Chapter Thirty-Seven.
Harry Potter woke up with the strangest sense of Deja-Vu. He looked around and saw that he was lying in a bed, in a trashed hotel room, hung over. There was a hot blonde in his bed, just like that time in that alien city which was the equivalent of Las Vegas. Harry couldn't remember the city off of the top of his head, but he could be excused in this potential situation. He was rather relieved to find out that he didn't have a wedding ring on his hand.
He mentally corrected himself when he saw that there were three blondes on his bed. The closest one on the bed was Carol. The other two take a moment for him to remember. He shook his head, clearing it.
He remembered their names to be Jennifer and Allison. Harry tried to mentally go back and figure out what just happened. Piecing it together was an adventure needles to say.
Almost twenty four hours ago, the Spectacular Spider-Girl was in the middle of a fight with the Enforcers. This was a common occurrence, but she mentally recalled how she had gotten here. She arrived straight in the middle of a gun fight between the Russian Mafia, the Big Man's faction, and a third group that she didn't know, but was pretty sure she would grow to hate.
As a matter of fact, Gwen was pretty surprised by just how well-armed they were, since they apparently got their hands on some black market Stark Industries equipment. That was really rare outside of the military, and by rare, she meant pretty impossible to get behind.
The charming Emma Frost acted as her mission support, because Harry was out of town. And she seemed quite thrilled with the prospect as ever. Gwen had a question though. 'So, how far can the bond signal be extended?'
'Well, with Jean and I boosting it, it can extend about half way around the world,' Emma thought.
Gwen dodged an attack from Oz. She moved around and clung a chunk of debris at his back. Oz groaned when it hit him. 'Then, why isn't Felicia more active in it, then?'
Emma frowned in response and gave Gwen an honest, candid answer. 'Harry likes to keep his presence out of Europe.'
Gwen continued her battle against the Enforcer's. Fancy Dan tried to nail her with a vicious roundhouse kick. She dodged underneath the attack. She avoided his wicked moves, and webbed his feet out from underneath him. All and all, she was doing a lot better than the last couple of times that she fought the Enforcers. Being thrown in a life or death situation would get a person to step up their game, if they didn't want to end up dead.
After taking Fancy Dan, she nearly ran into the fists of fury of Hammer Harrison.
'I wouldn't pat yourself on the back just yet,' Emma narrated.
Gwen avoided the rapid fire blows from the former heavyweight champion of the world. A series of violent attacks came close to taking her head off. She maneuvered him into position for a brutal attack until she could counter attack decisively.
Seconds before her spider-sense started going nuts. She flipped into the air and used her web shooters to get some distance.
Ox plowed into Hammer seconds later. Both men were sent crashing hard into the wall. Both men were taken out of the fight, at least for right now.
'And then there were two,' Emma thought.
Spider-Girl propelled herself up the side of the building. She saw Montana down on the ground. He looked about ready to lasso her, but she was going to beat him to the punch. A vicious flying dropkick took Montana down and caused him to crash down with a sickening thud.
That left Gwen to go one on one with Fancy Dan. Dan pulled out a pair of handguns, but she quickly ripped them from his hands using her web shooters.
Not to be denied, Fancy Dan pulled out a baton and charged her. Spider-Girl ducked the attack. "Not bad, with moves like that, you could try out for the marching band."
Fancy Dan tried to take her head off with a series of attacks. Spider-Girl jumped halfway into the air and nailed him in the chin with a raising flip kick. That left her standing on her feet and him reeling.
He reached into his coat to pull out another baton, which he snapped together with the other one to form an extendable staff.
"Compensating for something, much?" Spider-Girl asked. He did a rather impressive looking twirling maneuver. She supposed that it was supposed to be intimidating.
Spider sense went off, Spider-Girl dropped into a three point stance, and Montana's bull whip flew over the top of her head. It wrapped around Dan's staff and yanked him forward, sending him flying towards Montana.
She was already in position on the ground, so she sent Dan flying up into the air a good twenty feet. Gravity finally kicked in and he was sent crashing into the ground. She stood there, facing Montana, who looked back at her in narrow eyes.
"Draw," Spider-Girl said.
Montana tried to draw, but she used her enhanced reflexes, along with her web shooters to glue his hand to his gun holster. She jumped into the air and buried her fist into the side of his face. Montana flew backwards, landing to the ground.
Spider-Girl won this round against the Enforcers.
Mary Jane Watson parked herself on the rooftop, wearing a purple hoodie, which is pulled up giving her an extremely alluring look. It contrasted her hair nicely. She snapped photos of the fight between the Enforcers and Spider-Girl. It was easy to get photos, photos of Spider-Girl, since her girlfriend was Spider-Girl and she was out on a date with Gwen when they came across this situation.
The only problem was that she was not the only one watching. Mac Gargan was able to talk his way out of Police custody due to the fact that he was a licensed private investigator. This was despite the fact that he was following a Police Captain's daughter.
He was still following Ms. Watson, snapping pictures at her. Or at least he was, when suddenly the camera was yanked out of his hand. Gargan looked up with a scowl and saw an unimpressed Spider-Girl dangling upside down from a nearby wall. The camera was in her hand and she glared at him.
He couldn't help, but gulp and whimper. "This is going to hurt, isn't it?"
She crushed the camera in her hand and responded rather flatly. "Yes it is."
Carol wrapped her legs tightly around his waist. He had one of his hands tangled in her long blonde hair, and had her pressed tightly against the wall. Carol moaned into his kiss when his tongue invaded her both.
Harry and Carol were in a hotel, and Harry could tell that it had been a long time for her. She kissed him back with almost bruising force. He couldn't help, but notice that she was more durable than she looked at first glance.
Both of them more or less had their tongues shoved down each other's throats to the point where they had to break for oxygen, even when breathing through their noses.
Carol pushed him back a little bit to create a little bit of distance. She gave him a careful look, before stating calmly. "This isn't going to be some kind of one night stand, right?"
Harry casually looked at her and responded. "Not unless you want it to be one."
That seemed to satisfy her. She pulled him in and proceeded to kiss him absolutely breathless. She spun him around in the process, so Harry was pressed against the front of the hotel room door.
She opened it up without breaking the kiss. With that done, she pushed him inside the room.
The moment that they were inside, Harry managed to take control once more. He lifted her up so they were absolutely level. Carol was pretty tall at five foot eleven, even though Harry was still taller than her.
He placed her down on the table, not breaking the kiss. He kissed down the side of her neck and sucked on it a little bit. This action caused Carol to moan in response when he sucked on the side of her neck. She closed her eyes, feeling the pleasure his mouth gave her.
He started to unbutton her blouse, doing it extremely slowly, to draw things out.
Carol was a bit annoyed that he was teasing her and she grabbed his hand. "Fuck that."
She ripped her shirt off, revealing her massive breasts encased in an extremely expensive lacy black bra. She did the same thing to Harry's shirt. Carol took a minute to admire his muscular body, her eyes staring hungrily at his abs.
She pushed him back towards the bed. Carol stood on her face and slipped off her jeans in one swift move. She wore a pair of lacy black panties that clung quite nicely to her body.
Carol slowly slid them down her body, with a smile on her face. She crawled on top of Harry, pulling down his pants in the process.
"Mmm, I think I'm going to enjoy this," Carol breathed. She saw his boxer shorts stretched over his bulge and she needed to see him naked like that. "I think that I'm going to really, enjoy this."
She pulled down his boxers to reveal the treasure inside. Carol pulled herself over the top of him, removing the last offending piece of clothing, her bra.
Harry closed his eyes and prepared to be submerged by pleasure.
A couple of hours before dawn, Harry and Carol rested in the middle of a rather bed. In fact, Harry laid on top of Carol, having just finished off. His head rested over the top of her breasts and he was sprawled over the top of her.
"Wow, wow," Carol breathed. She shook her head. Her brain couldn't really work all that much to say anything more than wow.
Harry chuckled in amusement. She kept repeating that one word over and over again on some kind of loop. Harry smiled and leaned in to kiss her in a hope that it might reboot her brain.
That was able to do the trick. Carol returned the kiss and shifted from being sprawled out on the bed. She reversed positions so she was half laid on top of Harry, and half laying on his chest, looking down at them.
"So, I think that we should get to know each other better," Carol answered.
Harry raised his eyebrow. "I think that we got to know each other pretty well there, to be honest."
Carol looked down at him with a playful gaze. "You know what I mean…personal things."
They did talk a little bit at the bar, but to be perfectly honest, a bar wasn't exactly an appropriate place to learn infinite things.
"So, tell me about yourself first?"
Carol did so. "Well, I grew up with a passion for planes and I became a pilot the first thing that I did. That got me into the Air Force and I'm working with NASA as well."
"Impressive," Harry told her.
"Yes, and I live with my sister, who I was talking to when you showed up at the bar," Carol said.
"Right, Kara, I know," Harry said. "And she's your younger sister, right?"
"Yes, she's sixteen years old," Carol answered in response. "Were you stalking me at the bar?"
"Hey, when you see a beautiful woman, you need to look a little further," Harry said. She playfully smiled, looking into her eyes. "As for me, my parents died when I was young, they were killed by a terrorist, who ended up blowing himself up in the process."
"Oh my god, I'm sorry for here about that," Carol said.
"I wasn't old enough to remember them, and I've lived with my mother's cousin and her husband for all of those years," Harry said. "And I've got through high school at record time."
Harry told Carol about some of his accomplishments. The woman realized that she had heard Harry's name before. In her state of mind, she honestly didn't have much of a chance to piece it together before them. She nodded.
"I've got a meeting tomorrow, and I really should get some sleep," Carol said. She sprawled over Harry with a smile on her face, straddling him. "But you know what, fuck that, I've got a better idea how to pass the time."
Harry wasn't about to complain and Carol was pleased that Harry was hard again.
Harry was dressed to kill in a custom made suit that fit him perfectly. He didn't really like to go shopping, but given that he was in a serious relationship with both Emma Frost and Felicia Hardy, he knew a thing or two about looking the part of being fashionable.
He stood around, awaiting to be allowed into the office proper. Much to the surprise of absolutely no one, Stark Industries had a casino in Las Vegas.
Harry briefly scanned over the briefing that Rose had sent to him. In this particular case, Stark Industries has approached SLE about the possibility of doing business together within the home communications field, which SLE dominates. They secretly owned a little company known as Google, which could in fact become a big thing in a few years if they played their cards right.
Stark would provide them with the tech and SLE would handle the communications network aspects. That seemed to be an extremely ideal marriage and would work out for everyone involved.
The only problem was working with Stark, who Rose didn't like.
Harry waited for a little bit and he could hear a voice. "Miss Potts is ready to see you now."
Harry wasn't surprised to see this particular person. She stood there dressed in a female business suit, with a skirt that extended down, a tasteful amount of buttons undone on the blouse, and her red hair clipped back. "Thank you, and it's nice to see you Ms….."
She looked towards him with a narrowed look in her eyes and a bit of a frown. "Rushman, Natalie Rushman."
She walked towards him and closed the distance in between the two of them. She leaned towards him to whisper. "And I'd consider it a personal favor if you could try and keep my other identity to yourself."
Harry smirked a little bit wider. "Consider my lips sealed, Natalie. Although maybe we should get together later and discuss this further in a more personal setting."
That caused her to respond with a smirk right back and it was a rather pleased one. "Possibly."
The two of them headed towards the direction of the office. With that out of the way, neither of them really spoke to each other. They didn't have to wait long before Natalie lead them into the office and the one and only Pepper Potts sat behind the desk.
He was expecting her, naturally. Who he wasn't expecting was sitting behind the desk with Pepper. It was Carol, dressed in her Air Force Dress blues. The two of them exchanged a surprised look, but they didn't say anything.
"I'm Doctor Harry Evans-Parker, I'm here on behalf of Rose Evans, who had some urgent business to attend to," Harry said with a smile towards her. "And you must be Virginia Potts."
"Yes, I am, but please call me Pepper, everyone does" she told him. She looked towards him with a smile an intrigued look on her face. "This is Carol Danvers, she's going to be working with Stark Industries and SLE, she currently works for NASA."
The two of them smiled at each other. Harry was the one who spoke. "It's a pleasure meeting you again, Carol."
"Likewise, Harry," Carol replied.
That caused Natalie to smirk in a knowing way. Pepper realized something because of this. "The two of you have met already?"
"One could say that," Harry said.
A couple hours later, the group was in the process of finishing up their meeting. Things had been going pretty well, mostly because of Harry's charming personality. He had been groomed for something like this since he was young. Granted, his particular passion was science, and not business.
The more interesting thing was that Pepper looked to be quiet taken with him. That could be because she was used to working with rich geniuses, and Harry didn't come off as the poster boy for ADHD.
"So, do we have a deal?" Pepper asked him.
Harry looked over what they had drawn up one more times. "Unless Carol can find any problems on the end, I think that we got a pretty good and tentative agreement."
"Yes, there's really no problem," Carol responded. "If we clear the business aspects of it, we should be able to launch the first one as part of the upcoming Jameson mission."
So in theory, they were pretty much good to go and today had been an extremely successful meeting. Rose and Tony would have to sign the paperwork.
The two of them shook hands with each other. Harry kissed Pepper's hand, which caused her to brush brightly. Seconds after that happened, and speak of the devil, one Anthony Edward Stark entered the room and James Rhodes was in tow. Carol grimaced a little bit, and Rhodey looked a bit awkward when he noticed her presence.
"Oh, the infamous Doctor Evans-Parker," Stark said when he looked at her.
"The even more infamous Tony Stark?" Harry asked. He reached his hand out towards him.
"Yes, Reed Richards mentioned something about you one time, he spoke really highly of you," Stark commented. He shook hands with Harry. "He seems to think that you're about as intelligent as I am."
"Funnily enough, he said the same thing to me," Harry said. He gave a frown on his face. "I wasn't really sure if I should have felt insulted or not."
"Insulted!" Pepper chimed in without missing a beat. That caused Tony to wince in response.
He leaned towards him with a frown. "So, tell me, is she scowling at the back of my head?"
Harry nodded in response and he turned around towards Pepper. The meeting was about ready to end. He decided to turn his attention towards Carol. "So, do you want to get out of here?"
Carol nodded in response, and the two of them were out of there like it was nothing.
Later that evening, Harry and Carol made their way onto the ship. Carol obviously changed out of her uniform into something more comfortable. Harry changed out of his stylish business suit, into something a bit more casual, but still stylish. He needed to be careful not to dress in something that made him look like a glorified pimp. They had just gotten back after playing a couple of games at the casino.
"So, Harry James Evans-Parker?" she asked to him. "I thought you introduced yourself to me as Harry Parker at the casino?"
"Well, I can go by either, well actually all three," Harry said. "My full legal name is Harry James Evans-Parker, with Harry Evans being my birth name. My mother's cousin, May, adopted me from my mother, and then I became Harry Evans-Parker. I used Harry Evans as my business identity and Harry Parker for someone else. Although the full name does add a great deal of dramatic interest, if I do say so myself."
Carol nodded in response. That did make a fair amount of sense. He turned towards her and added. "I noticed some tension between you and Rhodes in there."
That was a statement that caused Carol to scowl for a moment. She gripped her hand tightly. "We used to be friends, we went to the Academy together. We tried dating, but it didn't work out, for a lot of reasons, like these things don't normally work out. One of the biggest reasons being I'm a higher rank than he is and he doesn't take it well, along with others, that I don't want to get into."
She sighed and Harry held her in close towards him. It was obvious that this was something that she was struggling to go through.
"It was a mutual decision," Carol said. "But that doesn't stop him from acting all weird around me when were in the same room."
Carol turned to properly face Harry. "That isn't going to be a problem for you, is it?"
Harry shrugged, not really having a problem with that. "Not in the slightest."
Carol responded to that with a soft smile. She grabbed his hand and intertwined their fingers together. With a grin on his face, Harry pulled her in towards a kiss. Carol returned the kiss quite eagerly.
This was interrupted before it could really get going by the sound of some weird noises that came from a nearby alleyway. Carol broke the kiss with a frown, since it almost sounded like someone was in trouble. Harry took a step forward and Carol followed him. It appeared that both of them had a saving people thing.
"I know that you want to check this out," Harry said.
Carol nodded and once they were out of the view of the public, she pulled out a side arm. They didn't make their way all the way down the alleyway, before a lithe blonde came sprinting down it. She looked to be around the same age Jean was and she looked like the hounds of hell were chasing after her.
She bounced off of Carol and ricocheted into Harry's arms off of the impact. When Harry caught her, he figured out that she was the teenage pop sensation, Allison Blaire. She didn't look to be her usual confident self though, she looked to be out of breath, scared to death, and looked like she had recently been in a little bit of a struggle. Her face was red and she panted extremely heavily.
"Are you okay?" Harry asked her.
She responded with a shaky nod in response. "My friend Jennifer….she's in trouble, just down the alleyway….you've got to help her."
"Don't worry," Carol said in response. "We will."
Harry and Carol made their way down the alleyway. They spotted an attractive blonde female, that looked around Harry's age, pointing a gun at a scuzzy looking individual. He wore a trench coat that looked bad for the warm Vegas weather and Harry realized who he was.
'Creed, of course,' Harry thought, shaking his head. He recognized Sabretooth straight away, especially after their last encounter. A dark haired man joined Sabretooth and a third individual, dressed in a longcoat himself, with playing cards in his hand, stepped forward.
'Gambit and Scalphunter,' Harry thought, racking his brain for the identities of these two.
Harry was surprised to see the three of them. He could see Carol's look of astonishment flashing through her eyes.
Carol was surprised to see Victor Creed there. The last time she encountered him, she shot him, and left him for dead in a ditch.
The situation was going to be rather delicate but Sabretooth's head snapped backwards before he fell bonelessly to the ground. "Yeehaw, Yippie Oh-surprise cameo motherfuckers!"
The one and only Wade Wilson dropped down from the rooftop and went at it with Gambit, going toe to toe with him. The two of them traded attacks.
Jennifer caught a distracted Scalphunter with a vicious jab to the throat, doubling over her adversary. There was something about her fighting style that looked familiar. Harry grabbed her around the hand and rushed her out of the alleyway.
This left Deadpool to go toe to toe with Gambit and Harry decided that it would be the best to let the Merc with a Mouth take this one out. Given how his past encounters with Deadpool went out, mitigating property damage was the best that he could hope for at this point.
Jennifer, Allison, Harry, and Carol stood at the end of the alleyway. There was a strangled yell from the alleyway. "….Wouldn't want a part of this entire mess if I was you either!"
Harry and the three blondes made their way up to the hotel suite, deciding to eat a later dinner. Jennifer was in the middle of explaining something to Harry and Carol about how Allison got involved in this entire mess.
"Allison's manager found out that she was a mutant, so as a result, she tried to sell her out to the highest bidder," Jennifer said. The blonde frowned. "A man, and I use this term quite loosely, named Nathaniel Essex decided that it was beneath him to pay for the goods, so he jumped the line and sent his goon squad after them."
She took a drink and continued her story.
"I came across them in the middle of killing said manager and decided to help her escape," Jennifer said. Harry raised his eyebrow. "I've had my share of dealings with him before and I wouldn't want his attentions on anyone."
"But, how do you figure into this?" Carol asked. "What's your affiliation?"
"CIA," she told them. She showed them her badge. The name "Jennifer Lawrence" was on the badge and it checked out. "And I don't have the slightest idea how Wilson got involved either."
Harry pulled out his cell phone and typed in a quick text message. He waited for it calmly and a response popped in. "Record Company! Hired Me! Love to talk more, but I'm in the middle of fighting Gumbo Gary! Peace Out! Wade!"
"Well, that answers that question," Harry said dryly. Allison was parked in his lap and still in a state of shock since she was escorted up in their hotel room.
She squealed in delight and squirmed in his lap, because it looked like she wasn't involved.
"Sorry," she answered.
"That's fine, you're relieved, it happens," Harry responded.
Jennifer smirked in response, but she didn't really say anything about it. Carol decided to move over to get a drink and moved over to the mini-bar to pour a glass of scotch for herself and Harry. She paused a looked at Jennifer and Allison. "Can I get the two of you anything?"
Jennifer shrugged in response. "I'll have beer, thanks."
Allison piped up in a sunny tone. "I'll have whatever you're having."
Carol's lips spread into a small smile, shrugging in response. She poured her a shot of scotch as well. She handed the drinks to them before plopping herself on the ground at Harry's feet and leaned against him.
Allison was a bit shocked at how strong the drink was when she drunk it, but she decided to just grin and bear it the best that she could.
"So, what do the two of you plan to do now?" Harry asked.
Jennifer shrugged in response. "You know, given that Allison is more or less safe, my job is done."
"And I've got to get to New York, since I've got a show there in a couple of days," Allison piped in.
"You know, I can give you a ride back on my private jet," Harry informed her. She looked at him, with a wicked ear to ear smile.
"Oh, thank you, that will be great," Allison said. As a result, she threw herself at him and wrapped her arms around him with an extremely passionate embrace. She kissed him as hard as she could.
Carol's eyes followed them, with Allison trying to shove her tongue down Harry's throat in response to her gratitude. She pulled away from him.
"Okay, rookie, let me show you how it's done," Carol said. She wrapped her arms tightly around Harry and pulled him into the most passionate kiss that she could muster. Her tongue found its way into Harry's mouth.
Jennifer watched this with amusement and tapped her foot, waiting.
'When in Rome,' she thought to herself. She stepped towards Harry and gave him a kiss of her own.
She roamed her hands down his body and decided to take things one step above, undoing his belt. Things were about ready to get extremely interesting, really quickly.
And that's how Harry ended up in bed with Carol, Allison, and Jennifer. Jennifer shifted so she was lying on her stomach with an extremely satisfied smile on her face. She looked over her shoulder, her smirk wicked.
'If that's the game you want to play, Raven,' Harry thought.
He didn't say anything, because she knew that he knew and he knew that she knew that he knew. There was really no other reason than to nod in affirmation towards her and move in for the kill.
To Be Continued on May 31st, 2015.