Alessandra had barely parked her motorcycle in one of the parking spaces at Taco Taco before jumping off it and nearly jogging into the restaurant.

As she walked in, the man behind the counter, George, waved. "Hey Alex!" He called to his most frequent customer. He smiled as he thought about how much she loved his taco's.

She waved back and gave a quick hug to Alice, the waitress, who was one of her best friends, before heading to the booth that her parents were sitting at. As she approached, she gave a quick, sharp whistle, which was one of several of her "signatures".

Both of her parents looked up from their food, and looked at her. She slipped into the booth quickly next to her mother.

"Allie, what are you doing here?" Steve asked, stunned that his daughter was there. He used the nickname for her that only he and Natasha used for her.

"You remember telling us about a guy from SHIELD named Nick Fury?" She asked simply.

"Yea, but what-" Natasha started, but Alex cut her off.

"He's here. At the house."

Steve and Natasha looked at eachother. Neither said a word, just got up from the booth. Alex quickly slid out to let her mother out, and both followed their daughter to the door. George held out a taco wrapped up in foil paper and Alex took it with a simple "thank you". That was the advantage of being a daily customer to Taco Taco: they know you well and when you pay in advance, it saves you time.

Steve and Natasha walked to their blue Lamborghini Aventador and got in. Within a second of the doors closing, Steve was peeling out of the parking lot at break neck speed. Alex followed close behind.

As they reached the house, James was standing on the porch, waiting for them. Steve didn't even bother to put the car in the garage. The second he stopped the car, both Avengers were out and walking towards the front door. Alex sprinted to the door, and rushed her brother out of the way. Both their parents had their eyes set on the door, and neither looked happy.

James got the message and walked inside, but Alex blocked the door.

"Move Allie." Natasha said as she walked closer, with her husband walking right next to her.

"Mom, dad, hold on. He claims he just wants to talk to you. Just-"

"After what I've heard you say before, are you saying that you want us to hear him out? We're planning to, but I thought you didn't want to have anything to do with SHIELD. You always told us you hated-"

"Yea, I do. But I don't want you getting blood on the brand new carpet." She joked lightly, walking backwards into the house. She tripped over the rug, causing her to fall backwards. Steve reached out with his quick reflexes, and caught her arm, and kept her standing.

"There wont be any blood on the carpet. I promise." Steve said, letting her go and walking to the living room. Natasha was right behind him, and Alex behind her mother.

They were met by their beaming, 10 year old son, standing next to Nick Fury, who smiled as they entered.

"Steve, Natasha." He greeted them simply. But before they could even speak, Steve Jr. ran to them.

"We're gonna be Avengers like you!" He nearly shouted. Alex stepped out from behind her parents and grabbed her younger brother by the ear, dragging him out of the room and upstairs. She closed the door to their parents room behind them.

Steve and Natasha looked at Fury, both with a look of shock and disgust.

"Nick." Steve said, ever the gentleman.

Nick stepped forward and shook Steve's hand. Natasha gave a nod to Nick, and the two hugged quickly.

"It's good to see you again Nick. But what are you doing here?" Natasha asked, looking up at the man.

"Well, I think your son let it slip." He said as Steve motioned for him to sit. All three sat; Nick on one couch, and Nat and Steve across from him in another.

"Something about being Avengers. Please tell me you're kidding." Natasha said.

Nick shook his head. "No. I'm not kidding. But let me explain first before you jump to any conclusions."

Both former Avengers leaned back as they crossed their arms, signalling for Fury to keep talking.

"There's a new threat to the Earth. I can't give you any details until you agree to what I'm going to tell you in a moment."

Steve cut him off. "And you want us to help save the world again? Nick you know we're retired. We aren't getting back into that. We-"

"Let me finish." Nick pleaded, and Steve stopped talking.

"I know you're retired. That's why we're aiming for people a little… younger. Not necessarily kids, but it's aimed more towards teenagers."

Now it was Natasha's turn to speak up. "And you want our kids to be the next Avengers? Are you NUTS? They're kids! They don't know the slightest thing about being an Avenger! They'd get killed within an hour!" She was nearly out of her seat with anger. Steve placed a hand on her arm.

"Nat..." He said, which made her sit back with a 'huff'.

"I don't like sound of this Nick. I don't want my kids, even the two oldest, running around doing what we used to do. You saw what happened to Quicksilver. That could easily happen to our kids." Steve said.

"It's not just your kids we want to join. It's all of the former Avenger's kids."

"You do realize that Tony and Bruce don't have kids, right?" This was Natasha.

"Yes. I'm speaking about Thor and Clint's kids."

Nat was up and pacing. "No. I don't like it. It would take years to train them to begin with, and from what I gather, you don't have years to wait."

Nick looked from her to Steve. "I walked in on Alex and James fighting."

Steve tilted his head. "Fighting?"

"Practicing. I have to say, she's has remarkable strength from just what I've seen."

Steve and Natasha looked at eachother. "We never trained any of them. Much less Allie. She doesn't know the first thing about fighting. She's too lazy to even get up and take the trash out. She'd rather blog all day and write fan fictions while listening to screamo music. You should see her room. It looks like Tony's building did after the issue with Loki. You're mistaken." Steve explained.

"I know what I saw Steve. That girl was as good if not better than the two of you. And from what I saw, James wasn't far behind in skill sets."

"Well then those kids have some explaining to do…." Natasha said, looking up the stairs where Alex had dragged her younger brother up.