AN and Disclaimer: I don't own 'em – I'm just borrowing them for a bit. See the bottom for the Author's Note.
Chapter 8:
Tony stared at the computer readouts in front of him as he sat in the semi-reconstructed living room of his apartment in Stark Tower. JARVIS had just finished analyzing a strand of hair that he had managed to get from Emma Carter's head during the flight to the S.H.E.I.L.D. helicarrier.
Damn near perfect DNA match.
It wasn't like he didn't trust what Fury was telling him, but the man was known for keeping secrets about his own secrets. Tony just had to be sure that he was being told the truth about his sister actually being alive.
"What should I do with the test results, sir?" JARVIS asked.
"Destroy them," he said standing up and moving towards the bar. He poured himself a drink and finished it off in one gulp. This entire family situation was getting to him. He needed a release. He needed to talk to someone about it.
Where was Pepper Potts when he needed her the most?
The answer was easy. She was on the other side of the country in California taking care of some west coast business so that she could move most of the operations permanently to New York since it seemed that was where they were going to be for the most part for now on since the Avengers were going to be based in Stark Tower.
At least she would be back in New York the next night. And he couldn't wait for the surprise that he had to her.
"Mommy! Look! Isn't it cute?"
A dark haired woman turned around, smiled at her and nodded. "Yes, Emma. You did a good job on braiding your doll's hair…"
But everything was suddenly thrust forward and all that could be heard were her mother and father's screams and cries that everyone was safe. Then all was silent….
"Emma? Emma?"
"Emma? Emma?"
"Hun what? Oh sorry," Emma quickly said as she shook away the memory as Clint drove them towards home. Clint was glancing at her worriedly. They had been in the middle of a conversation when she zoned out.
They had just driven past a minor car accident and Emma had the memory come to her randomly. There were very few things about her childhood that she could remember - most of it had been told to her by her Aunt Peggy. Clint didn't even know that she had amnesia from when she was a child; all he knew was that she had been in the car accident that killed her parents. "I think some of the pain pills are still in my system."
"We'll be home in a few minutes. Then you can rest some more."
She nodded and smiled slightly. She knew that she was going to have to tell Clint about her childhood sooner or later, especially if she had another memory occurrence like the one she just had.
AN: I hope everyone enjoyed this short chapter. I didn't want to leave you hanging all night long! Anyways, I wanted to clear up a misconception about Emma and Natasha – yes they will be rivals at first, but it won't last for long. I promise you that most everything will work out in the end. Ok? Good deal.
