A/N
So I borrowed a scene from Age of Ultron in this chapter, but I'm not actually doing Age of Ultron for this story... I wrote the scene ages ago when I first heard about the scene after comic-con last year (Yeah that's when I wrote this chapter... I like to be ahead.).
Enjoy!
Let it go, let it go
I am one with the wind and sky
Let it go, let it go
You'll never see me cry!
Here I stand
And here I'll stay
Let the storm rage on!
~Let It Go, Disney's Frozen
"Are we sure everyone's ready? They're getting in the elevator right now!" Cried a much panicked Pepper from across the very top floor of Stark, now Avengers, tower.
"Yes! For Gods sakes Pepper calm down! It's only been a month!" Shouted Tony, who was stood opposite the lift doors and holding one end of a banner saying 'Welcome back Steve and Laura Rogers!', and at the bottom in a smaller scribble was 'though technically you're still a Stark so don't even try and get away from me' in black sharpie. Holding the other end was a very excited Thor, who had made the journey from Asgard especially for his team mates wedding, and had decided to stay around for a while to catch up with the rest of the team.
The lift chimed its familiar noise as the doors slid slowly open, revealing Laura and Steve stood together surrounded by bags.
"Hey." Said Laura; smiling softly before she was engulfed in a hug by Natasha and Clint.
"We missed you so much!" said Pepper from behind them as Natasha and Clint let Laura go and tackled Steve instead. Laura laughed and stepped into the apartment, beaming at the sight of her father complaining that his arms hurt to Thor.
"Daughter of Stark! I hope you are well?" asked Thor, ignoring Tony's whines, that sounded incredibly like a five year old who had been denied sweets, and dropping the banner to give Laura a bone-crushing hug.
"Oof- I'm… fine Thor. Can… you let me… go please? You're… crushing me!" stammered Laura, struggling to breathe. Thor released Laura after a few more seconds and attacked Steve.
"Hey kid. How are you?" Laura heard from behind her and she spun around to come face-to-face with Tony.
"Dad! I'm fine, really really good actually." Laura beamed, glancing at Steve before wrapping her arms around Tony.
"So how was the honeymoon?" asked Bruce from the bar.
"It was incredible. Have you guys ever been to Greece before?" asked Laura, glancing around at everyone. Everyone except Natasha, Tony and Pepper shook their heads.
"I had a friend in Greece that me and Pepper visited back before I even became Iron Man. He's dead now; assassinated I think, by some agent... to be fair he was doing some pretty bad stuff behind my back. When did you got to Greece Nat?" Said Tony, looking curiously at Natasha as Clint silently shook with laughter.
"Argento Braaten?" Asked Natasha over Clint's now vocal laughter. Tony nodded, propmting Clint to laugh more. "I assassinated your friend." Said Natasha casually, smiling at Clint who was still uncontrollably laughing, but now at Tony as his face fell.
"Well let's not get into a battle bigger then New York. Natasha can I have a word?" cut in Laura before her dad did something stupid. Natasha looked bewildered but followed Laura out of the room and into an empty corridor.
"Laura, are you okay?" asked Natasha, frowning. Laura took a deep breath before facing Natasha.
"Nat, I don't know who else to tell. Steve can't know, not yet anyway." Laura said, her voice wavering at the mention of Steve.
"What is it?" asked Natasha, her concern growing with every second.
"Well, I found out this morning... b-before we left. The thing is… I'm pregnant."
Natasha blinked for a few seconds, staring at Laura incredulously.
"Are you serious?" she asked, her eyes showing shock and concern behind them. Laura nodded and ran her hands through her hair, trying desperately not to cry.
"Natasha, w-what do I do? Coulson wants us for that big Hydra mission tomorrow, and there's no way I'm getting out of it. Steve can't know."
Laura leaned against the wall, balling her hands into a fist inside her hair.
"You're gonna be okay Laura. I promise you. I'm gonna talk to Coulson tomorrow and we'll get you off the operation."
Laura's head snapped up, her eyes wide with fear as she shook her head rapidly.
"No. You can't do that; he and Steve will know something's wrong. Don't do that Nat. Please." Laura stammered.
Natasha closed her eyes and nodded slowly, pulling Laura into a quick hug.
"Just know I don't recommend what you're doing at all." Natasha said sternly, releasing Laura and staring into the younger woman's eyes.
Laura gave a small nod
"Come on, we should be getting back."
Laura nodded again, and followed Natasha out, laughing as she entered the room to cover up her tracks.
"You alright Laura?" asked Steve's voice immediately from a sofa on the other side of the room. She nodded; Natasha and she joining the rest of the Avengers in the middle of the room.
"So what's life been like since we've been away?" asked Laura as Tony instinctively chucked a Diet Coke at her from over the bar.
"Alright I guess; Nat and I went on an op to the farthest reaches of the Australian outback for about a week then went to Japan for three days on another assignment straight after then back to the Triskellion for a week then here." Said Clint, taking a sip of what looked suspiciously like whiskey.
"Sounds like you two had quite the month! Anyone else do anything exciting?" Asked Steve; smirking at the Clint and Natasha.
Everyone shook their heads and there was a quiet mumble of 'no' as everyone settled down.
Thor placed Mjolnir on a coffee table in the middle and sat down with a drink as Clint raised his eyebrows at the hammer.
"What was the myth again, Thor? 'Whosoever can pick up the hammer' and that shit? It's a trick. It has to be!"
"Oh it's much more than that my friend." Replied Thor as Tony got up from behind the bar and sauntered forwards towards the hammer.
"If I lift this do I get to rule Asgard?" he asked, eyeing the hammer.
"Yes, of course." Said Thor, gesturing for Tony to try.
"I will be fair but firmly cruel." He said, before trying, and failing, to pick up the hammer.
"Knew it wouldn't work." Laughed Laura, who was sat next to Natasha; both of them already in hysterics.
Steve got up next to lift the hammer, and Laura's jaw dropped when it budged slightly.
"Holy shit…" she muttered so nobody could hear, sitting up straight as her head turned to Thor whose eyes were wide and frowning. Steve continued to try and lift the hammer with no luck, and Laura heard a distinctive sigh of relief coming from Thor's direction.
Very soon, everyone except Laura and Natasha had had a go, and Bruce was gesturing for them to have a go. Natasha shook her head with Laura, both of them not wanting to know. As Tony queued up to have a second go, Laura heard a quiet beeping from behind her, getting slowly faster and faster. She froze, her mind racing about how in hell they were going to get away before the bomb- well, she assumed it was a bomb- would blow. Laura slowly nudged Natasha in the ribs, and she snapped her head towards Laura.
"D'you hear that?" Asked Laura, her eyes darting around the room at full speed; Natasha listened for a second before her eyes widened.
"Oh Jesus…" she said, her eyes going from Laura to Clint.
"Everybody take cover. Now!" Shouted Laura, before launching herself onto the floor. Everyone did as she said and for a while they just lay there.
"Why exactly are we doing this again Mrs America?" Said Clint, who was clearly annoyed at having to leave his whiskey, from across the room as the beeping got faster and faster.
"Because there's a flipping bomb you idiot!" Replied Natasha.
"I love y-" Steve tried to call over to Laura, just in case they didn't make it, but was cut across by Tony.
"NOT THE TIME FOR THE LOVEY-DOVEY STUFF CAPSICLE!" Yelled Tony as the beeping reached an impossibly high pitch before Laura felt the tremors of the bomb rock her to the core; she was covered with an enormous amount of dust and fragments of the wall.
She screamed out and faintly heard Steve calling her name as the rumbles of the building became louder and louder before suddenly it was silent.
