A bit of a shorter chapter, but it seemed like a good place to end. Again, all translations are from Google so if anything is wrong please let me know. I used / to indicate Steve speaking in Irish, instead of translating an entire paragraph.

Tony headed for the pilots' seat while the others got settled in their chairs. Phil quickly got up and spoke with Tony for a moment before leaving the jet. "So, Agent is going to give the baby agents their orders. Then he'll be back to head home with us. I hope no one minds."

"Nay," Thor spoke quietly shocking everyone. "It is always good to keep the pack together."

"When did you learn to speak quietly?" Tony laughed. "I don't think I've ever heard you be that quiet."

"It would not be wise to startle the pup. Not when she cannot hear properly, to begin with."

Steve's head shot up, "how do you know?"

"I can see how she turns her head to keep her right ear towards whoever is talking," worried he had gone too far Thor turned to Steve. "I'm sorry if I have overstepped."

"No, that's okay Thor," Steve reassured him. "You're right. She's inherited my illnesses. I couldn't hear out of my left ear and was colour blind on top of having asthma and heart problems."

Steve was spared any further need to explain by Phil arriving. "The agents are on their way with the prisoners. Fury has been notified and is awaiting their arrival. He'll keep us posted once he's had the chance to interrogate them all. He's also asked that we share whatever information we have been able to gather."

"Yeah," Tony started the jets engines and shut the door. "That's probably not going to happen."

The rest of the pack laughed, including Phil. He knew what Tony's response was going to be, but he still had to ask, and Tony knew it. Phil made his way to the small medical section of the jet where Clint was just beginning to regain consciousness.

Steve settled down and cuddled into Bucky, inhaling the alpha's scent. He hadn't felt so calm since before the war. He had come close a few times with his parents, but never like this. Bucky shifted Ștefana and pulled Steve close, burying his nose in the omega's hair. "Is maith an rud é go bhfuil tú ar ais san áit a mbaineann tú." (It's good to have you back where you belong. [Irish])

"Is maith a bheith ar ais. Tá an méid sin caillte agam." (It's good to be back. I've missed you so much.) Steve closed his eyes and buried his face under Bucky's chin. Closing his eyes Bucky lowered his head, pinning Steve's face.

Clint, finally able to sit upright, had joined the others while cradling his arm in its sling. Leaning just a little against Phil, Clint glared at Steve and Bucky. He was having a hard time believing that Steve was an omega. On top of it, all the asshole was being extremely submissive. No modern omega would ever allow an alpha to pin their face like that. Growling softly Clint continued to glare at the pair.

Hearing the growl, Steve opened his eyes and shot Clint a glare. Perhaps if he was feeling nice, he would let Clint's arm heal before challenging him to an omega fight. Really, it would depend on the omega's attitude. Feeling a heavyweight against him, Steve looked down and had to smile. Ștefana had lost her battle against sleep and had slumped against Steve. Nudging Bucky's chin with his nose, Steve shifted away from his alpha while pulling the pup into his arms. Gently he places his pup on the bench beside him, accepting a blanket from Tony who had left the flying to Jarvis.

"Steve," Tony said quietly while holding out a couple of pills. "You need to take your suppressants."

"Why?" Steve almost whimpered while staring at the pills in his dad's hand.

"As much as I would love for you to go into heat and bond with Bucky properly, you can't. Not yet."

"Why not?" Bucky growled.

"If you do it now, the government will call it into question and may try to break the bond. You need to wait until Bucky is cleared by the lawyers and the doctors. After he's cleared you can come off the suppressants and bond, hell you can get married if you want, but not until then." Tony leaned down and put the pills into Steve's hand. "If I have to, I will insist on the two of you having separate bedrooms."

Closing his eyes Steve nodded. He understood where his dad was coming from, no matter how much he didn't like it. Picking up a bottle of water from the floor, Steve took the suppressants.

Bucky nudged the side of Steve's face with his nose, getting the omega's attention. "Spune-mi ce ai făcut? Cum ai ajuns aici?" (Tell me what you've been up to? How did you end up here? [Romanian]) The alpha could feel Steve's anxiety, worry, and fear and needed to get his mind on something else. As much as he didn't like it, Bucky agreed with Tony, he couldn't properly bond with Steve until he was cleared. Bucky was going to do everything he could to protect his omega, even if it meant staying away.

Steve could tell that Bucky was feeling more comfortable as he was speaking in Romanian. When they were kids each of them would fall back on their 'native' language. For Bucky, it was usually Romanian and occasionally Yiddish, but for Steve, it was Irish. They would have entire conversations with each of them speaking a different language with no issues. "Fuair siad mé san oighear, agus díghalraíodh mé ar ais i mí na Samhna dhá mhíle agus a dó dhéag. Ar dtús, choinnigh siad mé féin i gcábán amuigh sa choill liom féin, chun dul i dtaithí ar an aois nua." (They found me in the ice, and I was defrosted back in November two-thousand and twelve. Originally, they kept me in a cabin out in the woods by myself, to acclimatize to the new century.)

"Idiots," Bucky scoffed in English, making the others (save Tony) wonder what they were talking about.

"Mo smaointe go díreach," (My thoughts exactly) Steve continued in Irish. /"They gave me pamphlets on omega rights and how alphas should behave around them. One of the agents even gave me alpha porn!" Bucky laughed and Steve elbowed him. "When I was allowed back, they stuck in a horrible apartment in Brooklyn, but everything in it was straight out of the forties. Blech. Then the planet was under attack by aliens."/

"Extraterestrii? La naiba." (Aliens? Fucking hell. [Romanian])

/ "That's what I thought. Thankfully the team came together, and we were able to beat them. Afterwards, Tony invited us all to live in his tower. The place is amazing! Nat and Pepper took me out shopping and I told them the truth about my birthday. Pepper is Tony's wife; I don't know if they're mated or not, but she is an omega. I got really close to Tony and Pepper and they…they adopted me. I've never told anyone, other than Tony, about being an omega, though both he and Pepper guessed long before. Athair's done everything to help protect my secret, even going so far as to push himself to win the alpha fight."/

"Se pare că au fost buni cu tine. Mă bucur că ai avut o familie acolo pentru tine." (It sounds like they have been good to you. I'm glad you've had a family there for you.)

"Bucky," Steve leaned further into his alpha, feeling horribly guilty. "Tá an-brón orm. Ba chóir go mbeadh athair sroichte agam. Ba chóir dom a bheith ar do lorg. A Dhia, ba chóir dom a bheith tar éis léim i do dhiaidh." (I'm so sorry. I should have reached father. I should have looked for you. God, I should have jumped after you.)

"No," Bucky growled, switching back to English. He reached down and grabbed Steve's chin, forcing his face up. "You listen to me, omega. You did exactly as I wanted you to do. Though crashing that damn plane into the ice wasn't your best idea."

Chastised, Steve lowered his eyes and showed his neck while purring softly. It hurt knowing how badly he had disappointed his alpha. Even without being bonded properly they still had an extremely strong bond. Leaning down Barnes rubbed his nose along his omega's neck, showing that he was forgiven. "At least it turned out in the end." Sighing, Steve hid his face again.

"Don't do that!" Clint exclaimed, shocking them all. "God, that is disgusting! No omega should lower themselves like that. Have some fucking dignity."

"Watch your language!" Tony chastised to everyone's shock. "There is a pup here. And try to keep your voice down, she's sleeping."

Clint glared at Tony, only to be stared down by the pack alpha. He turned to Phil, hoping that his alpha might back him up, only to see Phil agreeing with Tony. "Why can't any of you see that I'm right!"

Tony lightly growled at the archer. "What's wrong with the way they show their love, Clint?"

"Omegas shouldn't be put in their place like that! We shouldn't submit to stupid alphas, having to lower ourselves like bitches, letting the alphas make all the decisions for us."

"Here's a question for you," Tony slowly lowered himself onto the map table in the middle. "What about when a fully educated omega decides that they want to do those things?"

"NO! It's never right."

"What about BDSM relationships between two betas?"

"What has that got to do with anything?" Clint shook his head, feeling confused. "What two betas do together is up to them."

"So, why is it different when it's an alpha and omega?"

"Because alphas have been using it as a tool of oppression for ages. If we give in, then we are allowing the alphas to control us."

Steve was sick and tired of listening to Clint rambling on and on about things he didn't truly understand. "Clint! Shut the fuck up already. I have no problem kicking your ass again." While Tony and Bucky bit their lips to stop themselves from laughing, the rest of the Avengers were shocked. None of them had ever expected Steve to swear or threaten a pack member. "I am so sick and tired of your whining, bitching, and complaining. Yes, things suck for us, but you have no fucking idea how good you have it. You've never had to hide your bond with Phil or your own designation. Improvements are made by standing up when you are able and voicing the issue, not by bitching to your pack members."

"Why the fuck were you hiding?" Clint shouted startling Ștefana awake. "You're mad at me yet you're the coward pretending to be an alpha."

Steve picked up his pup and calmed her before passing her to Bucky. "I lied about many things on my enlistment form, but I never once claimed to be an alpha. As for why I kept up the lie, it was to protect myself from the very thing you are so opposed to. A forced mating to an alpha not of my choice. I know the moment Fury finds out that I'm an omega he will place me in protective custody until he finds an acceptable alpha force me to mate with. So, you go right ahead and call me a coward." There was a growl in Steve's voice by the end of his rant.

Feeling his omega's distress and hearing of what could have happened put Bucky on edge. Letting out a low protective growl, he pulled Steve close, forcing the omega's face under his chin. Barnes was having a difficult time, part of him needed to protect his pup, another part protecting his omega, while yet another part was wondering what the hell he was doing. He still didn't have all his memories back and this was the longest he could ever remember dealing with other people. Taking a deep breath, he made himself focus on the two that needed him the most, because if he thought about what else was going on he may just snap and kill someone.

Sensing the hardship Bucky and Steve were having Tony decided to step in and stop the problem. "Phil. Take your omega to the cockpit please."

Nodding, Phil stood and grabbed Clint's good arm. "Don't even start Clint. Just move." If he was being honest, Phil wasn't sure who he was most disappointed in, himself or Clint.

Back in the main area of the jet, Natasha was still staring at Steve putting the omega on edge. "What?" he finally asked, trying to keep his anxiety out of his voice.

"How many languages do you speak?" she asked softly. While a small part of her understood why Steve had kept his gender secret, she still felt hurt that he didn't trust her. He didn't even trust her enough to tell her that he spoke Russian.

Steve shrugged. He hadn't really thought of exactly how many he spoke. "I guess it depends on how you define speaking a language."

"I don't know about anyone else," Tony interrupted with a small smile. He wanted to know how many his son spoke as well. "But I figure you can speak a language if you can hold a two-hour conversation with another person."

"Oh, okay" Steve paused and had to think. "You know, I don't think I've ever counted. We grew up speaking five. Ma only spoke Irish at home, Buck's Ma was Russian while his Tate was a Romanian Jew, but the teachers always insisted that we speak English. I taught Bucky to speak Irish and he taught me Russian, Romanian, and Yiddish. We learned German from old Mrs. Weber who used to watch us when Ma was at work and then we taught ourselves sign language once my hearing got really bad and I learned Latin at Sunday school."

Steve pauses and looks over at the others before continuing. "During the war, we were all taught Morse Code, just in case. Jim taught me Japanese and Jacqs taught us, French. Since defrosting, dad taught me Italian, and Thor's been teaching me Norwegian and Old Norse while Bruce and I have been working on my Hindi. So…fifteen, I guess. At least the ones I speak fluently."

"You speak other languages?" Natasha had to admit she was a little impressed.

"Not fluently," Steve insisted. "It's mostly just a few phrases and swears, nothing really useful."

"Do you know how many?" she really wanted to know just how far this talent of his went.

Using his fingers and speaking under his breath Steve began counting the other languages he knew bits and pieces of. "Wait," he paused and looked up at Nat. "Do different variants of the same language count?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, Jacqs taught us French, but Gabe insisted that his Creole was different. Same with Dum Dum. His Grandma was from Quebec and taught him that French. According to them, their French was different from the others."

"That was one hell of an argument," Bucky laughed.

"I was sure they were going to kill one another."

"How many languages?" Natasha demanded.

Steve just glared at Natasha. He found that occasionally, she would get pushy and start demanding things from the rest of the pack. "Fourteen. Happy?"

"Not really."

"Oh well," Steve was done being the polite kid from the forties they all expected him to be. Next to him Bucky and Tony were both laughing.

Unfortunately, while the adults were enjoying it all, Ștefana was not. Despite the comfort she was getting from being with both her parents, this was the longest she had been around other people in such a small space. Usually, the only time she was around anyone, not her Tate was when they brought her into medical or the training room. Being around other people always ended in pain for her. Now, she was stuck in a small jet with six new people and all she could think of was how these people would hurt her, her Tate, and her Ma.

Smelling the distress coming off his pup Steve immediately shifted her in his arms. "Beidh sé ceart go leor mo Réalta." (It will be alright my Star.)

Bucky leaned down to nose at her hair while wrapping his arms around his family. "Keyn eyner do vet shatn ir, meyn zinsheyn." (No one here will hurt you, my Sunshine.)

Hearing what Bucky said Steve's head shot up to look his alpha in the face. Why did I not think of that sooner, he chastised himself. Of course, they're both probably on edge right now. We recuse them from HYDRA then shove them into a jet full of strangers. No wonder they're both on edge. Steve thought for a moment, remembering how his Ma would calm him when he was just a pup. Taking a deep breath Steve began singing.

Crochfaidh mé seolta

Is rachaidh mé siar

Óró mo bháidín

'S go hOíche Fhéil' Eoin

Ní thiocfaidh mé aniar

Óró mo bháidín

Óró mo churaichín ó

Óró mo bháidín

I will raise the sails

And I will go west

Oh, my little boat

And until St. John's night

I will not return

Oh, my little boat

Oh, my little curragh

Oh, my little boat

When he was done, the jet was silent. Ștefana was sleeping and Bucky, with his head resting on Steve's shoulder, wasn't far behind. Across from them, Natasha was sitting quietly with a pensive look on her face, Thor was openly crying while Bruce was trying to comfort his boyfriend and remain composed himself. Even Tony was touched, he knew that Steve could sing, but it was usually popular music. This was the first time he had heard Steve singing in Irish and it was beautiful.

Up in the cockpit, Phil and Clint had both heard the singing. For Phil, it was comforting and relaxing unfortunately for everyone else, it just put Clint that much more on edge. Standing, the omega stormed to the back of the jet only to be scruffed by Phil. "No Clint. You will not start an omega fight. If you want to get your ass kicked later that's fine but not on the jet nor with a child present. Now, sit your ass back down."

The others settled down in silence for the rest of the flight. None of them really felt up to talking after everything that happened. Steve cuddled into Bucky as much as he could while still trying to lean into his dad who had settled down on the other side of Steve. Everyone was thankful when Jarvis told them they were arriving at the tower.

Pepper was waiting for them when the jet landed. Seeing his mom, Steve gently passed Ștefana over to Bucky and went ahead to meet her. "Máthair," leaning down Steve hugged her and gently.

"Are you alright Steve?" Pepper pulled away needing to look her son over. "How was your mission?"

"I'm fine. The mission was…interesting." Steve said. He leaned down to whisper to her, knowing that Bucky could probably still hear. "We found Bucky and it turns out that Hydra has been experimenting with DNA." Standing back up, Steve gestured for Bucky to join him. "Máthair, let me introduce you to my alpha, James Barnes. Buck, this is my Ma, Pepper Stark."

"A pleasure to meet you, ma'am," Bucky took the offered hand and kissed the back of it.

Pepper laughed, "oh you. And who is this lovely young lady?"

Bucky looked over at Steve wondering if his omega was able to do the introductions. Catching his alpha's eye Steve nodded. "Ma, this is our daughter, Ștefana. Mo Réalta, this is your Mhamó."

Pepper could only stare at her son in shock. What the hell was HYDRA doing? Oh god. I'm a grandmother! I'm too young to be a grandmother! "It's lovely to meet you, Sweetheart. Let me get you all something to drink." Leaving Steve to get them settled, Pepper headed for the kitchen.

While Steve and Bucky were talking with Pepper, Phil guided Clint and Nat to the elevator. He was taking them straight to the medical level to get checked over and to keep them out of the way. Phil wanted to put off an omega fight for as long as possible. He knew that there was no way Clint would win and didn't want to see his omega injured further. Phil was also keeping Natasha away from the couple to keep her from starting a fight as well, he could see that Steve keeping things from them was bothering her and she wasn't subtle or understanding when she thought people were keeping secrets from her.

Bruce and Thor waited until Phil had left with the others, wanting to make sure that Clint and Natasha didn't make a scene. Once they were sure that the small family was going to be alright the pair headed for the elevator. "Jarvis," Bruce said once the doors closed. "Can you let Tony know that we will be on our floor if he needs anything from us? I think they need time alone."

"Certainty Doctor Banner."

The pair slowly made their way into the shared apartment Tony had given them for Christmas that year. Tony had overheard them discussing moving in with one another and the logistics of sharing one of their apartments. While they had moved into Thor's place Tony had renovated Bruce's floor to better suit them both, including a massive, reinforced bed.

Even though it was the middle of the day both men were tired and silently agreed that a nap would be best. Together they undressed and cuddled up under the covers. "I hope they will be alright," Bruce sighed as he settled against Thor's chest.

"I am sure that they will all be fine," Thor quickly assured his boyfriend. "Anthony and Lady Pepper have arranged to have the best doctors available for James. I am certain they will find someone to help the young Ștefana."

Bruce nodded then sighed. "I can't believe Steve has been hiding his orientation for this long. And I hate that he had to hide so much. He's still going to have to hide, even after all this, Steve will still have to hide that he is an omega."

"I do not pretend to fully understand all your customs, but I know that this is not right. Is there nothing we can do to help?"

"I'm not sure. We should speak with Jarvis. He is sure to know of some charities and organizations we can speak with."

"That sounds like a plan; however, it has been a long day and we both need some rest." Thor pulled Bruce even closer and kissed his head. "After dinner, we shall speak with Jarvis about this."

Back up in the penthouse Steve had taken Bucky and Ștefana to the couch and cuddled up with them. It was nice to be home with Bucky at his side, though the fact that he was now a Ma was slowly sinking in. He had always wanted to have kids, especially once he presented as an omega. He and Bucky had always talked about settling down and having a family together, now it seemed that they were going to do things a little backwards.

Tony watched his son with a growing sense of worry. One fight was over but now the war started. One thing he did know was that he would stand by his pup every step of the way. Heading to the kitchen Tony silently began helping Pepper gather snacks and drinks.

"How are they doing?" Pepper asked quietly.

Tony shook his head. "I don't know. I think Steve is finally realizing that he's now a mom."

"What about the rest of the team?"

"It was a shock to them all finding out that Steve is an omega. Clint's being an ass and Nat is taking it as a personal offence that she wasn't told. Phil is doing his best to keep Clint in line, but I think Steve will be initiating an omega fight before long."

"Oh dear," Pepper sighed. "I think I'll skip that when it happens."

"A good idea," Tony laughed a little. "Come on," picking up the tray Tony gestured to the living room. "Let's go and check on them." Together they headed for the living room. "Here we go," Tony said as he placed the tray down on the table in front of the three others. "You all need to have something to eat, then we can talk." Reaching out he grabbed the plastic cup with a straw and held it out to Ștefana. "Here Microbino Mio (My Microbe) this one is for you."

"Ma," Steve said as he watched his daughter accept the cup. "Where did you get all this?"

"Jarvis told me about Ștefana before you got on the jet, and we ordered some basic things for both her and James."

"Thank you, Mrs. Stark," Bucky said as he accepted a cup from Steve. "You really didn't have to."

"Of course, we did," Pepper said quickly. "You are our son's alpha, that makes you family."

"She's right," Tony added figuring that Bucky might prefer the word of another alpha. "You are family and I welcome you into my pack."

Bucky stared at the other man, not believing what he was hearing. "But…I…I killed…" he couldn't even finish the sentence he was so ashamed.

"I know," Tony said, smiling when Bucky's head shot up. "I refuse to hold it against you. They tortured you in ways that horrify me. I refuse to blame the weapon, which is what they made you. I will blame the ones who aimed the weapon and bring them down."

Bucky was shocked into silence. Blinking, he turned and looked at Steve who just smiled at him. Reaching out Steve grasped Bucky's hand and gave it a small reassuring squeeze. "Thank you," the alpha whispered while giving Tony a nod, showing off his neck at the same time. After that, the group fell into a comfortable silence while finishing all the snacks.

Once everything was gone Pepper stood and gathered the plates. "Steve, I had some furniture delivered and set up on your floor along with clothes for both James and Ștefana. Why don't you take them down and have a rest until dinner, it's been a long day for everyone. We can talk about what needs to happen after dinner." Nodding, Steve stood and gathered Ștefana into his arms. Beside him, Bucky wrapped an arm around Steve pulling him close. Together they headed for the elevator only to stop when Pepper called out again. "Oh, Steve! Don't forget to introduce them to Jarvis. We don't need to cause unnecessary panic attacks. You and Tony can take them down to meet the rest of your brothers tomorrow."

"Yes máthair," Steve called over his shoulder. Jarvis remained quiet as he brought them down to Steve's floor. "Athair created floors for each of us when he remodelled the tower," he told Bucky as they exited the elevator. "Though, once he found out about my age, he insisted I stay with him and máthair on their floor. I've been using this floor as my art studio."

Bucky looked around the floor and smiled. "It looks nice. What did your Ma mean about Jarvis?"

"Right," Steve put Ștefana down and watched as she wandered off looking around. "Jarvis is an AI dad created; he runs the tower. If you need anything, just call for Jarvis and he can help."

"The tower is sentient?"

"I suppose so," Steve shrugged. He had never thought of it like that, but he supposed Bucky was right. Taking Bucky's hand, he led his alpha to the couch. "Ștefana, Mo Réalta come here for a moment." Ștefana rushed over and cuddled up with her parents. "Now, I know this is all new and scary, but I can promise you that I won't let anything here hurt you. There is one more person for you to meet, though he doesn't have a body. Jarvis is my brother and I know that he will look out for you. Right, Jarvis?"

"Indeed Steve," Jarvis said quietly, not wanting to startle either James or the child. "It is a pleasure to finally meet you, Sergeant Barnes. And I am most delighted to meet the young Ștefana."

Ștefana squeaked and hid in her Tate's chest. While Bucky was shocked, he understood the concept behind an AI. "It's alright meyn zinsheyn. He won't hurt you."

"Indeed, I will not. I promise to always look after you, Papera (duck Italian). As will your other Zii, they are very excited to meet you."

"Zii?" she looked at her Ma in question.

"Yes," Steve had to smile. "Your Nonno built three other robots that he treats like children, same as me and Jarvis. That makes them your uncles or Zii." Ștefana nodded, not that she fully understood, but she was too tired to bother. Cuddling further into her mother's side, Ștefana fell asleep again. Steve smiled down at his daughter and gathered her up into his arms.

Standing, he headed down the hall knowing his mom would have set up two bedrooms. Jarvis helped by turning on the lights in two of the rooms. Heading to the first room Steve smiled when he saw the room. While his mom didn't have a lot of time, she never really needed that much time to accomplish what she wanted. While the room hadn't been painted yet, there was a simple purple canopy bed in the middle of the far wall. Pepper had even gotten a small dressing table, rocking chair and bookcase.

From behind him Bucky steeped around him and pulled the sheets down. He watched Steve lay their daughter down with a fond smile. Tucking her in Bucky wrapped an arm around Steve and led his omega out of the room. They were all exhausted and could use a nap before dinner. Gently, he began removing Steve's uniform until the omega was in his boxers then he guided Steve to the bed. Moving quickly Bucky stripped down then slipped into the bed, pulling his omega close.

Closing his eyes Bucky breathed in deeply, taking in his omega's scent. A part of him couldn't believe that not only was he free, but he had been reunited with his omega. Tightening his arms around Steve, Bucky allowed himself to drift off. After all, if this was a dream, he might as well enjoy it while it lasted.

Upstairs, Tony and Pepper watched the small family until the elevator closed behind them. Sighing, Pepper placed the tray down on the kitchen counter before turning to her alpha. "Do you think they'll be okay?"

Tony wrapped his arms around Pepper and pulled his omega close. "Yes, they'll be fine. Maybe not right away, but eventually they will be. We'll make sure of it. I'm sure Jarvis is already going through lists of child psychiatrists to help Ștefana, aren't you J?"

"I am, father. I have also begun the necessary paperwork to make her existence legal while keeping it hidden to protect Steve and Sergeant Barnes."

"You're the best J."

"Thank you, Jarvis," Pepper sagged with relief into Tony's chest.

"Don't worry Pep everything will be fine. Why don't we go and take a nap like everyone else? It's been a long day for everyone." Pulling away, Tony kept one arm around Pepper's shoulders and steered her towards their room. "Jarvis, would you order something simple for dinner tonight please?"

"Of course, Father. I'll let you know when Steve has woken up."

I'm hoping to give Clint a bit of a redemption. Right now I'm basing his attitude on the extreme feminist attitude I ran into from a co-worker a few years ago. She was heavily opposed to marriage, saying it was an oppressive male-dominated attempt to keep women in their place and having children. I know that most feminists are not like that, this is an extremist view.