"Foods here!" Pepper walked through the front door carrying a stack of pizza boxes.

Steve ran over and took the boxes from her, bringing them to the counter.

"Thanks Pep." Tony grinned as he shut the door behind her, placing a kiss on her cheek.

"You owe me Stark." Pepper whispered to him. "Morgan spent the whole day talking about genitals."

Tony choked as he laughed and cast a wary glance towards his youngest daughter.

"We can eat right?" Peter asked, opening one of the pizza boxes and snagging a slice of pepperoni.

"Use a plate." Tony chuckled.

Everyone began loading plates with pizza and sitting down to eat.

"How was school?" Pepper turned to the older children.

"Eh."

"Fine."

"Its just like being back at my house." Clint laughed.

"How are Laura and the kids?" Bruce asked.

"They're good. They're coming up for spring break."

"That's exciting." Steve smiled.

"All my god babies." Natasha laughed. "We'll have to do something fun."

The pleasant conversation was suddenly interrupted by vibrations coming from both Nat and Clint's phones.

"Romanoff." Natasha answered.

"Barton"

"Got it."

"Right away."

While recieving a stern look from Steve for violating the no phones at the table rule the pair of spies both stood up and excused themselves.

"Everything alright?" Tony asked.

"We have a job. Chile." Natasha placed a kiss on each of the girls' heads and gave Peter a squeeze before the pair headed out the door.

...

It was late. The sky outside was littered with the lights of the city below, but hiding underneath the city lights was the darkness of the night sky. She should have been asleep but the murmur of voices from the living room had somehow peaked her half awake state, and now kept her up.

So Evie sat in her bed, her covers drawn to her chin, listening carefully. She couldn't make out any of the words being said, no matter how hard she strained. The hushed voices were clearly those of her parents and Uncle Bucky though, and that in itself was compelling. Uncle Bucky wouldn't have come over in the middle of the night unless there was something urgent. The voices stopped, and Evie could hear the creak of someone headed towards the bedrooms, then her door opened.

"Evie?" Tony whispered, walking into the room. "Are you up?"

"Dad? Is everything ok?"

"Mhm." Tony pressed his face into her head, breathing her in. "Pops and I have a job."

"Both of you?" Evie startled. Typically Steve and Tony never went on jobs together unless everyone else was busy or it was an emergency.

"Nat and Clint's plane was hijacked. Pops, Bucky, Sam, and I need to go get them."

"Are they alright?" Evie bristled as she sat up straighter, leaning into her father's chest.

"They radioed in, they're both fine. Bruce is going to come by here in the morning." Tony ran a hand through her hair.

"Thank god. I'll text Leo to reschedule."

"We'll be home by dinner. I Promise." He kissed her cheek. "Don't worry."

"Be careful?"

"Always. We'll call by eight ok baby?" Tony stood up and headed to the door. "Be good, take care of the goonies. We love you."

"Love you too Dad."

"Go to bed kiddo."

Tony shut the door with a heavy sigh and headed back towards the main room.

...

"Was she awake?" Steve asked quietly as he laced up his boots.

"Yeah. Told her Bruce would be by in the morning." Tony twisted his watch and his Iron Man armor began to form around him.

"Where are they Buck?" Steve stood up slinging his bag over his shoulder as the three men headed out the door and up to the roof.

"Last we heard the jet went down just outside of Manizales, crashed in the Andes somewhere. Nat checked in, said they're both ok, some minor injuries but nothing too bad."

"How'd the plane go down?" Tony asked as they loaded into the jet.

"They're thinking something bugged them. They were hit and then their controls went down." Sam climbed into the pilot's seat."You guys ready?"

Tony gave Steve's shoulder a reassuring squeeze as they strapped into the jet.