Hello, again people of the geek world. Here is another chapter, I will hopefully be updating sooner than usual due to the fact that I only have 4 classes for the rest of the year. One of them is an online class which means it ends earlier than the rest of my classes, and I am not complaining about that. So I have an extra period of the day to write, yeah! As always I don't own anything, and I hope you enjoy reading.

We Need To Talk

Captain America/Steve Rogers

Tony left the room, trailed by the five kids that had shown up, leaving the room in science, for the time being, everyone processing what they had heard and seen in their own ways. "How bad is there world, that children are the soldiers that protect it?" I turned to face bucky who was looking down onto his metal hand.

"I don't know," I looked at him from across the room. "But I am not entirely sure that I want to know." It was true, I heard of children soldiers in this day and age, and even more in the decades before my time, but there was never a moment that I agreed with him. I never truly like that idea of Peter being an Avenger, or for that matter a crime fighter, but I did find little comfort in the fact that he had us to protect him. From what we heard, these kids had no one. No one to protect them, or pull them out of situations that were over there heads.

They had no one but themselves. Another cloud of silence fell over the group with that thought. But it was interrupted when Tony joined the group. "The kids are all settled into rooms, which means we have some time to talk."

"They are not kids!." Peter protested, almost everyone in the room sent him disagreeing looks along with myself. "They are my age, I am not a kid, and neither are them. They said they were their worlds avengers, we should just call them the 'other team'." He glared down anyone who would care to disagree. It was very rare that I had seen Peter mad, but he did make a point. They were Avengers, not children.

"Yeah, agreed. But we need to find a way to get them back to there earth. If they are it's the only defense, their people might be in trouble." This lead to another problem thought this one more material.

"They said they got here by channeling the Space stones power, and the space stone is somewhere we don't even know, and I truly believe that it should stay that way," I spoke up, I realized that their earth could be in danger, but if someone else as powerful as Thanos got her hands on the stone, that could ruin a world still recovering from the last major assault.

"Yes, but what if we used a device that still might have a little bit of the energy left over from when it harnessed it." All eyes and ears turned towards Thor was he spoke. "The device that Loki used to create the portal which started the chatri ev=invasion, there should still be some residual energy left from the stone to power a portal. Making sure that they get home will be harder."

The room fell silent again, but this time in positive thoughts, everyone trying to piece together how we can get the Other Team home.

Captain America/James Rodgers

I woke up before my eyes opened, not wanting to leave the warm embrace of Torunn. I swear As Guardians must have a higher body heat than humans, ever thought Tony and Pym disagree, I still believe that. I tried to fall back to sleep, but the girl hugging me had other ideas. "No, I love snuggling you, but if you are up, my arm fell asleep. So move your ass."

I smiled and wiggled out of the guardians hold. "So what is on the slate for today. I don't think I have any meeting today." I smiled and turned towards her, my mind still waking up.

I got slapped on the back of my head. I recoiled from the contact and gave her a WTF look, she would slap me a lot, but only when I was being a dumbass. "Did you forget?"

"Forget what?"

"The whole, stranded on another world with our dead planet." I moaned as it all came back to be. Hiding my face and groaning not wanting to accept what had happened yesterday.

"Do you think if I put my old red boots on and tap my heels together we will go home and I will realize this is all one big dream?"

"There are so many flaws in that plan, not only did was come in civilian clothes, but I also burned the wretched only costume as soon as you got a new one." She said without any emotions.

"How could you, I loved that uniform."

"That was not a uniform, that was monkey costume, what you were now is a uniform. Besides, it is my duty to protect the people of Midgard, and allowing their heroes to look like that was a crime, I was simply doing my duty." I said with a smirk. That earned her a smack in the face with a pillow.

The sound of the door opening pulled us out of our thoughts, we emotionally moved the opposite side of the beds. These people might not have been our real parents, but we still had a few days feeling about cuddling in front of them. When we didn't see anything metal, but a little flutter sound alerted us that it was Pym shrunken down.

"We should talk." His voice had gotten deeper, but not when he was this tinny. "Do but of you guys have your pants on."

"Pym," Torunn spoke in a voice that was calm, it was near treerfing. "I will submit your scrawny little ass if you ask us that question again." I had to choke down laughter.

"Well sorry, but we really do need to talk." He shifted to his normal height. He was wearing Thor PJ's along with the band located on his upper arms allowing him to change his size. They were a major upgrade form the bulky armor he had to wear before. "So last night I and the others came to concessions that we should tell them that we are their children. This way they might trust us more and have a little personal reasoning to help us. We just wanted to get your options."

I and Torunn looked at each other, no matter how much we didn't like it, we had become co-leaders of the team, unofficially. Which meant they looked to us for orders, not that they fouled the most of the time.

"Well, having them trust us more would help motivate them to get us home. But would that be too confusing on the exports? It might take the time to process, and that might interfere with them getting us home quicker."

"Torunn might be right, but I feel like trust is something we need them to see in us. I feel like we should tell them."

That is how we found ourselves facing the Avengers in one of Tony's lab, neither of us biting the butter and just telling them. Well until the impulses of Pym Took over. "We are your children from an alternate reality"

"Yeah." I smiled, not sure what to do.