Chapter 3: Why?

I burst into a childish giggle and answered, "lets just say it's a very long story, and I've had the craziest four years of my life."
He scrutinized me for a moment and reached down to lift me and started walking to the door. "well then I guess you have quite the story to tell me at Avengers tower", he replied with a grin.
"Wait Stark, you can't just grab a kid and leave, first of all I can't trust you with a kid and second that's considered kidnapping!" Bruce shouted at Tony when the rest of the Avengers caught up with us in the limo.
"Well, I am technically 18", I piped up. Everyone looked at me wide eyed even Thor.
"That is very young! do all midguardian children look that much younger then they are, I was aware aging is different here then on Asgard but I was not aware there was such a difference!" Thor boomed.
Everyone turned to look at Thor then turned there attention back to me.
Tony then spoke, "eighteen?"
"Wow for a genius you suck at math, subtract how old you were when
I was born from your current age and that's how old I am supposed to be", I answered.
"Supposed to be?" cap spoke up.
"Umhm"
"please explain"
"Well I'm suppose to be eighteen but, I'm not"
"But how"
"It's a long story"
"Which your going to tell us", Tony cut in.
"Fine", I replied. I told them everything about the last four years except, the final superhero stuff.
When I was finished the story we had arrived and Tony carried me to the elevator and into the living room, "why didn't you come to me Ava?" Tony asked, sounding hurt.
"How was I suppose to find you? At the time I found myself on my own I dialled 911 and ran, sure there were the occasional devil attack which caused me to relocate several times but, I managed to get by" I answered with a shrug, I then grew back to my fourteen year old self due to thinking about that day and Tony hugged me, and said, "I'll be there for you and I won't let anyone hurt you again I promise."