"Stop being such a baby." Nat pinched Clint's arm as she turned to look behind her. "I need a nurse."
"Just leave it in." Tony said wrinkling his nose. "You're gonna get blood everywhere."
"Five hours with a rod in his leg?" Nat scoffed. "Steve, you or Bucky come hold his arms!"
"Hey! Am I not qualified?" Tony said handing over a towel.
"You're annoying me."
"That seems fair."Steve walked over and kissed Tony's cheek.
"You guys suck."
"Ok Cap can you hold him down while I take this out?" She tossed Clint his wallet and snapped on a pair of disposable rubber gloves from the first aid kit. "Ready?"
"No. I hate when you doctor me." Clint stiffened, bracing himself. "Your inner stone cold badass shows."
"Ha!" Nat scoffed and nodded to the wallet she had given him. "Bite. This is going to suck."
Clint bit down on the leather and grimaced as Steve held his arms down. Nat sat on his leg and quickly yanked out the offending metal rod.
"Rubbing alcohol." She said as Steve handed her the jug. She poured the sterilizer onto a gauze pad and patted around the wound.
"Fuck!" Clint winced having spit out his wallet.
"Don't be a baby. Tony already said he didn't have any liquor." Nat took a needle from her field kit and sterilized it. Then taking the needle and some floss she sewed up the wound covering it with antibiotics and clean gauze. "This will hold until we get to SHIELD."
"I hate you." Clint sighed kissing her cheek.
"Lyublyu tebya tozhe [I love you too]. Thanks Cap." Nat said, tidying up her makeshift operating room.
...
"I'm going to go meet Leo at the station." Evie informed her brother and sister. "Do not set the house on fire."
"Funny." Peter sniped dryly.
"We won't!" Morgan
"Leo!"
Leo looked up as he ascended from the subway station to street level. Across the street he saw Evie sitting on a bench.
"Hey cutie." He crossed the street and sat down next to her. "Fancy seeing you here."
"Ready to go?"
"Still think it would have been easier if you just gave me your address." He grinned placing a kiss on her cheek.
"There are like seventy doors and you need to go through one specific one. Its easier this way." Evie took his hand. "Come on."
The two teens navigated the streets of Manhattan, chatting casually about the upcoming event.
"I never come down here. This is Manhattan Manhattan, we look out of place." Leo laughed.
"What we're too short?"
"And not in suits." He shrugged, dodging the swing of a briefcase. "It's Saturday. So you and your superhero parents live down here?"
"Yeah. Most of the time." They parted to avoid an oncoming sleu of businessmen.
"So are these superheroes I should know?"
"Theoretically." Evie hung a sharp left.
"Holy shit. That's Stark Tower." Leo stopped, looking up at the skyscraper.
"Rogers... Rogers... your dad's not Steve Rogers is he?"
"In all his ancient glory." Evie dragged Leo around the building to a back door.
"Seriously! Steve Rogers- Captain America is your dad! And... no way. Tony Stark." Leo whispered as Evie ushered him into the building.
"Yeah don't be weird about it."
The two emerged from the elevator into the penthouse where Tony and Steve had evidently just entered.
"Shit." She murmured. "Dad? Pops? This is Leo."
