This is a fan made story. I don't own the rights to Captain America, any of its characters or any characters within the MCU… Much to my disappointment. This will have some violent content and possible triggers. Steve/Bucky Established Relationship. Constructive criticism is welcome but if you don't like it simply because you don't like the line of thinking, please don't attack me for it.
AN: My apologies for the massive delay. I have been under a lot of stress which has resulted in writer's block for this story and several others as well that I have been working on an original story for publication. I appreciate the patience though.
Chapter 16: An Education in Interviews
By noon that day, Tony was feeling back to normal, much to Helen's surprise, and itching to get back to work in his lab. It took a bit of negotiation but eventually she agreed to allow it provided Bruce was in the lab with him to keep an eye on him and FRIDAY monitored his vitals, informing her if his temperature rose again. As soon as Tony agreed to the restrictions, mostly to get her to leave him alone, Helen waved him off towards the elevators. Tony immediately dragged Bruce along with him, declaring that the parts for his Iron Baby and Iron Kid prototypes should have arrived by now and ranting on the restrictions being unfair.
"You would think he didn't have a full-blown tantrum yesterday or the day before," Steve commented as he sat down and began reviewing his planned work for the day, sorting through the emails of requests for interviews with Mr. Stark and the Avengers.
Laura, Tony and he had finally gotten the worst of the mess Dr. Jenkins had left behind in the guise of Pepper Potts. As Steve read each request, he googled the most recent articles from the journalist making the request. A lot of it the recent work focused on the Avengers or Tony so it made sense that they would be begging for an interview after the latest press conference. There was one that stood out, however. She was a journalist that didn't focus solely on the on goings of the Avengers. Christine Everhart's latest pieces covered the Syrian Refugee Crisis, the Dakota Access Pipeline and then, most recently, an in-depth story of Steve and Bucky's known history titled 'A Century of Love'. Steve was curious about the last one and actually read the entire article rather than the first few paragraphs like he had with the others.
Steve wrote her an email back with a number that she could call to set up an appointment with him and the others for an interview. He then went through the others again and looked for the journalist who tended to lean towards the more serious articles and not the tabloids for work. Of those, he picked out two more and sent them a similar email to the one sent to Everhart. By the time he finished with selecting the interviewers it was almost dinner and no one was really in the mood to cook. Steve stood and began making up the preferred sandwiches and wraps for everyone on the floor and delivered it to them before bringing two plates down to the lab for Tony and Bruce.
Tony was working on some kind of hydraulics system attached to what looked like a metal cradle frame. Steve guessed that Tony was starting with his 'Iron Baby' first since the boys really were the most exposed and defenseless. Natalia and Sarah had enough intelligence and an education enough to make themselves at least hard to catch when it came to the bad guys, Nathanial, Joseph and George were all, in comparison, the easiest targets. Tony absently took the sandwich Steve brought him and bit into it, moaned happily and went back to soldering a piece into place.
Bruce thanked him as he ate his wrap, still going through the paperwork for the R&D department. With this, Steve went back up to the main floor. He pulled the headphones off of the heads of the children aged two and older who had been taking basic history lessons from FRIDAY. They had decided that until tutors could be decided upon, the children could take lessons from the AI as it had complete access to Stark Industries archives as well as the internet. Nathanial, George and Joseph had entertained themselves by having crawling races and playing with the toys within the large playpen that had taken over a portion of the living room area.
He made the children sit at the table to eat, though the fare was simple. Three bottles of formula were made up for the boys and fed to them. Eventually, an hour later, the adults all stopped for the night when Tony came up and flopped down on the couch on top of Steve and Bucky. Steve sighed before saving the report he had been reviewing and glared at the head in his lap.
"What do you want Tony?" He grumbled while Bucky glared at Tony for another reason.
"Is it weird that I'm tired? I'm never tired, normally I sleep like two hours but I want to sleep. That's weird, right?" Tony had turned his head to look at Helen who had approached with a thermometer.
She stuck it in his mouth without hesitation and then pulled out her light to check his eyes, "Actually, it is a normal thing that normal people feel when awake after working long hours. It is also a very good sign that your withdrawal is receding." She pulled the thermometer out of his mouth when it beeped and examined it with a satisfied nod. She moved on to checking his BPM and gave another satisfied nod.
"Well?" Tony asked impatiently.
"Your heart rate's normal, eye reaction normal, temperature normal. I think it is safe to say you are past the worst of the withdrawal. If you stay away from alcohol you should find in increase in productivity, believe it or not. Even if you do start sleeping like a normal person," Helen gave Tony a smile and he practically bounced off of Steve and Bucky.
"Fantastic. Does that mean I don't need to keep having a baby sitter?" Tony was virtually petulant in his question.
"I would still like FRIDAY to monitor you for another 48 hours but unless you have a relapse and start drinking again you should be in the clear. But Tony, I do want to get a test of your liver function next week. I took a blood sample while you were sedated the first time so I want to monitor it. If your liver function is up a decent amount we can look at things more positively… if not… well we will keep it monitored. You drank for a long time. I am glad you are taking a responsible stance but we need to keep on top of things. Also, if your body is telling you it's tired, listen to it. Rest will help you heal and recover more quickly," Helen's expression was serious and for the first time, she felt like Tony would be taking her seriously as well. "In time, you may go back to sleeping shorter amounts of time but for right now, your body is recovering from prolonged intoxication."
"Got it doc. Don't touch the liquid poison, keep an eye on my liver, especially with that palladium poisoning a few years ago, get plenty of sleep," Tony nodded and then looked over to realize Clint, Natasha and Wanda were all suppressing laughter. "What's so funny?"
"Tony, a week ago, if someone told me that you would be referring to alcohol as liquid poison and behaving like a responsible father, I would have had them committed to an insane asylum," Clint managed to choke out before giving into his laughter.
"Who knew that it took a two-foot-tall, curly haired, red-head to finally conquer the untamable heart of Anthony Edward Stark," Steve added with a smile before standing and picking up Joseph in one arm and George in the other. "I think it is time we get the kids to bed. Oh, we have an interview the day after tomorrow with Christine Everhart."
Natasha rolled her eyes at Steve while gathering up Natalia. Bucky grabbed hold of Sarah with Rebecca being guided in front of him. Laura and Clint began to herd their children towards the elevator as well. Before they all reached it though, Hill stopped them, "Just so you are aware, I was able to narrow down the number to a reasonable list of candidates for the tutor and nanny positions. I set up the first rounds of groups for Tony and Steve to interview tomorrow. The morning is for tutor options and the afternoon for nannies. You should probably get two of each considering the number of kids. Everyone on the list has a clean record, not so much as a parking ticket, and Wanda, Pietro and Bucky have made sure they aren't Hydra that have come into contact with them. A few of those did apply though, so I sent their information over to Ross and his people. No need to work harder than necessary." Hills voice was dry as she informed them before getting on the elevator that would take her to the garage so she could get to her own apartment.
"Why Tony and Steve? Why not Laura, Bucky and I, we're way more intimidating?" Natasha asked, annoyed.
"Probably because Steve and I are less than hostile. We are just narrowing the numbers down a bit so you can look at only the very best options. The ones who aren't likely to be instantly terrified by the Black Widow, The Winter Soldier and the one woman on the planet that can handle a long term, healthy marriage to an Avenger. You three are scary," Tony responded, grabbing Natalia from Natasha and stepping out of the elevator onto his floor. "I probably still require less sleep than you. I'll take her."
Natasha waved him off as the elevator doors closed and relaxed. With this they all started to file off the elevator at each floor to settle in for the night. Steve and Bucky didn't bother to explain to the others that if anything happened to their kids, they would both be equally terrifying. They came from families that were not well put together. Steve was raised by a single mother after his dad died in WWI and Bucky's mother had been the only constant in his life, his father was constantly away, working or being unfaithful. Both had sworn, if they ever got the chance, their own kids would never go through the same. Unfortunately, they had. Now Steve and Bucky were determined to show their kids what a real family was, if they had a lot of extremely powerful aunts and uncles, well that wasn't going to hurt them either.
The next morning, Steve put on slacks and a button up shirt for the interviews. He intentionally didn't put on a jacket or tie, not wanting to appear too formal. Tony, on the other hand, was dressed like he was about to attend a board meeting. The two of them had settled into one of the conference rooms, waiting for Wanda, who had opted to act as their secretary for this meeting, to do subtle mental checks on the canadites. When nine o'clock rolled around, Wanda, dressed in a russet red pencil dress, escorted a group of ten individuals into the room.
The age range was from eighteen to early sixties. Tony and Steve sat on each end of the long table and stood when the group entered. With five seats on each side of the table, they enacted their first, subtle test, observing how the applicants seated themselves. The older ones, unsurprisingly went to Steve's side, while the younger went to Tony's. Once everyone was seated, Tony and Steve got up, switched sided and then sat again. This immediately set all the applicates in the room on edge.
"You all are here because you have clean backgrounds, PhDs in multiple fields and you all want to educate potentially the most influential members of the next generation. Our children. Children with extraordinary IQ levels, off the charts physical and mental acumen and who will undoubtedly become the next generation of Avengers, protectors of this planet without any political or national affiliation. So here is how we are going to do this, we are going to go around the table, you will introduce yourselves, give us your field of PhDs, your experience and you will tell us why you think you should be permitted access to our children. Those of you who impress us will be invited back for individual interviews with some of the other Avengers. We have one hour until the next group comes in, so let's get started," Steve was firm as he spoke, and gestured for the person to his left to start.
Tony remained silent as he tapped away on his pad, allowing Steve to seemingly lead the meeting until everyone finished speaking. Tony then started asking questions, testing how they would be able to handle certain aspects of the children's education. Just before ten, Wanda opened the door, indicating that it was time for the next batch. Thusly passed Steve and Tony's entire day, the first four groups being the forty top applicants for tutor positions and the next four groups being for the nanny positions. They had a half hour break in the middle to eat, mostly so that Steve didn't scream from hunger at the end the day.
When the last applicants followed Wanda out of the room, Steve sagged in relief, "I didn't think it was possible that there were individuals more arrogant than you or your father Tony, but damn was I wrong. How old was that one kid?"
"Nineteen. Idiot really thought that just having a PhD in Engineering and Physics at age seventeen like me seemed to make him the obvious choice. He doesn't have lick of business acumen though. He would be too busy trying to impress me to teach anything to my kid. Waste of a good mind, I tell you," Tony shook his head as he stood. "I did like that Dr. Culver though. He has PhDs in Physics, Math, English and Education. He's very well rounded. I am surprised by his willingness to give up a tenured position at Princeton but I suppose this is really a once in a lifetime opportunity. I mean, how many two, three and eight-year-old geniuses of this caliber do people get to educate. Especially given their likely futures."
"I agree, I liked him. There were also a few other good ones too. We should get up to the common floor though, Bucky said he would make dinner tonight," Steve commented as he moved them toward the private elevator.
"You two are so domestic it's ridiculous."
"My mom died when I was seventeen and Bucky and Rikki moved in with me not long after to get away from their dad. We had years of practice before WWII. Plus, all my mom's and his mom's recipes. Going out to eat wasn't really an option for those who weren't wealthy in those days. The first meal that I ate that wasn't cooked by my mother, Bucky's mom, Bucky or myself was when I joined the army," Steve responded, stepping out of the elevator and immediately getting hit with a scent of roasted chicken.
"Tony, I don't know why you have a rotisserie in the kitchen but I love you for it. Steve, what seasoning did Bucky put on it? He won't tell anyone besides Rebecca and she isn't talking either," Natasha was near drooling as she eyed the two large birds that Bucky was masterfully carving up.
Rebecca, meanwhile was making what appeared to be a Greek salad with Bruce. Steve just shook his head and smiled, "Sorry, that is one of Mrs. Winifred Barnes recipes. If I told you, she would probably rise from the grave to kill me."
"Well, if you won't share, you and Barnes are just going to have to do all the cooking," Laura commented. "Though, isnt two chickens a bit much, even for us?"
"You might not have noticed this, but the more normal food the kids eat, the bigger their appetites have become," Bucky pointed out, gesturing to Natalia and Sarah that were both eying the slices of chicken in the same manner that Natasha was. "Now that they know not all food is bland and boring they are happy to eat their fill and they need it with their metabolisms. Steve, I really hope you narrowed down the whole tutor/nanny thing, FRIDAY doesn't have arms and thus cannot stop them if they decide they aren't in the mood for… whatever they were supposed to be working on."
"Natalia was supposed to be working on algebra," Rebecca filled in.
Natasha glared at her daughter, "And if she doesn't obey her teachers again, whoever they are, she will be getting a timeout."
"Is that even effective? They kept the kids kind of isolated in that Hydra facility, right?" Steve pointed out, uncomfortable.
"And we hated every second of it," Rebecca commented as she placed the bowl of salad on the table.
Steve frowned, the reminder that their kids had been so poorly treated clearly upsetting him. Bruce wisely changed the subject and they all settled down to eat. After supper, Wanda put on another Dinosaur documentary and the children were once more glued to the TV, fascinated by the concept of the creatures they had just learned existed.
The morning after this was spent by Steve and Tony debating over applicants and then in preparation for the interview with Christine Everhart. Tony was determined to keep it casual, so he refused to have the children dressed up for the interview, and he didn't either. Everyone decided to remain comfortable, though not overly so.
When Christine Everhart entered Avengers Tower's lobby, she and her camera man walked directly towards the receptionist desk only to be intercepted by a tall brunet, "Hello, Ms. Everhart. I'm Maria Hill, I am head of security here, Mr. Rogers asked me to escort you and your camera man up. However, in order to do so, we are going to need to go through a few safety measures, I am sure you understand."
"Of course, it makes perfect sense. Wouldn't want to put the little ones at risk," Christine nodded her understanding and gestured for the man carrying a camera pack with him to follow her. "This is Vanity Fair's best photographer, Fred Wilson. I believe I sent his information to Mr. Rogers in advance."
"Right, pleasure to meet you, Mr. Wilson. Right this way," Hill directed them to a security room.
Once there, she had Wilson put his camera bag on the table and pull everything out, including the foam lining. Once Hill was certain that there was nothing dangerous in the bag, she patted them both down carefully. Once she finished, Maria smiled, "So sorry about that. We are being extremely cautious at the moment."
"Completely understandable. I think I am not alone in saying that I am willing to jump through a lot of hoops for an exclusive after that press conference," Christine smiled again.
After this, Hill brought them over to the elevator intended for private use. She had to place her hand on the palm print scanner before the door would open, "State of the art tech. It reads for not just the palm print but heat signature and microfeatures like vein placement patterns so you can't just cut off the hand or get a copy of a handprint of someone who has access to get in. Not even SHIELD had more advanced tech."
Once they were in the elevator, a laser ran over the three of them, "No transmitter detected." FRIDAY announced before the elevator began moving.
Maria remained silent until they reached the common floor. The first thing Christine noticed was all the children but the babies were sitting on a couch with books of various sizes in their laps. Wilson, who had set up his camera when Maria made him take everything out, immediately snapped a picture of them and then one of Bucky on the floor with the twins in his lap while moving a stuffed toy around while the boys reached for it.
"Ms. Everhart, thank you for joining us. The kids are currently learning about ancient Greece. The one subject Hydra failed to teach them was history. I'm guessing they wanted to keep their own actions from the children. Please, this way," Steve led her over to another couch with a chair across from it.
Bucky, meanwhile, had put the stuffed toy down and the twins into the play pen. He came over to join the rest of the adults, sans Laura who remained watching over the children. A glance to her left confirmed for Christine that Wilson had gotten a candid of Bucky playing with the twins and the older children working on the computers. The adults were all gathered and sitting on the couches and chairs near a coffee table. Christine took one of the empty seats opposite them and Wilson snapped a few shots of the Avengers in casual clothes as they sat back, relaxed.
"Thank you so much for giving us this opportunity. Please know that I fully understand if there is something you don't want to talk about, just let me know and we can move on," Christine stated as she pulled out an audio recorder and the notes she had brought with her.
"What happened to the hard-hitting investigative reporter from Berkley that asks the invasive and hard questions?" Tony asked, amusement in his voice.
"Oh, that was when I believed I was dealing with a man who held a complete disregard for human life to the point that he was willing to profit off their deaths. I am fully aware now that I had the wrong man for that. Something you have proven repeatedly, Mr. Stark. It also isn't in the best interest of Vanity Fair to piss off the people who have saved the world multiple times," Christine smiled at him before turning to her notes.
A glance up told her that the entire group was ready and waiting for questions, "So, I am going to start with a simple question. How did the Avengers become aware that there were children being held in a Hydra facility that might be their own flesh and blood?"
"Well, that would be me, and we didn't know that they had all the kids, just that they had Rebecca. You might be aware of the incident in DC a few years ago with the fall of SHIELD?" Bucky had leaned forward and waited for her nod of confirmation. "Well, I was a major component of that. I was being held by Hydra and brainwashed into being a secret weapon. Before you ask, the brain washing has been removed fully and I am no threat to anyone who isn't a threat to humanity.
"Anyways, during the time that I was under Hydra control they had taken some of my… DNA and used it to make Rebecca. I didn't learn of it until she was five and they started to have me train her, that was about three years ago, a short while before the DC incident. Anyways, during that training Rebecca managed to break through a good chunk of the brainwashing, mostly because she looks a lot like my little sister, Rikki, from back before the war. I tried to escape with her but failed. After Steve broke through the brain washing a second time, during the DC incident, I began to slowly remember bits and pieces and began taking out the Hydra facilities that I remembered the locations of.
"During one of those facilities destruction, I came across Rebecca's information and the memories came flooding back. I gathered as much intel about other Hydra bases and then went straight to Steve. By that point, I was well aware that if I went into a Hydra base under-prepared it would be costly."
"So, you weren't expecting the other children to be there?" Christine asked, it wasn't a question on her list but needed to be asked.
"No, when we went in, it was with the intel that there was a high probability of Rebecca being at that facility and we went in to search the place top to bottom and gather as much intel as possible in case she wasn't there. Our search method resulted in us finding all the children and to say we were unnerved would be an understatement," Natasha answered this question in a controlled tone.
"So, how did you find out the children were yours?" Christine went with a safe follow up.
"Well, when it came to Sarah, it was a bit instinctual for me. I have baby pictures of myself and you would understand why I might get the idea that she was my kid if you saw them. Then you have the fact that Natalia is nearly a carbon copy miniature of Natasha, but beyond that, the computer data that Tony collected had all their details on it so we only needed DNA tests to confirm that they were ours," Steve replied.
"Could we see some of those baby pictures, and a picture of Sgt. Barnes's sister, if there is one? Is that too much to ask?" Christine looked almost excited at the prospect.
"Tony scanned all the photos into the computer system for us, so yeah, it shouldn't be too hard to show them to you. Plus, we anticipated the request so we have some on the table over there," Steve gestured to the dining table that had a box of photo albums.
"I have some of the old war propaganda reels too. My dad kept all of Steve's and Bucky's stuff after the war. Money went a long way to pulling the right strings back then. I have it all on the computer system," Tony offered as well. "I put it all on the flash drive for you."
Christine looked absolutely gleeful at having this kind of opportunity, "That is fantastic and I can't tell you how much we appreciate it. Now, onto the next question. Now that you are all parents, how is it effecting your daily lives and any missions that you've gone on?"
"Oh, well, I would say it has had a major impact of all of us. Myself in particular, I always swore to myself that I would be a better parent than my dad if I ever became a dad and I am really throwing myself into that promise. The others can confirm that. I think the biggest impact on my life though is that I stopped drinking alcohol. An alcoholic father isn't something I would wish on anyone and I definitely won't have my daughter facing that," Tony answered first.
Christine's jaw dropped, "You have given up drinking? Completely? Even on special occasions?"
"Yep. The AI, FRIDAY, is under strict orders to report to me if Tony even looks at the stuff. We're all very impressed how quickly he determined to clean up his act. He has also been a very hands-on dad. Tony and I just personally did the personally did the preliminary interviews for tutors and nannies for the children. Add on to that that he is teaching her the basic tools of engineering personally and I think you can get a good idea of the hands-on side. He is also working on new measures for the kids in an emergency protocol," Steve confirmed.
"Well, that is certainly impressive. How has going from zero to four children been for you, Captain Rogers?" Christine asked, turning back to how it impacted them to have children.
"Honestly, it's a little overwhelming. I'm truly grateful that I have Bucky and everyone else as a backup to help with the kids. Putting that aside, it is also a bit exciting. Growing up in the 30's, there was always that underlying concern that I would never even live to adulthood much less have a family and kids. That really doubled when I realized I was gay and in love with Bucky. They really didn't have all the opportunities for gay couples back then since it was considered illegal. It really has been an experience and it really is just so new. After all that I have gone through, between my health problems pre-serum, the highly experimental super soldier program and then getting frozen in ice… I hadn't even really been sure that having kids was a possibility and to be honest, without Bucky it probably wouldn't have had the same meaning to it," Steve answered.
"And you Sgt. Barnes? What's it been like for you?" Christine asked, her voice slightly emotional.
"Bliss. I haven't been this happy ever, in my entire life. Before WWII Steve's health and our sexuality being discovered was always a concern, then when his health wasn't a concern, we were in an active combat zone doing nearly daily missions, then under Hydra's control and then I was fighting Hydra without Steve. This is the first time I have had the opportunity to slow down and even in my wildest dreams before the war, I never imagined getting the chance to have kids and just being a family with Steve. Now I get that and it is without the threat of it being illegal, I get to marry him and we have four beautiful children, admittedly we don't know a lot about them, but it is just bliss. If I have to fight everyone to keep this, I will," Bucky was dead serious as he spoke.
Christine looked a little teary eyed, "That is so sweet. I am going to come back to your relationship later but I still need to ask, Ms. Romanoff, how has it been for you?" Christine's voice was laden with emotion.
"I have to admit, I am in the same boat as Bucky and Steve, though for a different reason and in the same boat as Tony for a different reason. When I was in the Red Room, well before joining SHIELD, after I completed my training, they tied my tubes to prevent pregnancy so I never really imagined having my own kids. If you add on all the horrible things that I did before joining SHIELD and the Avengers, I had no problems thinking that it was a good thing that I couldn't have kids because, what kind of mother would I be? Natalia was a surprise but an exciting and happy one. I also don't want my daughter to have the same childhood I had, but I know that to a small extent Hydra has been doing to her what the Red Room did to me and I am glad we got her away from that. I will probably be throwing myself into being a mom as much as possible, even if the only examples I have to go by are Laura and Steve and even if Tony does hog her a little bit," Natasha finished off, earning her a wet laugh from Christine.
"And Mr. Barton, what does it feel like to no longer be the only Avenger with kids?" Christine asked, a few sympathetic tears having escaped.
"Oh, I would say it's a blast. My kids now have other children their age that will be able to understand what it is like to have parents who are super heroes of international fame. Plus, it is probably the first time where everyone has to look to me for advice on something important. I am the only one with real parenting skills," Clint answered getting another laugh from Christine, this one less emotional. "All joking aside though, I think it's a good experience for all involved. Children tend to keep us grounded in reality and give us a really great motivation for waiting to keep the world safe. Nothing more powerful than wanting a better future for your kids to make sure that you want to eliminate the bad guys."
"How has the children impacted the group dynamic overall?" Christine moved on.
"I would say we're definitely a little more tight-knit than before, at least in our living arrangements. We have all pretty much moved into the tower as a way to ensure security for the kids and to pool our collective parenting skills. I have been doing a lot more cooking. Plus, it brought Bucky home so I definitely won't be complaining about that," Steve answered.
"Tony's quitting drinking has also raised the maturity level of the group too," Natasha added, earning another laugh. "Seriously though, I think the kids have really given us a point of unity that we didn't have before. Clint's right though, we all have a much bigger stake in our jobs as Avengers when it comes to the fight. It isn't just about our personal or moral stance on wanting to protect people and keeping the casualties to a minimum while fighting the bad guys now. It is a lot more personal and I think in time it is going to allow us to fight with better cohesion and maybe get even better at protecting others."
"Wanda, Pietro, as some of the newest Avengers, and the youngest as well, how has this influenced you?" Christine asked, focusing on the two who were barely 20 years old.
"I would say that it has made the group feel more like a family to us. We never had that growing up, we lost our parents at such a young age, and it is starting to feel like we can understand what it means now. Even before this, Tony was already behaving as a father-figure would towards his kids, trying to get Pietro and I to really incorporate ourselves into the group and Clint and Steve were real mother hens but now it feels a little more natural," Wanda answered, her smile soft.
After this Christine moved on to less personal, more general questions about the group before honing back in on Steve and Bucky's relationship, both past and present. The interview wrapped up with Christine and Wilson getting pictures of the Avengers with and without their children and going through the photos from before WWII. Wilson artistically scattered a few of the more emotionally revealing pictures on the table and snapped a few shots before they scooped up the flash drive from Tony and left the tower fully pleased with their endeavors.
When Everhart and Wilson reached the office building for Vanity Fair, they were nearly swarmed for the interview details and the main editor assigned a group of journalists and photographers to the task of working on the story that would dominate the next issue released in two weeks. It was going to be a special Avengers addition with a special release and there would be a lot of research involved for the group.