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A/N And now, PARTY TIME!

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Sam sat up in bed. She rubbed her eyes and looked around. She got into some jeans and a long sleeved blue shirt. Sam brushed out her hair quickly and without thought, then she walked into the kitchen and got herself a bowl of cereal. It was so quiet. Right. Tony's in the lab. Sam walked into the living room and sat down on the couch then began to read a book.

She didn't really think of anything about the real world until Tony walked in. She looked up and saw that he was covered in oil and smelled like smoke. "Did you even sleep last night?" she asked.

"I might've dozed off a few times here and there," he said.

"What are you even doing?"

"It's a surprise." Tony went into the kitchen. Sam rolled her eyes and turned back to her book.

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"Happy birthday!"

Sam had walked in and the whole team was standing in the living room. She blinked a few times then face-palmed. "Duh! No wonder Tony was quiet all day!"

"Quiet? Well wouldn't it be obvious he was up to something? Usually he never shuts up," said Clint.

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Samantha sat down at the table and looked at the turquoise and red mechanical bracelt in her hand. "It's a suit," Tony explained.

"It-what?!"

"It's a suit. Like my Ironman suit. It's your size though."

"I-it-why-are you sure it's a good idea to give this to someone my age?"

"No. But that's okay."

"Is this what you were working on this morning?" Tony nodded. "It's amazing. Today's amazing. I've never had a party."

"What?!"

"I've never even had any presents before."

"What kind of a sick world did you live in?" Natasha elbowed him in the ribs.

"The world my father left me in." Sam paused for a moment. "There's one thing I want."

"Name it."

Sam twiddled her fingers. How to ask? "I…Can I call you dad?"

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Sam went down into the subway station. She was planning on visiting Megan. She fiddled with the bracelet. She hadn't actually tried it out yet. Sam was only going to use it in emergencies. Until she got the hang of it anyway. She sat down in a seat on the subway train and felt it lurch to life.

Samantha looked at it, trying to figure out how it worked. Tony hadn't explained it. How'd he forget to? She saw a knob on it and figured that was it.

The subway train came to a stop and Sam stepped off and went up to the sidewalk. She walked further down the street until she reached the orphanage. Sam knocked and Mrs. Clark answered. "Samantha! What are you doing here?"

"I want to see Megan."

"Oh! Well you know where she is." Mrs. Clark stepped aside and Sam in. Sam ran down the hall and knocked on Megan's door.

"Come in," came Megan's quiet reply. Sam opened the door and went inside. Megan was sitting on her bed, looking at a scrapbook. She looked up and saw Sam. Her expression brighten and a smile spread across her face. "SAM!" She jumped off the bed and they pulled each other into a hug. "What are you doing here? Did you get contacts?"

"Yeah, I got contacts," Sam said, smiling widely. "I wanted to visit you. You know, give myself a birthday present."

"That's right, happy birthday!" Sam glanced at the scrapbook on Megan's bed. Megan noticed her looking. "I was looking at pictures."

"Do you mind if I look?"

"No not at all." They sat down on the bed and opened the book. There were pictures of Megan with her parents. Megan's parents had been in a car crash when she was seven. She had photos of before that, and she had them in a scrapbook. Megan skipped them as quickly as possible and got to pages in the back with photos of Megan and Sam. "So how's it been?" asked Megan.

"Pretty good. I met the rest of the Avengers team."

"Really!?" Megan asked in awe.

"Yeah."

"So how much bonding have you had with Mr. Stark?" Megan wondered.

"Well it's slowly rising. I've gotten to where I'm beginning to call him dad now."

"Good." She looked upset.

"What is it Meg?" asked Sam.

"Well, I'm glad for you. You've been here longer, so you deserve to find a family, but the older you are, the harder it is to get adopted." She looked down at the ground. Sam put her arm around her.

"It's fine Meg, there's nothing to worry about. You'll find the parents meant for you." Sam felt her phone vibrate in her pocket. She pulled it out and put it up to her ear. "Hello?"

"Sam, come back to the tower, we're ready to test you for Thor and Bruce's DNA," said Tony.

"But-"

"No buts. This is a good time to test it. We might not get another chance like this in a long time."

Sam sighed. "Alright, I'll be right over." Sam hung up her phone and put it back in her pocket. "I need to get home, but I'll see you at school. I convinced him to let me still go to public school." Megan brightened.

"I guess I'll see you then." Sam waved goodbye and started to leave when Megan stopped her.

"Did you get taller?" Sam shrugged.

A/N YES! Sam has broken the barrier with Tony! She's gotten to the "dad" stage! And now, with her suit, she's even more epic! Prepare the second Hulk to go on a rampage in the next chapter!