So personally, I think this is a funny chapter. I don't know! It's up to you guys :)

Maeve's POV

I sat on the couch watching tv, when Bruce came in.

"Hey uh, Mae?" I turned towards him, turning off the tv.

"What's up Bruce?" He shuffled around.

"I think we should do some tests to see what stuff Marcus injected in you." He said. Oh yeah. I stood up, and followed him into the labs. Tony was in there as well, prepping the needles for taking blood. He turned towards me and smirked.

"Well hello there. Have you talked to Captain FedEx recently?" He said. I looked at him confused. "He delivered you a big package this morning. You couldn't miss it." He winked. I turned beet red and stuck out my arm.

"Take the blood." Tony's grin widened, showing all teeth. He sauntered over to me, swishing his hips.

"Oh look at me," He said in a high pitched voice and raised his arms in the air. "I'm little Miss Mae, and I get goody two shoe war veteran superheroes hard." He grabbed my arm and stuck the needle in, when we heard a cough at the door. We turned to see Steve, with a blush to beat mine, standing at the doorway.

"Heh." Bruce chuckled to himself walking out of the door past Steve, giving him a pat on the shoulder. I looked away from Steve mortified, and focused on the blood filling into the shot Tony was giving me. Steve walked towards us and sat on the counter that I was sitting in front of in a chair. He was so close I could lean my head to the side and rest it on his leg. I focused on my blood for a solid ten minutes after that. Wait a sec. Shouldn't it be done by now? Ooh. Good subject change. I coughed.

"Hey uh- Tony." He glanced my way, and I assume Steve did too. Good he's pretending he didn't hear Tony's little 'imitation' of me. Or maybe, he really didn't! But with my luck he probably did. I thought about his really red face. Yeah. He did. "Why are you taking so much blood?" Steve leaned over, and I could feel his breath on my neck. The little hairs stood up. Not that I minded. Wait what?

"I'm not." He said. A little too innocently. I squinted my eyes.

"You've taken more than a pint. You only need one syringe to do blood testing." Steve stated. I shivered a little at his voice. Husky. Stop you creep! Steve and Tony looked at me bewildered. I looked back at them confused, before realization hit me with a brick. Tony broke out in a grin.

"Did you just call Capsicle a creep? Holy shit!" He laughed, taking out the little needle in my arm and clipped the bag. Horrified, I looked over to Steve, who looked hurt. Oh man.

"Steve! Oh my god! T-that was not about you! I swear that wasn't meant for you!" I said. I promise I don't think you're a creep. At all!" Steve just chuckled an nodded while Tony looked over to me.

"So it was about me?" He asked. I shook my head.

"N-no! It wasn't about either of you...I.." Steve and Tony were looking at me as if I had grown two heads. A knowing grin sprouted onto Tony's mouth.

"Oh I see. You were talking about yourself. Didn't mean to say it out loud though." He smirked, and Steve looked lost. Good. Tony walked over to Steve and I and plopped onto the counter next to Steve.

"Um no I-" He interrupted me.

"Were you thinking about his eyes?" He draped his body across Steve and held his shoulders and turned his head towards me, stroking Steve's face. "Or maybe his deep, sexy voice that was having sex with your eardrums?" I blushed, and so did Steve. He pushed Tony off of him, who promptly tumbled off of the counter. "Hmm." He sat up, sitting on the ground with his legs laid out in front of him. A smile still in his face. I refused to turn red, and glared at Tony.

"You're ridiculous." He stood up and grabbed the blood bag.

"No I'm not." He smirked before tripping and letting the bag slip from his grip. Immediately, I launched forward and snatched the bag without thinking. "Oopsie-daisy!" Steve looked at me in shock. I looked at myself in shock.

"Was that a test?" I asked, my voice quiet.

"Yeah. You passed though." A voice said behind me. I turned to see Bruce. Who had a knowing little smirk on his face. Butthole.

"We wanted to see if you had good reflexes. You did. Too good." Tony said. "Which means one thing-"

"The serum is working?" Steve cut in. Tony gave him a little glare, obviously not liking the interruption.

"Yes. Captain FedEx. If you let me finish you wouldn't need to ask." Tony said. Steve rolled his eyes.

"Captain FedEx. That's a new one." He muttered. Tony overheard, and smiled mischievously. I snapped my head up, and Bruce grinned into his cup of coffee.

"Oh well let me be a good friend and expla-" I kicked his shin, hard, and he glared at me. "Ow." I looked at Bruce.

"So what's gonna happen?" I asked him.

"Well so far we think since you were given no Vita-Rays, it'll be a slow process. Similar to Izzy." He said. I chewed on my lip.

"You okay?" Steve asked, putting a hand on my shoulder.

"Yeah. It's just...weird." He patted my shoulder.

"It'll be alright." He gave me a smile, and I smiled back.

"You should name you're baby after me. You know...since you'll be needing it." Tony said. Without looking at him I snapped a comment back.

"Sorry but we already decided on naming it after Bruce." With that, I got up and walked out of the room, ignoring the shocked looks from the three men.

"You've seemed to have stumped them Miss Mae. It's not every day you turn Master Stark speechless." I smirk.

"Well, he had it coming." I made my way to the main room and plopped on the couch next to Jace.

"Hey."

"Hey." We sat in silence for a while, me leaning my head on his shoulder, then I looked on the tv to see what he was watching. I snorted.

"Say yes to the dress?"

"Shut up."


An hour later, a shirtless Izzy and amused Bucky strolled into the room, with an exasperated Steve trailing behind carrying a pink shirt.

"Izzy, just put it on!" Steve all but begged. Izzy made a face before plopping on the couch on the other side of Jace. "There's nothing wrong with it."

"There's everything wrong with it. It's pink." She said the word with such disgust, Bucky and I snorted. Steve sent us both glares. God he's such a mom. I couldn't wipe off the smirk on my face. Steve sighed and sagged his shoulders and glared at the ceiling, reminding me of a thirteen year old girl who was just told she couldn't go to the movies with a boy she liked.

"Okay." He said slowly. "If I get you a purple shirt, would you wear it?"

"No."

"But those are the only colors that match your pants!" He exclaimed, throwing the shirt up in the air. Bucky and Jace laughed, and I followed quickly.

"Steve, just get her another colored shirt. It's only us." I said. He ran a hand through his hair.

"Fine. Iz, if I get you a blue shirt, will you wear it?" She nodded. "Good." With that, he jogged out with the pink shirt in hand, and made his way to Izzy's floor.

"That was beautiful." Jace commented.

"I love this tomboy phase." Bucky said. "I hope it lasts forever." I chuckled.

"You just like seeing him get annoyed that her outfits don't match."

"Oh come on can you blame me?" I smirked.

"Not really." Izzy crawled over Jace and plopped on my lap. I braided her hair lazily as we watched the tv and Bucky sat next to Jace, where Izzy was. Steve returned soon with a blue shirt in his hand.

"Arms up." He commanded. She immediately stuck her arms in the air, waiting patiently for him to finish sliding the shirt over her head. Steve stepped back, and nodded. "It'll do." Bucky scoffed.

"Does my outfit look okay to you too mom?" He asked. Steve punched him in the shoulder, before sitting down next to him.

"Shut up jerk."

"Make me punk." Bucky grabbed Steve in a headlock and gave him a noogie. Izzy looked on the screen to see a wedding dress with a sweetheart neckline and tight around the waist and hips and flowed out.

"Miss Mae that would look pretty on you." Izzy said. I smiled.

"Thank you Izzy. It is a pretty dress isn't it?" She glanced up at me.

"You should wear it to your wedding." Bucky and Jace both snorted.

"I'm not getting married sweetie."

"Not yet." The look in her eye mirrored Tony's look so well I could swear she was his actual daughter. With that, she walked out of the room, not before giving a noticeable glance at Steve, then back to me before walking out of the room. We all sat in silence.

"Holy shit. She's a miniature Tony." Jace said. Bucky, Steve and I just nodded.

Hope you enjoyed it! Leave a review! Also, I've decided I will write a Sherlock story, and it's in the works right now. I've scrapped like four beginnings and it's driving me nuts haha. I think I finally got the right one. I might do a Psych one as well. Don't know if you know that show. It's one of my favorites and has been since I was a kid. It's a good show, look into it. :)