Author's Note: Emma Stone; Thank you, I appreciate you reviewing.

LabRatsWhore; I know pretty sad, but it will lighten up, a bit. A few more chapters before I put some smut/lemon in.

Twenty- eight thousand feet. That's how high he was, but he couldn't care less about how high he was. After escaping to the mainland they broaded Davenport's jet. This jet wasn't like the one Eddie some how hacked his way on. This jet was larger, faster, equipped with a medical unit and a room full of capsules. But he couldn't care about that, his brother's niece was in the medical unit, unconscious and it was his fault once again. It was his fault that Leo and Tasha were tooken by Victor Krane, his fault his brother, Tasha and Leo were almost killed by Adam, Bree and Chase, his fault that the world found out about bionic humans, mainly Adam, Bree and Chase. It was his fault that Leo had a crushed arm, his fault that his brother almost died twice from Krane, his fault that they had lost the island and is now on the run. With all the mayhem and destruction he caused he's better off returning to the dark side.

"Douglas!"

He cringed, even though it's his brother calling him. But he has a strong feeling that it's only a matter of time that Donald kicks him out of their lives. With a heavy sigh, he looks at the unconscious dark skinned woman before heading towards the cockpit even though the jet is piloted by a AI, that he created for his brother. Legion, is everything Eddie is not, more helpful, smarter and among other things. Douglas entered the cockpit to see his brother looking at the GPS that is between the fuel and gas meters.

"Did you put in the right coordinates for this safehouse of yours?"

Douglas mentality rolled his hazel- blue eyes, after Donald let him go from Davenport Industries, he had to fake his death to escape the government that his brother bestowed on him. He had a bit of money and created a nice home before he came into contact with Krane and he was able to buy a bigger house where he created Marcus, to help with his revenge on his brother. But that is the first house he lived in since his brother took Adam, Bree and Chase, it's full of memories and it's shield off, unknown but to him, now his brother and the kids. So to answer his brother's question,

"Of course..."

Douglas was cut off by the jet rocking, the lights were flashing. The jet rocked again causing him to stumble a bit.

"We're running low on fuel, we have to land."

Douglas nodded in understanding before leaving the cockpit to tell the kids to buckle up and make sure Sherise's bed was secured for landing, because it's going to be a bumpy ride.

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At the Avengers new headquarters things were going well for the team, minus their broken archer. Vision had settled in remarkably, he has been trying to get a whole of Tony Stark but the genius, billionaire, iron superhero seem to not have a time or day for him. Wanda Maximoff had settled in being a Avenger pretty nicely, even though the death of her older twin devastated her hugemendslty. But the help of a fellow new recruits, Sam Wilson, helps. Hawkeye stood in his private sector, he didn't want to be bothered and didn't the consent pitty glances. Plus he couldn't see everyone so happy, not when he had lost everything. A sound in his room caused him to crouch before rolling across the room and got his bow before preparing to shoot.

"Easy there, Clint. It's just me..."

Natasha, Clint dropped his bow and fell against the wall. He hasn't cried since he had to shoot those innocent people when he had no choice. It was either Fury or the young couple that had been in the wrong place at the wrong time. A hand on his thigh caused him to look to his left to see the Black Widow's intense green eyes.

"I miss Linda and the kids, they were the closest to the family I never got to have. At least until now..."

Clint was looking at his arrows scattered across the floor before he cast his pale blue eyes on his fellow team- mate, Natasha smiled weakly before squeezing the archer's thigh.

"I wasn't completely honest about the Red Room." Natasha paused but when her friend didn't say anything she continued, "For graduation I didn't go through everything. I managed to hold the liquid until I could urinate it out."

Clint put his head in his hand before looking up, "What are you saying, Natasha?"

The Black Widow smiled lightly, "I'm pregnant, Clint."

Clint couldn't believe his ears and that's saying something, he's freaking Hawkeye for crying out loud. He shook his head before taking a deep breath. "Whose the father? Please don't say the Hulk."

Natasha rolled her eyes, at least she's getting pieces of her brother back. "It's not Bruce..."

A all to familiar voice rang through the room from the entrance, "I am,"