Disclaimer: I don't own Marvel or its characters, just my OC.

When I heard someone get up outside my room, I went out into the living room (or at least that's what I believe it is). Who did I find? Pepmonster. Great and she could be my stepmother...who wants to bet I won't stay home often? Anyway, she must be in a good mood because she offered to make me breakfast...and how can any TEENAGE girl turn down free food?

While Pepmonster was making it, we had a little talk. Here's how it went:

Pepmonster said, "Tony tells me you know he's your father?"

I said, "Yea, I do. Why do you care?"

"Well, I'm dating him and I know this must be hard for you to accept as I know you don't like me much." (BINGO! She finally gets it!)

"How so?"

"I spent enough time with your assistant to know."

"Great. I need to teach her how to keep that mouth of her's shut." (Beware Willow. I'm coming for you. Hehe)

"It's a useful skill for her to..."

"Let me stop you right there. With the kind of work and stuff I do, she needs to NOT say a word."

"What kind of...work do you do?"

"Ain't telling you."

Pepper pretended to get all upset. "Why?"

"1) I don't trust you. 2) it's none of your business."

"Jeez, sooooorrry. So like him." (Ain't that the truth?)

"Why? Cuz I'm secretive and don't want people I don't trust to know?"

"Exactly."

"If, IF, I was to tell you...it wouldn't end well. I'm pretty sure you can't handle it."

"Yeah right."

"Pepmon...Pepper, I've seen it and it ain't pretty."

"Ok, fine." (She believed that? I'm getting really good at telling little white lies.)

She finished the breakfast and brought it over to the 'bar' and sat down next to me. (Oh, I love the sweet smell of the most delicious food on the plant. Just to clarify, it's bacon.) I would've moved but, Tony sat down right next to me on the other side of me.

Tony said, "Did you sleep at all last night?"

I looked up at him and said, "No, but it's normal for me to not sleep."

Pepmonster looks at me like I'm crazy and says, "That's not normal." (No shit, really women?)

"For you, maybe, for me, it is. I can go up to 5 months-a year (if I wanna push my luck, a year and I've also tired it). I may or may not have tested it."

Now both Tony and Pepmonster were looking at me with worried looks.

"If you're lucky, Fury might 'kill' me for you, with what I'm about to tell him. Later."

I got up, went into my bedroom, changed into blue jeans, a Black Sabbath t-shirt, and my only good pair of shoes, then left. While on the elevator, I could already see how much hell Pepmonster was give me. As well as ways to delay telling Fury, cuz honestly, I don't wanna die today. I mean, the world would end if I died...right? Whatever.

On my way to S.H.I.E.L.D., I stopped at Starbucks. At Starbucks I got a white chocolate mocha and sat down to enjoy it. What I didn't realize or really care about was who I sat next to. It was Nat (Natasha)...sense when does she like Starbucks? I said, "Hey Nat."

Nat jumped and said, "Oh, hey Abi. Didn't see you."

"I'm getting better."

"Sure...what brings you here?"

"I need to think. You?"

"Oddly enough, the same."

"Lover boy? (Clint)"

"What? Oh...um...no. It's about you." (Awe, how nice, you actually care about me? *fake cry*. What did you do Nat?)

I pretended to act innocent. "What I do?"

"Oh, nothin...surprisingly. I heard from Fury you know Tony is your dad."

I took a sip of my mocha. "Yea and?"

"How you dealing with it?"

"Don't tell me you and lover boy knew as well?!"

"We did kid, but we both forgot once we got to know you." (Sure you did. That's why you compared me to him almost every day.)

I looked into her mind. I sighed. "And you're telling the truth." (For the most part.)

"Yea, anyway, can you answer my question now."

"Oh, I'm fine...glad I have a dad."

"Abi..."

"Freaked out? Yes, but I want a father, I haven't had one."

"So, what did you come here to think about?"

I took a sip of my mocha then said, "Way to tell Fury, I quit S.H.I.E.L.D."

Nat looked at me. "What do you mean?"

"I'm done with S.H.I.E.L.D. I think it's time I spent time with my dad." (Did I just admit I wanted to spend time with...Tony?)

"Understandable, but Abi, you can't just..."

I cut her off and looked at her with a serious look. "Yes I can, I'm old enough to make decisions for myself." (Have been for a while but when living with stupid people...it's kinda difficult.)

"Abi, you don't understand."

I got up with mocha in hand. "Natasha, don't fight me, you know you'll lose." Then I left.

The whole walk to S.H.I.E.L.D., I was trying to find a way to tell Fury. I'm normally good with telling Fury things, but for some reason, I can't. On the way, I ran into Clint (literally). I said, "Hey, lover boy."

Clint said, "Hey kid, what you doing and please don't call me that."

"On my way to see Fury. Nat's at Starbucks. Also, I'll call you whatever I please, so deal with it."

Lover boy rolled his eyes. "I know where Nat is. Also Abi, I know what you're going to do...you can't."

"Not you to! You're supposed to be my supportive 'brother'. It's not your decision."

"You honestly don't know, do you?"

"Know what? That my adoptive mother signed a contract stating I can't quit S.H.I.E.L.D. till I'm 18? Yea, I got that covered."

"How'd you...never mind."

"Plus I found a way out. If you wanna hear this, come with me. Cuz I ain't saying it twice."

"I'm good. I have a dat...err, um...meeting with Nat. Later." (They are finally getting together? Jeez, that took a couple years too long.)

Lover boy walked off and I realized I just found my excuse. I sat down once I got to Times Square and looked up this document (on my bracelet) that I made up, but happens to be real. According to the document, it will only work if I wasn't reunited with Tony...bingo! I got up and ran to S.H.I.E.L.D.

At S.H.I.E.L.D.; I was greeted by my 'dad', Coulson. I said, "Where's Fury?"

My 'dad' said, "Expecting you. Follow me. "In his head he was thinking, great, what you do this time? All I could think was, for once, absolutely nothing.

"Fine, I'll follow."

"So, how's your birth dad working out?"

"Don't be jealous dad. You'll still be dad to me." (If it isn't clear enough, Coulson was the guy who took me in, as his own. So, yes, I call him dad...get over it.)

"Thanks Abi." He said while hugging me as we were walking down the hall.

We stop at Fury's office. I said, "See yea."

He leaves and I very slowly walk in. (As I'm getting closer to seeing Fury, I'm starting to regret it more and more.)

As I open the door, Fury says, "Ah. Hello, Agent Stark." (He hasn't used that in a while. Shit, my 'dad' was right, sorta. What did he find and what did I do?

I said, "Hello, Director Eye-patch. Soooooooo, I need to talk to you."

"I know, but I need to talk to you first. So sit down."

I sat and felt like I was preschool again (I got in trouble a lot back then). I said, "So...you gonna fucking talk or?"

Fury said, "You can't live with Tony." (*laughing*)

"What? Of all the things to worry about...is that all you're worried about?"

"He's not good (no shit, I'm the same way). I'd rather have you raised by Natasha."

"Fury, he's my FATHER. Might I add he's watching this."

"How...never mind, but I've been making decisions for you for a while to keep you safe." (HA! You wish!)

"Haha. I've been making my own decisions sense I was 5. Also, I quite."

Fury froze up. He said, "Excuse me?"

"You heard me. I said, I'm done with S.H.I.E.L.D."

"You can't quite."

"Oh, but can't I?"

Fury raised an eyebrow. "Do explain this." At this moment I decided to go through his head. Fury was thinking, this should be good. Oh, Fury, for once, you're right. (*Evil laugh*)

"I know about the contract my 'mum' made with you."

"Oh."

I stood up, walked to the door, and opened it. "On that note. Nice knowing you."

I left as quickly as I could. Cuz like I said before...I like living!