A/N: Sorry for the late update, I hope you enjoy this chapter! Also I do not own Avengers or Percy Jackson

Chapter 3

Percy was seated on the couch between a man with blond hair and a women with fiery red hair, squished between the two, a calm scientist and Tony Stark, based on the fact that Percy could practically see his ego, were seated on the chairs around them.

Steve had gone out to get some food, and left him alone with his friends.

The silence was unnerving, and Percy was getting restless just sitting there.

"So," Percy said dragging out the 'o', "I'm Percy."

Awkward small talk was better than complete and utter silence.

When no one answered back, Percy started fidgeting in place, fighting the urge to get up and walk around.

For five more minutes, no one said a word or moved a muscle, the only exception being Percy, who had succumbed to the urge to move and began playing with his hands and bouncing his legs.

"Mr. Rodgers is on is way up Mr. Stark." Percy jumped at the British voice that seemed to echo throughout the room.

"Thank you Jarvis." Tony stretched, stood from his seat, and headed out of the room.

"You're welcome, sir." The voice replied.

"That was Jarvis, the resident AI." The redhead explained after seeing Percy's look of confusion.

Percy slowly nodded his head. AI's. What's next? Cyborgs?

"You look really familiar. Have we met before…?" It was the scientist who spoke this time.

Percy scrunched his eyebrows together.

"Who have you met before?"

Percy turned around to see Tony, with a drink in hand, and Steve walking into the room.

"Well, scientist guy over there thinks we've met before." Percy explained.

"Scientist guy?" Steve quirked a brow.

"Well, I don't really know their names…."

Steve gave an exasperated sigh.

"The one standing next to me is Tony, the redhead is Natasha, and the blond is Clint, and the scientist guy, as you put it, is Bruce."

"Oh. Well Bruce over there thinks we've met before." Percy repeated.

All eyes, once again, were on him.

"Huh." The blond-Clint-said. "Now that you point it out, he does look kind of familiar."

Tony looked at him and cocked his head, "Did you try and get our autographs before or something? I mean we are superheroes after all."

Percy turned red and started sputtering.

"N-no! Why would I do that?! I didn't even know there was an alien invasion 'til about an hour ago, let alone who you guys were!"

By the end of Percy's ranting, the only people whose jaw wasn't on the floor was Steve, and of course Natasha.

Clint was the first to recover. "Did you live under a rock or something?"

"I was busy." Percy shrugged and looked at the Avengers sheepishly, a hand on the back of his neck.

"What had you so busy that you missed an alien invasion?" Natasha asked, voicing the question everyone was thinking.

Oh, I don't know, Percy thought, maybe a war of my own with a crazed titan.

"I was on a camping trip." Percy said, lying through his teeth, "I was out of state with no access to a TV or radio, how'd you expect me to know?"

"What about when you came back?" Bruce asked, "Wasn't the attack all over the news and what about the construction that's needed to be done throughout the city?"

Percy shrugged.

"I don't watch TV a whole lot, let alone the news. As for the construction, I just assumed there was a bombing or something."

Natasha's eyes narrowed, as though she didn't believe him. She was about to say something else when Clint put a hand on her shoulder, efficiently silencing her.

"How about we go eat?" Clint turned to Steve, "What'd you get?"

"I got pizza and soda." Seeing the expecting looks, Steve sighed, "It's in the kitchen."

Bruce and Tony started to head towards what Percy assumed was the kitchen, Steve trailing behind them.

Natasha stood and looked at Percy.

"You coming?" Natasha didn't even spare him a glance before leaving.

"Wh-Yeah."

Percy who had tripped in his haste to follow her turned back to Clint, "Are you coming?" He asked with a confused look.

Clint shook his head, "I'll be there in a minute. I have to make a phone call."

Percy nodded, making his way after Natasha.

Percy leaned back and stretched in his chair, his stomach full.

"Thank you." Percy said, yawning halfway through.

Steve stood, "C'mon Percy, I'll show you to one of the many guest rooms."

Percy chuckled, but followed Steve. They weren't even out of eyesight when Natasha spoke up.

"I don't trust him, Percy I mean."

Bruce stared at her, shocked, "What makes you say that?"

"When we were questioning him about not knowing about the alien invasion, I had a feeling that he was lying."

Tony scoffed, "Feeling?"

Natasha glared at him but explained herself anyway, "Yes. It was like he was mixing the truth with lies. I have no doubt that at least some of it was true, but I just can't discern which. What really made me suspicious was when he said he thought that there was a bombing but hadn't looked at the news. I mean what kind of person thinks there's a bombing and doesn't care to confirm it?"

"So you think he was lying about not knowing? What could he gain from doing that?" Bruce questioned, his brow furrowing in confusion.

"No." Natasha said, "I think that he was telling the truth about that. It was everything said after that that was complete bogus."

Clint, who had been silent up 'til now, decided to speak up.

"I called Director Fury." Clint said, ignoring the looks of surprise he got, "Natasha's right. There's something off about Percy. If anyone knows why, it's going to be Fury."