Hey again, guys. Here's the sixth instalment to my piece. Thanks to everyone that's reviewed it so far and everyone that's following it.

I shifted to lie on my back and Wanda followed, given the fact that we're practically intertwined. Her head ended just over my heart, arms draped over me. One of my arms was wrapped around her waist and the other coming up to hold her hand that had come to rest on my shoulder. Our legs were completely tangled up. She closed her eyes again, looking sleepy. I rested my head on top of hers. We must have looked a sight but quite frankly I didn't care. She is my cuddle buddy and these are the moments between us that keep me going.

"I think they're awake." Damn, they're on to us. I sighed. Footsteps approached and I didn't want to open to my eyes to find out who it was.
"Yo, kid?" Hawkeye whispered. Wanda mumbled something incoherent and I wanted to laugh. Ever the drama queen. "I know you're both awake. Nice try."
"Hey, Clint."
"Good morning to the pair of you," I heard Stark speak. I begrudgingly opened one eye to look at the Avengers.
"Morning."
"Piper," Wanda whined. "Why give us away?" She opened her to eyes to give me a small glare.
"We're in a room with super spies, a genius, billionaire, playboy philanthropist, the most athletic soldier on the planet and a woman with sharp instincts. They knew we were awake." Everyone chuckled at the frown on Wanda's face.
"I'm not getting up yet," she stated. "Meaning that you can't move either because I'm incredibly comfy."
"Yes, dear," I sighed. With a content look, she snuggled further into my side and closed her eyes. I turned to the elders in the room. "So, why are you guys awake?"
"I found Tony passed out in the storage cupboard and so was lecturing him about his back," Pepper started.
"Amongst other things," Tony added. She elbowed him in the stomach. They clearly didn't realise we had heard the majority of the conversation. "What? It's true." Everyone glared at him with a 'Shut-up-Stark' look. He scratched the back of his head sheepishly and found something to busy himself with.
"Everyone else gets up at this time," Tasha finished.

I caught sight of Steve who blushing slightly. Bless him. He made his excuses when he realised he had been caught with said blush and left the lab. Pepper pulled up a chair next to the cot and watched Tony. They acted like lovesick teenagers half of the time, they were worse than me back in high school. When I still went… Nope, nope, nope, go away, brain. Now is the not time. I tightened my arms slightly, so I could remind myself where I was, that I was safe.

Wanda peeked one eye open at me, checking I was okay. I smiled at her and she shook her head at me in amusement. I started making funny faces at her. She started full on laughing as I continued. Everyone was looking at us as I made my best friend laugh. In the end, I started tickling her. She squealed loudly. She tried desperately to escape my grasp but couldn't. Eventually I relented and sat up.

"Well," she started, still laughing. "That's certainly one way to wake a person up." I grinned at her.
"Oh, you love it." I nudged her playfully
"Meanie," she sat herself next to me. I tucked a stray piece of her hair behind her ear.
"Would you have me any other way?" She shook her head and I grinned. I started making ice in my hands; ice that wouldn't melt due to its composition and bonding between the layers. I watched as it started to take form as small figure.
"I'll get you back." She said as she watched me create.
"Of that I have no doubt." The figure finished as a small version of Wanda, using her energy. I placed it in her palm.
"You are amazing," she looked at me, amazed.
"Well, I try."
"Knight?" Stark wandered over. "You awake enough to finish the suit?" I grinned.
"Without a doubt."

I stood up and we went back to where it was lying on the table. It had three layers so far. The under layers, essentially a t-shirt and shorts in a dark shade of magenta were made of the protective durable material. They were there as the last resort if anything made through my outer layer, consisting of an ice-blue coloured long sleeve shirt and sapphire blue, form-fitting, trousers made of Kevlar but easily-movable. The collar was high up my neck but not restricting. The middle layer was a material chest plate as well, adding extra protection to my heart and stomach. The suit had plenty of pockets, some hidden, for various items.

Stark had created some shoes for me, also blue with some white in them, that were tailored to my feet but elasticated material so as they grow, so will the shoes. The sole was a thick rubber that would take years to wear down. They had retractable traction on them so I could grip my feet to snow and ice if I needed to. If not, I could run freely with the grip and not fall over but I could slide along as well. I refused head wear because it didn't suit me at all.

There wasn't really much left to do on the suit apart from reinforce the stitching of the chest plate and finish attaching the fixed holster to my belt. I had two sheaths on each side for knives as well as a belt to hold more.

Tony was working on the stitching while I grabbed some coffee. Wanda had hauled herself out of bed and was inspecting the suit with Tasha. From the kitchen, I watched as they whispered to each other and then to Stark. Whatever they were saying, he was agreeing with and all of a sudden Natasha ran out of the room. I left the kitchen and handed Tony a mug and Wanda. She sipped it gratefully and then looked at me with a smirk. I stared at her, confused, sipping my own drink.

"What?" I asked after a few moments.
"Nothing," I'm just impressed with the suit. I looked at her sceptically. "It is very well done."
"It is, however, missing something," Tasha walked back in the room with Steve. He was smiling at me.
"What?" I was completely bemused. "What's missing?"
"These," Cap held up two embroidered patches shaped as the letter 'A'. "The mark of the Avengers, every deserving member gets them and you, Piper Knight, definitely deserve them."
"I'm completely in agreement," Stark added. Steve placed them in my hands.
"Do they just attach?" Stark nodded.
"They bind with the fabric in any material and so never come off. If you look closely, there is a spot on each arm where they go. Do you want to put them on?" I studied each arm and saw a faint mark in the same shape and the same size as the patch.
"It's pretty difficult to get this wrong so I'll try." I put the first in place and straight away it worked. I tried to nudge it and there was no movement whatsoever. The second one was just the same.
"Perfect. They look they belong there," Wanda chuckled. I smiled. I had a home and a family for the first time in three years. They cared about me and I belonged here, with these people.
"So, we have a proposition for you two," Clint started. I smirked at Wanda who returned it. We turned to face them. "How would you like to spend a couple of days at my farm? I'll be there and so will my wife and three kids. Just to finish recovering, Piper. We figured you deserve a break.
"Your son, you gave him Pietro's name as well, didn't you?"
"Yes I did, Nathanial Pietro Barton. Your brother saved my life and I could never repay him. I wanted to tribute him in some way and this was the only way that seemed appropriate. Laura wants to meet you both. She's a mother and she's concerned about you both. You're both still teenagers, after all. So what do you think?"
"I'd love to," I responded after a few moments.
"Same here, I'd rather enjoy it."
"Brilliant, I'll arrange transport for in say three hours, pickup at the training facility? Gives you a chance to finish up here and get some stuff packed up for a couple days."
"It sounds great."

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