steve inquires.
"I remember." Steve and Logan sit at the table with a cup in their hands.
"I was dying," Steve says glancing up at his old friend. "My serum was disintegrating rapidly. They worked on a cure but couldn't find one with my blood alone. So they tried Sarah and SJ's blood because they have serum. They made a cure from their samples so I'm fine now. I was so close to dying, and it scared me. I would be leaving SJ and Sarah alone with the Avengers. I'm they're dad. I mean, my dad died early, I barely remember him. But they know me. If I had died, god, Sarah would have gone nuts. She would have been the next Red Skull probably or Zemo."
"Steve, your kids are in good hands," Logan insists.
"I know they are. I'm just worrying. And another thing, they tested to see the difference between our DNA strands," Steve begins as he glances at his friend over his coffee mug. "SJ, he's not really my first gen clone."
"What do you mean?"
"The other boys, the ones older than Sarah, they all had instabilities and had to be medicated. We know that from when we found their bodies. But Sarah and SJ, they're perfectly fine in most aspects. Sarah's DNA, hers was the break through. Her blood was then copied when she was an infant and cloned with the introduction of my male gene back into those markers that needed it to create SJ. In reality, he's both Sarah and mine clone because of the small genetic difference between me and Sarah," Steve explains. "I haven't had the heart to tell either of them."
"Don't, they don't need to know," Logan insists. "You're all clones, one way or another. Just be happy you have your daughter back, Steve." Steve nods and sets his head down on the table.
Back in New York City, Peter swings through the air with Ava and Nova hot on his tail. The trio tackles the kidnappers and Danny snatches Cassie Lang from their grasps.
"Cassie, hold still!" Danny orders as he goes to release her from her ropes a few blocks away.
"I want my dad!"
"I'm going to take you to him." Danny picks up the small child and runs through the streets to the waiting SUV. Scott jumps out of the SUV with Bobbi watching from inside of the SUV. Scott Lang had just signed up to work with SHIELD full time.
"Dad!" Cassie giggles jumping into her father's arms. Scott holds her close and looks at Danny.
"Thank you."
"Not a problem."
"Iron Fist," Bobbi says and Danny looks at her, "the Avengers family has another member. Just thought I'd let you know. Fury will brief you when you get back to the helicarrier."
"Thanks Agent Morse." Bobbi nods and Danny runs off to help his friends. Luke grabs him and flings him at the attackers causing Danny to strike them out like they were bowling.
"REALLY!" Danny shouts breaking his usual characteristic monk like attitude.
"Sorry, first thing that came to mind," Luke confesses. Danny simmers for a few minutes before telling them that they have to head back to the helicarrier.
"I am going to shoot you," Clint snarls at a random recruit. "YOU DO NOT USE THE LAST ARCHERY TARGET!" Clint's temper is at well, Level Hulk right now. Some crack shot new agent, codename Bowman, had used the last archery target. Bowman holds out a stack of new targets.
"That's why I got these, Agent Barton. I'm sorry I upset you. I didn't mean to. You're the reason I wanted to join SHIELD," Bowman says. The kid can't be 18 yet.
"How old are you?"
"I'll be 18 in June but I've been with the agency for a little over a year."
"That young?"
"I'm a special case."
"Just what we need around here, another special case. That makes what? Six or eight of you young guns? Let's see what you got, kid." Bowman smiles and draws his bow, identical to Hawkeye's, back and releases the arrow. "Not bad kid."
"Thank you sir!"
"Where'd Fury pick you up?" Clint inquires.
"Michigan." Clint nods as he sends a target down the range and notches an arrow. "Can you give me some tips, Agent Barton, sir?"
"First, don't call me sir. You're about the age of my niece so that makes me feel really old," Clint mutters. "Secondly, practice with different weighted tips. I use explosive charges, grappling hooks, and a few other types of arrows. Each one weighs differently. You need to be able to compensate quickly for the change. Lastly, for now, get more practice with moving objects. If you can hit a moving object without looking, then you can hit a still target with a blindfold on."
"Thank you, Agent Barton." Clint smirks. He glances the golden brown/blond haired boy over. Clint chuckles at the thought of introducing the boy to his niece. That would be an interesting meet up.
"All right, now that we've eaten," Pepper says as she pulls her shirt down a bit more, "we're heading into the mall." The teenagers follow the older women into the mall and smile at all the stores.
"Gambit, why don't you and Lukas go pick out some clothes for him?" Natasha suggests. They were all getting used to calling Loki Lukas now. "I'm sure you two can find some clothes that will fit him well."
"It'd be mah pleasure ma'am," Gambit says. Sarah nods to Loki and the god follows Gambit throuh the store the group had walked into. The girls head around picking out clothes and throwing them in a basket. They meet Gambit and Loki in the teen's section and smirks at the myriad of clothes Loki has. Gambit holds out a leather coat to the god to compare it.
"Buy it," Sarah says walking up. The two men look up as Laura slings an arm around Sarah's shoulders and Rogue puts her arm up on Sarah's shoulder.
"It fits him," Laura agrees.
"If Ah wasn't in love wit Gambit, I'd date him," Rogue confesses.
"Don't blame you," Laura chuckles. The boys deposit the clothes, shoes, and a few accessories with colognes in the cart. Good thing they bought it on Tony's card.
"All right Director," Luke says sitting down at the conference table in the helicarrier with the rest of his teammates around him, "who is this new member of the Avengers family that we need to know about?"
"Loki," Fury answers shortly. "He has taken the form of a teenage boy and is currently residing at the Avengers Tower for the foreseeable future. Apparently the family bond with Sarah was too strong for him to stay away from Earth."
"Great, the God of Mischief is here," Ava mutters.
"He's not that bad, Ava, and you know it," Peter growls. "Why the form of a teenager?"
"He's going to go to school with Sarah, and he's going to have all of the classes she does as well. His cover name is Lukas Norling and he's Sarah's age. His cover story is that his parents worked for SI and were killed. Tony and Pepper are his legal guardians. I'm telling you all of this so you can keep an eye on him and make sure nothing bad happens. Also, befriend him and help him adapt to his new life," Nick orders.
"We're God babysitters?" Luke scoffs.
"Pretty much. Also, Loki will be helping Sarah in any superhero duties she performs so in extension he will also be helping you." Sam smacks his head off the table a couple of times in annoyance. There's a knock at the door and Fury looks up to see his latest young recruit standing there in full SHIELD gear.
"Bowman," Fury acknowledges.
"Sir, we have a lead on the smuggling ring," Bowman says.
"Dismissed team." Fury leads the Bowman to his office and sits down. Bowman hands him the file in front of him.
"Aaron Barton, you're a pain in my ass you know that?" Fury mutters sitting down.
"Not as bad as my uncle," Aaron says with a smirk.
"No, you're not as bad as Clint, I'll give you that." Fury looks up at the youngest of the Barton clan. "However, you're not as old as your uncle yet. Where's your father?"
"I don't know. He's still pissed off about Clint never going with him into the army and the fact that he shot him," Aaron says offhandedly. "Last I knew he was training with Trickshot to be able to take out Uncle Clint." Fury shakes his head. If Barney Barton ever went after Clint, there would be hell to pay. And the really bad thing would be Aaron Barton on Clint's side of that mini-war. Aaron holds a file out to Fury who starts to read the new paper work inside of it.
"Jesus. How many girls does that make?" Fury asks.
"Sixteen. Since these are rural races a lot of people are just saying they ran off to join the big leagues," Aaron explains. "My information leads me to believe that they're being held somewhere until a private plane comes to smuggle them out of the country." Aaron looks slightly sadder. "Her name was Angelica Jones; she was a good friend of mine."
"Pack your bags. Meet me in the hanger bay in twenty minutes. It's nearly ten now. If we fly fast enough, the two of you will be gone by eleven," Fury mutters.
"Two of us?" Aaron inquires.
"It's time you met the Captain's daughter officially. Suit up." Aaron leaves the room and gathers all the things he needs for his trip back to Michigan. He smirks at the thought of meeting the person agents had nicknamed Lady Star otherwise known as Captain America's daughter. She'd be the lure; he'd be her backup and source of knowledge.
Later that night, after the three kids have gone off to bed, the adults gather around in the living room. Pepper is sitting on Tony's lap with her head on his shoulder. Natasha is in a similar position on top of Steve. Bobbi is also in the room having come to spend time with Clint.
"So, Pepper and I have an announcement," Tony says. "Along with getting married in a few weeks," Pepper smiles at the thought, they hadn't told Sarah yet, "we are happy to announce that Pepper is pregnant with our first child. The baby is due in late June early July."
"That's great Tony!" Bruce laughs shaking his friend's hand.
"We're going to have a little Stark running around the mansion," Pepper chuckles. "It's too soon to tell the sex though."
"Let's hope the baby has your responsibility, Pep," Tony chuckles kissing his fiancée.
"Well, if they're going to break news," Clint pipes up, "Bobbi is a month pregnant with our baby. So ours will come along late July. We eloped silently a month ago." Clint shows the ring on his finger.
"I was hoping that Natasha would be the godmother," Bobbi says looking at the older woman.
"It would be my pleasure," Natasha insists. "Well, if they're coming out I guess I will. Steve and I are trying for a baby and it looks like this last round of medicine lowered my body's system enough that there just might be a little one growing inside me. If the pregnancy stays, the child is due about mid July."
"Three newborns around the same time, this shall be interesting," Thor chuckles. "I forgot to mention, Sif is pregnant with our first child. And I'm hoping Sarah will be the godmother. We expect the child in early June."
"Sarah would love that Thor!" Natasha laughs.
"Well, I want to head to bed," Pepper says.
"Pepper, Tony, can Natasha and I talk to you for a few moments?" Steve asks.
"Sure," Pepper answers. The two pairs walk to Tony's office and sit down around the room. Steve looks at Tony seriously.
"I have a few things to ask of you Tony. I need help speeding up the wedding day so Natasha doesn't have to get a new dress," Steve says. "If you would give us a hand, I'd be grateful."
"Of course Steve! How about the 18th of January? That's a week before mine and Pepper's wedding and I know that the ballroom is open," Tony says.
"You could swing that?" Steve scoffs.
"Of course."
"Done," Natasha says. "The other thing we wanted to talk about was something more of a sensitive matter."
"What is it?" Pepper asks.
"Steve and I are hoping that you will agree to be Sarah and SJ's legal guardians if anything were to happen to us before they're 18," Natasha explains. "The Avengers will take care of them, of course, but we need legal guardians and we thought you would be the best."
"Only if you agree to be likewise with our child," Tony counters.
"You have it," Steve says. The four smile and nod. The paperwork would be done soon. Natasha wraps an arm around Steve as they walk toward their room. "I want to check up on Sarah and SJ."
"I'm going to bed. If Sarah's still up, tell her," Natasha says kissing Steve on the cheek. "See you in bed sweetheart." Steve walks away while Natasha goes into their bedroom. Steve opens Sarah's bedroom door to see the blond staring at her teddy bear.
"Hey Sarah, can I come in?" Steve asks.
"Sure Dad." Steve walks into the room and sits down on the bed in front of his daughter. She sets the teddy bear to the side and looks up at Steve. "What's been bothering you and Mom lately?" Steve chuckles, figures Sarah would figure it out sometime.
"Well, there is something Natasha and I want to tell you and your brother. So, I guess I'll tell you all now. Natasha and I are getting married sooner because it appears that the medication has finally allowed us to have a child," Steve says. Sarah beams and hugs Steve tightly.
"That's great Dad! If it's a boy are you still naming it James?" Sarah questions.
"I don't know sweetie. Now, there's some more news too. I don't know if the others would want me telling you now but I might as well get it all out now. Tony and Pepper are getting married a week after Natasha and I. They are also having their first child. Clint, we just found out, has been secretly married to Bobbi Morse for a month now and she's pregnant with their firstborn. And even though you know about Thor's child, he is considering you for the role of godmother." Sarah smiles brighter.
"I'm so excited!"
"Excuse me," JARVIS says, "Director Fury is waiting in the common room. He wishes to see Miss Rogers." Sarah climbs off the bed and walks to the common room with Steve following a few steps behind. Natasha had been alerted by the quinjet flying into the hanger bay in the Tower. Fury is standing near the elevator door with Agent Aaron Barton at his side. Sarah grabs a blanket on her way through and throws it over her shoulders like a shawl. Sarah spots Aaron and pauses mid step but easily shakes it off.
"What can I do for you Nick?" Sarah asks coming closer. Steve's eyes narrow as Nick hands her a folder.
"Hopefully about to take down a human trafficking ring with your help. This is Aaron, he knows the most about the case," Nick states motioning to the teenager. Sarah takes the file and starts to read it over. "We need you to go undercover and find the girls."
"Nick, I have blond hair not red like Mom," Sarah counters.
"Wig or dye, your choice," Nick replies.
"Nick, we've talked about this. I don't want Sarah anywhere near SHIELD missions until she's 18, you know that," Steve snarls.
"Steve, the mission will take five days tops. She'll be back for the school year. If I didn't need her skill set and temper, I would have gone to Laura. Ava's skin is too dark so she doesn't qualify. Sarah is the only one young enough. You and I both know I don't want to put her in the field, but we need her," Nick says.
"Mom, I need to borrow a wig. I'll have my usual gear around in a few minutes," Sarah says handing Nick the folder back. "I'll meet you in the hanger bay. Do you have the other clothing and equipment I'll need?"
"They're waiting for you at your destination." Sarah nods and walks off. SJ and Loki are outside of her bedroom door when she comes back to her room. She walks in and grabs her uniform bag. She ducks into the bathroom as her "brothers" come into the bedroom.
"Where are you going?" Loki demands.
"Mission. I'll be back in a couple of days," Sarah answers. "SJ, look after Loki for me."
"No I don't want you to go," SJ snaps. Sarah rolls her eyes as she zips up the vest over her shirt. She had gotten faster at changing at least. She pulls her slightly longer hair up in a ponytail.
"SJ, sixteen girls are about to be shipped out of the country by a human trafficking ring. I have a chance to stop it with some other agents help. They need me to get in and find the girls," Sarah calls out of the bathroom door. She pulls her boots on and strings them up.
"I don't like this either, Sarah," Loki states as the blond walks out and grabs her equipment bag from under her bed. She retrieves her weapons from their hiding places and stashes them in the bag. Loki grabs her wrist as she goes to pick up the bag. "Sarah."
"I will be fine, I promise. I just want to help get these girls home, okay? If there was another agent, I wouldn't be doing this but I'm the only one that fits the profile close enough. Even then I have to wear a wig while on the mission. I will be fine. I'll check in with you when I land at my destination and I'll call when I'm done with my mission, okay?" Loki's gaze stays firm but gradually softens. "I promise, brothers, I will be safe."
"Come back to us safe and sound, sis," SJ says hugging her. Sarah smiles and hugs her little brother back.
"I will." Loki hugs the blond and kisses her cheek.
"If you need me, just contact me and I will be there in a flash," Loki promises.
"I know, big brother," Sarah chuckles. "You two be good while I'm gone and take care of each other. SJ, why don't you get the gang around and take Loki out to see the city or something tomorrow?"
"Will do sis." Sarah nods and walks out of the room. Loki sleeps on the floor of SJ's room that night to wake him every time the nightmares start.
"Be safe, little one," Natasha says hugging her daughter as she hands her the bag full of makeup and a few wigs.
"I will Mom. See you when I get back." Steve hugs her silently. Their eyes have the conversation that both know by heart. She walks to the elevator and goes up to the hanger bay. Aaron and Nick are waiting for her when she arrives.
"Good to be working with you, ma'am," Aaron says, "officially."
"Don't call me ma'am," Sarah counters. "Pleasure to meet you. Sarah Rogers."
"Aaron Barton, they call me Bowman." Sarah smirks at the coincidence.
"He's Clint's nephew," Nick tells her after the ramp has closed. Sarah tosses her bag next to Aaron's and sits down in one of the seats.
"So, Aaron, you went by a different name the last time we met. If I remember it was Clint back then," Sarah says looking at the teen.
"I was in basic training and not allowed to give out my personal name. You look a hell of a lot better than you did last winter," Aaron comments as they sit down on the cots on opposite sides of the plane.
"Yeah. So, you still like me?"
"I'm scared to try and rekindle anything. Your family will kill me," Aaron counters. "I mean, seriously. You have Captain American and Black Widow for parents. And if that wasn't bad enough, you also have Hawkeye, the Hulk, Iron Man, and the God of Thunder himself for uncles!"
"It's good to see you again, Aaron. We'll see how this mission goes, cherry lips."
Aaron's face goes ten different shades of red. "That was Chap Stick!"
"Whatever, they still tasted like cherry," Sarah laughs. They had met before. In the early months of her training, Sarah had met a young recruit who she frequently sparred against. He called himself Clint. After he disappeared out of the blue one day, she never heard about him again. And here he was, her partner for the mission. She wonders vaguely if his lips still taste like the cherry Chap Stick, he had kissed her after he knocked her flat on her ass during training one day. After the plane had taken off, Sarah lays down on one of the two cots and sleeps for a couple of hours. Aaron had taken the other cot.
"Please, I want to go home," a dark red head cries as she's locked in a cell.
"This is your new home," a menacing voice chuckles. The cold Michigan air nips at him as he exits the building heading back to the town with the next snowmobile race. He had one last girl to pick up. He hadn't gotten the pictures of his new candidates yet but he would get the last girl.
So, yeah that's the chapter. HOWEVER! I HAVE QUESTIONS FOR YOU! *smiles*
Info concerning the questions: Set one of questions concerns Steve and Natasha's wedding. By this time, a new family member, a stepdaughter from Sarah's old corporation days, has come into the picture. So yeah, she's part of the Rogers family now. Just throwing her out there.
1) Who should walk Natasha down the aisle? (I have Coulson planning on it, but do you all agree?)
2) Who shall officiate the ceremony? Should I just come up with a random person?
3) Who should be Natasha's Maid of Honor?
4) Who should be Steve's Best Man? (Keep in mind, the Maid of Honor and Best Man make speeches and dance together.)
5) Who else should be bride's maids and groomsmen? Pair them if you would.
6) Who should be the Flower Girl?
7) Who should be the Ring Bearer? (He and #6 will dance together)
8) Who should dance with Steve for the Mother-Son dance? Do you have a song in mind?
9) Whoever is #1 (see question 1) will dance with Natasha. What song should it be?
10) Dress colors! Please send me ideas.
11) Suit colors for each member of the groom's side.
12) Any theme to the wedding?
13) Um... Ah yes, preferences on who shows up?
Now that overly long list is over. On to the next round of questions. These concern Pepper and Tony's marriage. These will be letter!
A) Does anyone know if Pepper's parents are alive? If they aren't, who should walk her down the aisle?
B) Who will dance with Tony for his Mother-Son dance? Song?
C) (Concerning person named in A) Got a song for their Father-Daughter dance?
D) Maid of Honor and Best Man?
E) Groomsmen and Bride's Maids, paired if you will.
F) Flower Girl and Ring Bearer?
G) Theme?
H) Colors for dresses? Ideas?
I) Suit colors?
J) Who should show up?
Yes I know, long list of questions. I would suggest just copying and pasting the questions into your review and answering them. Seriously people, I"m lost on ideas, hence the two-three day early update! (No I'm not updating this weekend. This weekend is for writing and Econ notes.)
Who ever answers the questions will get a mention in the next chapter, please and thank you! Expect the next update next weekend!