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Sammy's POV

I opened my eyes to see the ever familiar ceiling of my room at Stark Towers. I blinked the sleep out of my eyes and let out a quiet moan as I sat up in bed. My comforter slid down my shoulders and I winced as the cold air bit my bare skin.

"What time is it Jarvis?" I yawned as I slid my feet into my fuzzy slippers and trudged into the bathroom.

"11:47 Sammy. Once you're ready, go to the infirmary for a check up on your wounds."

"Alright, thanks."

We had just gotten back from Egypt yesterday and everyone was still a little shaken up about Tristan almost bleeding to death. I'm pretty sure Jenny slept in the infirmary last night just to stay close to him. But despite the little bump in the road, we had successfully managed to retrieve the gem, and that was the important thing.

After taking a shower and getting dressed, I left my room and made my way to the infirmary, my stomach growling loudly the whole way there.

So it was going to be one of those days.

Jarred's POV

I woke up early today, a rare thing for me. It wasn't even seven o'clock but I still crawled out of bed and pulled on some work out clothes. Even though I went to bed right after we came back from Egypt, I still felt pretty restless.

I don't know what came over me when Tristan collapsed yesterday, and whatever it was…I didn't like it. The guy was my best friend, ever since we fought together for the first time on a S.H.I.E.L.D. training mission and after all we've been through, I still managed to freeze up when he got hurt.

What the hell was wrong with me?

I never freeze up.

I guess it was the close call with death that finally managed to wake me up. This isn't a game anymore. It's real life, and if I'm not careful, I'd be wiped out before I would have a chance to prove myself that I'm not a failure.

I shook my head, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes as I gazed out of my window out to the divine view of New York City. It was cloudy today, too cloudy considering summer had just started, and it looked like it was going to rain but I didn't really care that much because right now I felt just like the clouds, wild and ready to burst with a storm.

Sammy's POV

I bit my lip as I waited for the elevator doors to open, contemplating on just taking the stairs to save time. But before I made my decision, the doors dinged open and my eyes widened at what occupied the space.

Jared stood there, dripping wet. His plain grey tee shirt clung to his skin as water dripped down his dark red hair and body onto the floor, forming a puddle at his feet.

"Jarred?"

Said boy looked up and shook his head, spraying me lightly with water, "Hey Sammy," his voice dropped at the end and he gave a small cough.

"Why are you…wet?"

"Um…I went for a run," he scratched the back of his head lightly, "And it started to rain." He coughed again and wrinkled his nose, looking adorable despite the situation he was in.

"Well you're going to get sick just standing around, come on," I grabbed his hand and pulled, "You need to go get changed."

"Actually, I was on my way up to the hospital wing to check up on Tristan but—" before he could finish his sentence, Jarred broke out into another, slightly more violent, coughing fit and I shook my head as I tugged him down the hallway by his wrist.

I kicked open the door to his bedroom and barged in, stepping over a pile of comic books and entering the adjourned bathroom. I turned on the shower and came out, only to find Jarred sitting on his bed, a far away look in his eyes, as if he wasn't quite there.

"Jarred?" He snapped out of whatever trance he was in, giving a small cough.

"Sorry…what?"

"Are you okay?"

I usually wasn't a worry wart, but this didn't seem like Jarred at all. He wasn't smiling or cracking sexual jokes or laughing. He looked like he had just watched Satan kick a puppy and couldn't do anything about it.

"I'm fine," he snapped, harder then I think he intended to. He shook his head again, "I'm fine," this time it was barley above a whisper.

I crossed the room and kneeled on the floor in front of him so he was looking down into my eyes, "I don't think you are."

He didn't say anything. He just continued to sit on his bed, dripping wet and shivering. I shook my head, standing up, "Come on, go take a shower, get warm. We'll talk about this later."

Jarred didn't budge so I let out a sigh, grumbling, "You're going to make me do everything myself then aren't you." I wasn't really complaining, I just said it to lighten the mood and I guess it worked because I saw his lips twitch into a sort of smile before they switched back to a frown.

I wrapped one arm around his waist and threw his other arm around my shoulder, helping him to the bathroom. After a couple steps, Jarred let put an inaudible grunt and continued to the bathroom without my help.

He only stopped to lean against the door frame, giving me a small smile, "Thank you."

He shut the door before I could respond.

Jenny's POV

I woke up practically freezing my boobs off. No really, I'm serious. I had slept in the hospital wing last night to stay close to Tristan incase he needed anything and I was starting to seriously regret it because some idiot had left the window open last night and it had started to rain, making the room really drafty and cold and ugh.

I threw off the white covers of the hospital bed I had slept in and slipped on the slippers at the end of my bed, trudging to shut the window.

My mind flashed back to about a year ago, when Sammy and I had that one sleepover where we found the DVD that took us to the Marvel universe. I remember it was really windy and I wasn't able to shut the window and I'm pretty sure Sammy might have thrown a pillow out of the window.

I smiled at the memory, so much had changed since then.

"Something funny?" asked a groggy voice and my head snapped to where it came from. Tristan was lying in the hospital bed next to the one I had slept in, shirtless with nothing but a thin sheet and some bandages covering his bare chest.

I shook my head smiling, "No just thinking," I crossed the room back to him and sat on my bed lightly, "How are you feeling? Can I get you anything?"

"Since when did you become my own personal nurse?" he joked and I chuckled.

"I dunno, I can leave if you want," I said even though we both knew I wasn't going to leave anytime soon.

"Nooooo," he moaned and I giggled, "I like your company. You're funny."

"Oh so you're keeping me around just because of my humor," I huffed, "How thoughtful of you"

Tristan chuckled lightly before he suddenly let out a cough. His eyes widened suddenly, "Ouch, my throat hurts."

"Here drink some water," I grabbed a glass off of the bedside table and poured some water in from the pitcher, thrusting the glass into his hands.

He gulped down the whole thing, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, "Thanks."

"No problem," I ran a hand through my tangled hair, only now realizing that I had gotten up not even two minutes ago and I probably looked like shit, with crusty eyes and dried drool on the side of my face, "Um, I have to pee!" I squeaked and hurried out of the room, suddenly really self conscious. I heard Tristan laughing behind me.

Tony's POV

I ran a hand threw my tangled hair as I walked out of the lab that I had been in all night. With the help of Banner, Jane, Darcy, and Dr. Netwon, we had finished studying and performing tests on both of the gems we had acquired. We had the mind gem from when we found Mars and Adam in the underground lab, and what we finally figured out, after much research, was that the gem we had found in the Sphinx was the soul gem. It was green colored and has the power to manipulate souls, living or dead. After we finished performing as many tests as we could to get a better understanding of the gems, I helped lock up them up so no one else would find them in case of an attack.

I punched the elevator button and not a second later, the doors let out a quite ding and opened up, "Top floor to my suite please Jarvis," I mumbled, rubbing my eyes with the heels of my hands.

"Right away sir. I'm also to inform you that you had a call from Director Fury this morning."

"Oh, what did he want?"

"He said that Agent Hawkeye would be returning to Stark Towers this afternoon with two new recruits. His mission was a success."

My eyes widened slightly. I completely forgot about SHIELD still recruiting for the Junior Avengers Initiative, I guess it just slipped my mind with all that had happened so far, "Do you have any information about them?"

"Only their names and ages. Nothing about their abilities. There's a girl young women of seventeen who goes by the name of Eleanor Creed and a young man, Ludwig Wolfstein, who's nineteen. Director Fury said he would send their files over later on today for you to go over. You're in charge of their training and responsible for them until Fury figures out what our next course of action is for the Avengers."

I let out a groan and ran my fingers threw my already messy hair again, the stress of this was really getting to me, I didn't even comment on "Ludwig Wolfstein" and how out of date his name is, "Alright Jarvis, did you prepare rooms for them yet?"

"Yes, their rooms are already prepared; they should be here in only a few short hours time sir."

"Alright thanks, now take me up to my suite, I need to take a nap."

"Yes, sir."

Sammy's POV

I sat on Jarred's unmade bed lightly, tapping my fingers against the comforter and humming to myself while Jarred took a shower. My mind wandered from place to place, never hovering over a topic for too long and eventually I came back to the memory of first meeting Jarred.

I snorted at the thought. It felt so long ago, when it was really just a month had passed since Jenny and I got back here. I remember running through the halls while Jarred and the security guards chased us and how I slammed the door on Jarred's nose and completely broke it. I remember how I thought he looking like a freaking Tumblr model when I first saw him with his messy red hair and how I thought his British accent was so sexy it made me want to cartwheel off of the Eiffel Tower.

I chuckled quietly at the thought. I also remember our argument later that day where Jarred punched the wall behind me and how we hated each other for a little while before things finally cooled down and we became what we are now. And what are we now exactly? Are we friends? Or something else?

I dismissed the thought as soon as it entered my mind. There's no way anything could happen between Jarred and I. But the real question was...did I want anything to happen between us?

Before I could think about it any longer though, the door to the bathroom opened and a whole bunch of steam came out along with Jarred who stepped out with nothing but a white towel around his waist.

My stomach exploded into not butterflies but just a whole bunch of stampeding hippos as if it was taco Tuesday in the jungle where they lived or something. Water glistened off if Jarred's toned muscular chest and his hair dripped with water from his recent shower.

I could feel my face burning as I jumped off of his bed, "Um, I'll just go wait outside for you to change then shall I?" and before he could respond, I speed walked out of the room, tripping over a discarded sweatshirt on the floor on the way out.

Once I had shut the door, I allowed myself to take a breathe and gather my bearings but Jesus Christ a half naked sexy British boy is not doing anything to help calm my fangirl hormones.

Jenny's POV

I waited patiently outside the door of the hospital wing where Tristan was as Dr. Banner looked him over a final time. They had sent me out of the room, saying something about me be a "distraction" or some sort because I kept making funny faces at Tristan when Banner wasn't looking, causing him to laugh and Banner to become "distracted"

Whatever.

I leaned against the wall opposite of the door that Tristan was behind, running a hand through my hair. That was when I head the footsteps.

It was Tony, Hawkeye, and two other people who I've seen before. One was a guy who looked as if he was in his late teens or early twenties. He towered over both Tony and Hawkeye at around 6'4. He had pale blond hair, slicked back and icy, cold blue eyes that made me shiver just looking at them. His muscles were visible through his tight white tee shirt and his whole appearance reminded you of one of those men from a Bruce Willis Die Hard movie. And despite looking so young, there was something in his eyes that made you feel as if he was a lot older then he seemed, but maybe that's just me being paranoid. The girl next to him was a lot shorter then him but still pretty tall, around 5'8 and equally as tough looking with dark brown, wavy hair cut choppily just above her shoulders and hard, stone grey eyes. She was pale and had an athletic build and what looked like a permanent frown set into her mouth. An old scar stretched its way horizontally from the right side of her nose across her cheek.

The whole lot of them didn't even notice me at all, walking straight past the hallway that I was in with Tony leading the way, chattering about the Avengers and what not. It looked like everyone was in their own little world, completely ignoring Tony and looking around curiously, except for Hawkeye that is, who was cracking his knuckles impatiently.

I wonder if these were the new recruits everyone was going on about.

Probably.

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