A/N: Last chapter for this week guys! Enjoy it! Reviews are appreciated but not mandatory :P

Disclaimer: I do not own Marvel, Disney, ABC or the Avengers. Just Sera.


Whistling to myself as the song started, I started packing a few boxes, with only the essentials. The kids were running around, enjoying the new toys from Grandpa, and Steve, Bucky and Peter were in the training room, seeing how much he could take. Natasha was taking Bruce to the Retreat for a few days, and Wanda was relaxing for a few days, being treated to facials, pedicures and manicures by Daisy, Jemma, Pepper and Darcy. My Dad was brainstorming over our deep space communicator with Rocket about weapon designs.

I was slowly getting more and more depressed about my move. It wasn't like I was moving away from my family forever, but it was another major change to add to the never ending list of weird things I never expected out of my life. All I wanted to do was be a doctor, save some lives, and find someone who I wanted to spend my life with. None of the craziness I was blessed with. I wouldn't take back a second of my life, but I was horrified that I would be leaving my family for a majority of my time.

Steve and Bucky both assured me that they would bring the kids over anytime there wasn't a mission, or that they had a lesson. Natasha, Bucky and Maria were going to start their homeschooling while I was away, and I would continue when the UN was dismissed for the year. But it wasn't until my computer slid out of my one bag that I realized what I hadn't done yet. Looking over at the kids, I contemplated what I should do.

"Okay," I said softly, getting their coats and winter boots. They immediately saw what I was doing and Callie said, "Where are we going Momma?"

"You guys are going to come with me to meet the President," I said, and Elijah's eyes widened.

"Really?" He was clearly excited.

"Yes, and we need to be on our best behavior. So that means manners, and no running around, and we are quiet when the adults are talking unless you are asked a question."

"Yes Momma," They said, as I asked ARSENAL to call Phil and May.

"What shall I ask them for Ma'am?"

"If they'd like to come with me to see the President and deliver evidence against Ross."

"They have answered in the affirmative. They shall meet you in the hangar."

"Okay, now to tell your Daddies," I said, as they pulled on their coats, "Or maybe they want to come with us."

"They were training Uncle Peter," Elijah said.

"Uncle Phil and Auntie May are coming too?" Callie asked, excited to get going, pulling on her boots as fast as she could.

"Yup, so let's zip up your coats, and go tell your Daddies we are leaving." I said, grabbing my own coat. Callie helped Elijah with his coat and he tried to do up her zipper in return. I watched silently, smirking as I took a picture of the scene. It was moments like this I was going to miss with being away. Calling the Attorney General and asking him to meet me at the White House, I grabbed my computer full of evidence and ushered the kids out of our apartment. At least this time I grabbed my visitor's passes for the White House and shoved it in my purse.

Steve looked up as I walked into the hangar/training room with the kids, all bundled up for the crisp fall air.

"Where are you three off to?" He smiled, picking up both kids in a hug.

"Mommy is taking us to meet the President!" Elijah exclaimed, wiggling in excitement. Steve chuckled saying, "Well, when Mommy is talking to the President, you are both going to be on your best behavior, right? No mischief?"

"Yes Dad," Callie smiled, as his lips reached for a kiss from her.

"Okay Princess, you two go give Daddy a kiss goodbye," He said after kissing Elijah's forehead and putting them down. Peter and Bucky were in the middle of the room talking as the kids ran towards him giggling. As they attached themselves to his legs, he pretended to be scared, holding his metal hand to his chest dramatically. The kids tackled him to the ground, as he tried to run away from them. I couldn't help the full belly laugh that escaped my lips, as Steve wrapped himself around my middle from behind.

"I've missed your laugh," He whispered sweetly in my ear.

"Is that the only thing you've missed?" I teased, turning my head slightly to look up at him. His smirk strengthened as he leaned down to capture my lips in a passionate kiss.

"Come back to us," He whispered.

"Always. I love you," I replied, as May and Phil appeared behind him.

"Ready to go?" Phil smiled, passing May the tablet he had in his hands.

"Let me say goodbye to Bucky and then yeah, I'll be ready." I said, as Steve hugged me closer. I felt the warmth of his skin, even under the Henley he wore. It was more for show, because I knew he wasn't cold. His body temperature was perfect, but he still wore sweaters as a precaution. Both he and Bucky hated feeling cold, and I could understand why.

"Give me some sugar," Bucky said huskily as I ran over to him. The kids shrieked and giggled as Bucky swept me in for a kiss. Smiling against his lips, I felt his metal hand reach down to pull my hip closer to his body.

"Easy tiger, we have an audience," I chuckled.

"Hurry back," He smirked, letting me go and smacking my ass. Winking at him, I took the kids hands and said, "Say good bye. We'll be back in time for me to make dinner."

"BYE!" The kids said waving as we walked to the Quinjet. May was already in the cockpit, turning on the instruments, so I decided to sit back with Phil and the kids. Buckling them in as the hatch closed, Phil said, "So, how much did you find?"

"More than enough to incriminate him, and plenty for an arrest."

"Good. Next item on the agenda I shutting down the RAFT, and reopening the FRIDGE."

"That sounds like an excellent plan."

"Fridge? Like where we put food?" Elijah asked, confused.

"Actually this FRIDGE is where SHIELD puts people who have done bad things. They go in there to cool off."

"A prison?" Callie questioned, head tilting to the side adorably.

"Yes Sweet Pea." I smiled, as the kids tablet was turned on and they started watching a show.

As we touched down on the front lawn, I drew out my badge and pinned on two visitors badges to the kids jacket lapels. Callie's eyes grew wide as the Secret Service approached the Quinjet.

"They look like agents," She said, holding onto my hand tightly.

"They are. They protect the White House, the President and the First Family. Just like SHIELD agents protect our base." I said, as Elijah's giggle made me look over at him. His glee for meeting the President was unadulterated and so contagious. May gave him a little smirk and took his hand, to lead him towards the agents. Flashing their SHIELD ID's and my own White House ID badge, Frank smirked and said, "Sera, thought I wasn't gonna see you again for awhile."

"What can I say? I can't seem to stay away from politics." I joked, before introducing Frank to my kids, "This is my son Elijah, and my daughter Callie."

"Well, it is very nice to meet you both. My name is Frank, and I am head of the Secret Service."

"Nice to meet you sir." Elijah said, and I bit my lip at how cute it was the Elijah held out his hand for Frank to shake. Some of the other agents smirked as well, as Frank nodded and shook my son's hand.

"How would you two like a tour of the White House?" Frank suggested, as he looked up at me for permission.

"How about you two go with Auntie May and Frank? You can see all of the cools toys they use and some really cool paintings?" I said, as May nodded to me. She wasn't going in for the meeting anyways.

"But we can meet the President, right?" Elijah said, looking upset that they weren't going with Phil and I.

"After Mommy and Uncle Phil have talked to him, okay? I promise." I said softly to the two of them.

"Okay, Mike, take our guests to the President while I escort these ones around?"

"Sure. This way please," Mike said, giving me a small smile and walking us towards the Lobby of the White House. I gave the kids a small hug and gave May a look that she read as, I still don't trust this government.

She read it loud and clear, a stiff nod in reply. Her eyes were on the kids and searching for any sign of danger. Knowing I had left them in good hands, and waved goodbye as Frank said, "You can trust me Sera. No one is going to take those kids from you. They'd rather face down an army than your wrath."

A smile formed on my lips as I said, "Just because I shooed the fox from the hen house, doesn't mean that there aren't ones dressed like hens."

Frank's eyes searched mine, and nodded, realizing that if Hydra had hid in plain sight for years inside of SHIELD, they could very well be inside the government. He opened his jacket to let me see his holster, and said, "Anyone that isn't yourself or Agent May gets near those kids without your permission, I will put a bullet in them. You risked your life for the President. You are one of us, and no one messes with our families."

"Thank you Frank," I whispered, before I let him walk off with my babies. Waving to them as they ran off, shouting goodbyes to me as they giggled, Phil put his hand on my shoulder.

"They are in the most secure house in the world."

"Then how come Centipede got in here without any trouble, Phil?" I asked quietly, and I saw him stiffen as he thought. They must have had some help from someone on the inside.

"Come on. The President is waiting," Mike said warmly, as he led us down a hallway to the left. A right, towards the Presidential corridor, and a swift knock to the door of the Oval office and I was holding tighter to the computer bag hanging from my shoulder.

"Mr. President," Mike said poking his head in and saying, "The Director of SHIELD and the Avenger's liaison are here."

"Thanks Mike, send them in." Matthew's voice sounded, and the door opened to let us in.

"Sera, wonderful to see you again."

"You as well Mr. President. How is Pamela?" I asked, as the door shut, with the Secret Service Agents on the outside of the room.

"She's well. I'll let her know you came by. I'm sure she'll want to send you some of her famous Snickerdoodles." He said, as he held a hand out for Phil.

"Pleasure to see you again Mr. President."

"Likewise Phil. How goes everything? Rebuild going smoothly?"

"As smoothly as we can hope for. We are re-basing closer to the Avengers for a joint venture." Phil explained as the President gestured for us to sit. The couches were easier for talking, so as we sat. I pulled out a small device and held it up to the President with a questioning look.

His nod in approval was all I needed, as I pressed the button and heard a sizzling sound.

"Well, now I know it's not such a clean house after all." Matthew said, frowning as I got up to investigate the smoking coming from the phone.

"I imagine that only fried out the bugs that were not planted by the Secret Service," Phil said, and I nodded, extracting a small bug from under the receiver on the Presidential phone.

"Frank is aware that the House may not be as clean as you once thought. We never even suspected that one of your own appointed positions would be as in deep as he is."

"Mr. President, the Attorney General," Mike said, opening the door again. I was glad I had moved from the desk and back to my seat on the couch.

"Jason, you remember Sera?" Matthew said as the man sat down next to the President.

"Sera, you look lovelier each time I see you," Jason smiled to me. Even for being as old as my father, he still knew how to charm a lady. He wasn't creepy towards women, but he was very respectful of boundaries, even if he did prefer flirting as a way of communicating. It was just his style.

"Jason, you know I'm a married woman, and that the Director of SHIELD here is like my father," I teased as we all settled again.

"Doesn't mean I can't compliment a lady. Just means 'Don't Touch'." He smiled right back.

"Now, what brings us all here today?" Jason asked.

"We have substantial evidence that the Secretary of State, Thaddeus Ross, is a Hydra sleeper agent." Matthew said, making Jason's eyes just about jump out of their sockets.

"What kind of evidence?"

"Evidence that Hydra didn't know that SHIELD kept. Letters, prison mail logs, prison conjugal logs…. Birth certificates that Hydra wanted secret. Do you recall a Dr. Werner Reinhardt?" To which Jason's head shook.

"Hydra head arrested in 1945. Sentenced to life without parole by the SSR, acting on behalf of the U.S government. Peggy Carter personally tossed him in the Rat, a prison for Hydra heads, and other prisoners of war. Alexander Pierce set him free back in 1989 due to failing health. Or better known as Hydra wanting him to continue his work. He took a woman named Jiaying that he had discovered back in 1945, dissected her until he found the InHuman gene in her, that kept her young. And then he turned himself into Dr. Daniel Whitehall," I said, showing Jason the evidence on my computer.

"Ross's mother matches the one and only conjugal visit Reinhardt ever had in June 1949. Over the years Ross kept in contact with his father, even coming down to visit for hours at a time. Their letters got more frequent as Ross got older, and SHIELD started opening them after the Cold War. They were explaining of his ideals, and why Hydra was so important to him. Ross bought it. Back when he was released Ross set him up with funds to restart his research, even bringing the woman, Jiaying to him."

"When Ross got into the military, he started using his power to reopen Project Rebirth. He intended to make more Super Soldiers for Hydra. And when Banner took off, he knew it wasn't going to fly. We believe that his plan was to use the UN, to create the Sokovia Accords. A treaty with most of the free world that would leash the Avengers. Only go where they told them to and only do as much as they were told. And if we refused," I said, before opening up a hacked feed of the RAFT.

"What is this?" Matthew said, sounding enraged.

"The exact place that Ross was planning on putting the Avengers if they would not sign. A supermax, floating in the middle of the ocean, with elephant glass, reinforced steel, with shock collars for the powered, and elephant tranquilizers for my husbands. It was were they planned to extract the Super Soldier serum from their blood to create their army."

"Sera, I had no idea." Matthew said sorrowfully, and I nodded. He couldn't know everything that went on in government 100% of the time.

"This is substantial evidence Sera." Jason said after a minute of reviewing the information I had presented him.

"Any loopholes he could try to expose?" I asked.

"None. With your permission Mr. President, I'd like to petition the FBI ask for an arrest warrant for Thaddeus Ross," Jason said, deathly serious.

"I will call the Bureau, and the CIA myself. I need a clean house, and this will show Hydra that they can't mess with our Government." Matthew said, as I gave Jason a copy of all the information I had showed them.

"If it gets lost, I assure you that I have a back up in a secure location." I said quietly as the door opened again.

"Momma!" Elijah said, bounding over to me, excitedly telling me all about the tour. It was almost comical how he stopped and turned to look at Matthew, wide eyed.

"President Ellis, I would like to introduce my children. My son Elijah, and my daughter Calliope."

"I hear you like to be called Eli, an you go by Callie." Matthew said, as my kids stood stock still.

"Remember how Frank greeted you this morning?" I whispered to Eli. He slowly approached the President, hand out to shake his, "It's nice to meet you sir."

"It is wonderful to meet you as well Eli. And Miss Callie, you look as lovely as your mother," He said, shaking Elijah's hand as Callie smiled and hid her face in my shoulder.

"It's nice to meet two of the future Avengers."

"First they become SHIELD agents, and then when they are ready, they go through their Terrigenesis for their InHuman inheritance." I said proudly, as Jason greeted Callie.

"You are just as pretty as your mother. You will be a beauty when you grow up."

"That will be sooner than you think," Phil smiled, as Matthew nodded.

"Sera mentioned they grow faster because of their father's serums. How soon will they be ready for SHIELD training?"

"Within the next three years, they will look like 16 year olds." I said, brushing Callie's hair back softly.

"That is some strong genetics," Jason said, as I sighed.

"Well, if you need anything from us," I said, gesturing between Phil and myself, "Please let me know Jason."

"Of course Sera. Mr. President, if I can urge you to make that call to the Bureau now? The sooner we know Ross is in custody, the better."

"And I have to find a new Secretary of State as well. You wouldn't be up for the job, would you Sera?"

"You honor me with your proposal Mr. President, but I have to humbly refuse. I can recommend someone though." I smiled, a brilliant plan forming in my head.