Hello again! Thanks for the four people who have followed this story already ^^ That made me very happy. Here's the second chapter, hope you enjoy it!

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Meeting the Others

Third day

My father went to meet the others and get started on the work, so I'm all alone in our room. He didn't want me there right now. I think he just wanted to make sure they were okay first or something. Well, no one can say he isn't protective.

I woke up early today and that means I've had loads of time to just lie in my bed and think, 'cause I didn't want to wake my father up or read. It's a good thing I have so much music in my phone though. So for the first two hours, I repeat two hours, I just laid on my bed thinking and listening to music, more specifically Michael Jackson. When I need to think I listen to him, or when I'm happy, or when I'm sad. Pretty much all the time actually, I never get tired of listening to Michael Jackson.

Finally at around 9AM I decided that it would be okay for me to wake my father up, so I did. I had thought that that would mean that we could go explore and meet the others. But no, my father wanted to "clear" them first. That's my theory, anyway. That, or he just didn't want me there.

He did ask me to take a look at some calculations he has made for the Iron Man suit, though. An alteration of the original one, you might call it. He often does this. I don't think he actually needs my opinion or my knowledge. It's more to make me better at the calculations and all that, and to make sure I feel included, I think. And sometimes it's just to brag. But that's just the way Tony Stark is; he likes to brag and show off.

I guess having a daughter that actually understands more about the suit than most scientists, is making him really proud. Not that I wouldn't be, but still, it can be a bit embarrassing. Partially because not many people know that I'm his daughter, so it's kind of the same people he brags to. No, not embarrassing at all. I'm kidding, of course.

Even though I'm actually more interested in languages and cultures, I still think this is fascinating, too. I mean, I guess it comes with the name Stark, it would be kind of weird if I hated science. But languages and cultures have just always seemed more interesting to me; that is part of the reason why I find Norse Mythology so fascinating, too. History is one of my favorite subjects, too. I guess you can say that the science of humans is more interesting to me than the science of nature. Luckily, my father accepted this years ago.

But that certainly doesn't mean that I can't enjoy reading these papers through, because I very much am. And even though I know it shouldn't, it gives me a feeling of being important; like it's needed that I do this. Even though I know it isn't.

So for now I'm fine just reading these, and wait for when my father comes back, so he can introduce me to the others.

Well, I'm done looking at the calculations my father wanted me to take a look at. And I know that I should wait. But one thing doesn't make sense. To me, it looks like my father is going to make an attack or defense mechanism on the suit that will use all the energy; meaning that he wouldn't survive. I'm not going to let him do that, so I'm going to have a little talk with him before he does anything stupid. That's why I can now be seen walking through the hallways of the Helicarrier. The agents I found outside of my room told me that my father is currently sat in a meeting with some people I don't know. Well, Nick Fury's probably there, but other than that I don't know.

The door at the end of this hallway should be the one. So without stopping to think, I burst through the door. I notice my father standing in a room with Nick Fury, two guys I don't know and Natasha. They all look kind of angry. Doesn't matter, I'm only here to talk to my dad.

"Dad! I'm done looking at your notes, and there's something I need you to explain to me. I think there might be a mistake..." My voice fades away, when I notice the looks I'm getting. "What? Sorry if I interrupted anything, I just need to talk to my father."

At least my father doesn't look annoyed that I interrupted them, he actually looks kind of… pleased. He crosses the room, places his arm around my shoulders and smiles down at me. "Hey princess. What is it, sweetie?"

That's weird. That is not how he usually talks to me, like I'm a little girl. But I decide to just shake it off. "Well, this number right here…" I point at the number in the papers. But then one of the guys in the room interrupts me.

"Stark, don't you think you should introduce us to your daughter?" He has blond hair, and is tall and muscular. But I don't really like the way he just spoke to my dad; like he has some kind of problem with him. And that immediately means that I have a problem with him.

"Hi, I'm Emma Antoinette Stark. Tony's daughter, as I'm sure you've guessed." I smile sarcastically to him. "And who are you?"

"Nice to meet you, Miss Stark," he says. I raise my eyebrows. "I'm Steve Rogers; I work with your father right now."

My mouth opens in shock. "Wait! You're Steve Rogers? You're Captain America?" When he nods, I continue, "My father has tol-"

By then my father clamps his hand over my mouth to prevent me from speaking. I guess I'm not allowed to mention that. Do they have some kind of fight for power going on, or what?

Steve Rogers looks weirdly at us, but before he can comment on it, the second guy in the room says, "Hello! Nice to meet you, Emma Stark. My name is Bruce Banner, I'm also currently working with Tony."

I smile at him, this guy seems okay. And I'm pretty sure I've heard his name somewhere before. Bruce Banner? Hmm… I don't know where.

Bruce then turns more towards my father. "I didn't even know you had a daughter, Tony. I'm sorry, but I didn't expect that."

My father just smirks. "Yeah? It's not what you picture when you hear my name, is it? Family man?" Then his voice becomes serious. "Nah, that's alright, that's how I wanted it. To protect her; I never wanted her to have a life like mine."

"That's cool, I guess." He smiles at my father. I smile, too. Anyone who likes my father, I like.

"Miss Stark!" Nick Fury's voice stops me before I can say anything. I look at him. He looks rather angry, but then again, when doesn't he? So I'm not particularly scared. Besides, he's just a guy and my father is right next to me, so what can he do?

"What?" I ask, still standing with my father's arm around me.

"We are in the middle of a meeting, Miss Stark! And you are interrupting! So get out!"

"I know that, but there's something I have to talk to my father about. It's important!" Come on, he's exaggerating. It doesn't look all that important, if you ask me. And my father did not look annoyed, which only strengthens my theory. To be honest, that should actually do the opposite, but whatever.

"I don't care! You need to go right now, you are not allowed in here at the moment!" I'm pretty sure the only reason he doesn't swear at me is because of my father. And I really don't mind that; it's nice knowing your father is on your side no matter what.

This is just getting on my nerves. I am not letting my father do this! And he has probably already made JARVIS begin the work. Ergo, I have to talk with him now!

At that moment my father looks down at me with a hesitant smile. "Maybe you should go back to your room, honey. When I'm done with this I'll go to your room, and then we can talk, okay?" The next part he whispers, so that I'm the only one who hears it. "I'm almost done with these guys. Just wait five minutes, and I'll be there. I promise."

I smile relieved. So I will get a chance to tell him then. And I guessed right; he didn't want to be in this meeting any more than I wanted him to be.

"Okay then, I'll just wait." I make a small wave. "Bye then. See you guys later." Then I turn around and walk towards the door.

Right before I step over the doorstep and out in the hallway, Fury says, "Thanks for understanding, Miss Stark." I smile and do a little wave without even turning around. Okay then, now I just have to wait.

Convincing my father not to install anything dangerous to his suit proves to be easier than I expected it to be. Actually he almost makes me believe that it was an honest mistake, but only almost. He's not that good of a liar, and I am his daughter after all. I know him. But as long as he changes the numbers I'm happy, so I don't comment on his lying.

So now I'm back to being alone in my room. My father had to get back to the lab, where he's currently working with Bruce. Speaking about Bruce, he's the one who can change into the Hulk, and the one who was hit by gamma radiation. I knew I had heard of him; my father told me about him around half a year back. He was the one who read about Bruce in the files, so that's why I didn't immediately recognize him.

I think I'm going to visit my father and Bruce later on. But right now I have settled on my bed reading one of my favorite books: Harry Potter. I've probably read the series ten times before, maybe even more, but they just keep getting better. I'm never going to be tired of reading about magic and adventures.

It's almost 4PM when I stop reading, and that means I've been doing it for about three hours. By now I'm almost done with The Chamber of Secrets, meaning I have read almost two books, considering I started from the beginning of The Sorcerer's Stone.

I decide to stop, 'cause who knows how much time I will spend reading the next couple of days or weeks, and I only brought Harry Potter. I'm guessing that it's okay if I hang out with my father and Bruce for a while now. To be honest I don't even know what they're doing.

"Hey, dad!" I say when arriving to the lab. He looks up from what he's looking at, and smiles at me. Bruce also looks at me, and gives a small wave which I return. "Hi, Bruce."

"Hi, Em'. What're you doing here?" my father asks me, still smiling.

"I just thought I would come say hello. Besides I didn't really get an explanation to what it is you're doing."

"That's nice. It's always good with some company, right Bruce?"

He looks kind of startled to be addressed, but answers nonetheless. "Umm, I don't agree actually, Tony." Here he pauses and looks nervously at my father. But my father doesn't really look angry with Bruce disagreeing, not that I thought he would, so he continues, "I don't really like crowds to be honest. Too many things can happen, and you never know what will end up angering you." He kind of mumbles the last sentence, but I reply anyway.

"Oh, I get it. But three's hardly a crowd, Bruce. Is it okay if I call you Bruce, by the way?" I realize that being a scientist and all, he might want me to address him as Dr. Banner or something.

He gives me a small smile. "You're right. Three people are not a crowd. As long as no one is deliberately trying to get me to change, I guess I'm good." I notice his sideways look at my father when he says this. "And sure, you can call me Bruce, as long as I can call you Emma?"

"Of course you can, Bruce," I smile, and turn to my father. "Dad, what have you done?"

He just looks innocently at me. "Why do you think I've done anything, darling?"

"I saw that look. Besides, of course you would do something. Isn't that kind of your thing?" I stick my tongue out at him. He shouldn't be thinking that he can actually trick me.

He responds in the same childish gesture I just did; sticking his tongue out at me. Guess who I got that from?

"Never mind. So what are you doing?" I finally ask.

My father gestures to Bruce.

"Well, umm, we're basically trying to find the Tesseract. You know the blue glowing…."

I interrupt him, because he definitely doesn't sound like he knows how much my father has taught me. "I know what the Tesseract is. It's an energy source, which can power pretty much anything. It's a natural energy source and that means that it will never run out." My father smiles proudly at me. It's not like I even got all that technological. But I guess it is a father's privilege to be proud of whatever his child does.

"Okay. I guess you really are Tony's daughter," Bruce smiles at me.

"Of course," I smile back.

"Well, in that case. We're using different labs' spectrometers, which have been calibrated to gamma radars and then I've calculated a tracking algorithm, so that we can find it quicker."

"Oh okay, that's smart. So how far along are you? How long will it take?"

This time my father answers. "We're guessing about a week, but it could be less."

"A week? That's a long time." I can't quite keep the whine out of my voice, I'm sure my father noticed it.

"What? You can't wait to see Loki?" he teases. Then he turns to Bruce, "My daughter is very fascinated by Loki. She can't wait to meet him."

"Dad! Stop making it sound like I have a crush on him or something!" He just grins at me. I then turn to Bruce, "Don't listen to him. I have just read a lot about him and Thor, and it's kind of exciting to find out that they're real. I've always loved the myths, so getting a chance to meet them is a bit like getting a chance to meet your idol."

"That's cool, I guess. I know it's not quite the same, but I would probably feel the same way if it was someone I look up to." He looks thoughtful for a moment, before continuing, "Even though Loki probably isn't the best role model to have."

I smile at him. "I know; that's why he's not really my role model. He's just interesting; well the stories about him are interesting."

"Yeah, I can understand that. I don't really know much about them myself, but I believe you." He smiles at me again, before moving over to another table to look at something on the screen.

My father smiles at me, before saying, "Was that all you wanted, Em'? Or what?"

"I think I'm just going to stay here for a while, if that's okay," I answer.

"Of course, you can do what you want, honey."

After watching my father and Bruce for a little over an hour, I'm starting to get hungry. I realize that I don't know if we're supposed to eat together all of us, or if it's just me and my father again.

"Dad, when are we going to eat?" I ask.

"Are you hungry already? What time is it?" he says looking at the watch on the wall. "Oh, I didn't realize the time. In fifteen minutes, I guess, would that be cool with you?"

"Sure. What about you, Bruce?"

"I'm eating by myself, Emma. But that's fine; we can just finish this and then go."

Fifteen minutes later my father and I are sitting in our room with our food in front of us. It's nothing special, just spaghetti with tomato sauce. But it's okay, it's not like it tastes bad or anything.

"Some of your food would be delicious right now, Emma," my father says.

"Come on, dad, it's not that bad," I try to say.

"I know, but yours is so much better," he smiles at me. I blush slightly.

"Thanks, I guess. But I don't think Fury would appreciate me cooking. He can barely take the fact that I'm here."

He laughs at that. "True. Then we'll just have to wait till we're done here," he sighs.

"Yep, that's the plan," I smile.

My evening consists of eating and laughing with my father, which was what we would have done at home, too, so that's fine. Hopefully they will capture Loki soon, 'cause no matter what I said earlier, I am really interested in meeting him.

Hope you enjoyed the second chapter, we're getting closer to actually meeting Loki. Please follow, favourite and review ^^ Next chapter will be up on monday, hopefully!