I know I'm working on another fic And this is a short chapter and all but I had to write this. Also if your reading my other fic Avengers 2nd Gen I know I'm using the same names for the avengers kids but in this story there are two more. Thanks for reading this story.

Disclaimer (for whole story): I only own my characters and plot, not Sherlock Holmes or the Avengers.

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London, England early 1900's

We're in the loft. It's quite a big space, yet very cluttered. A little bit of everything stacked up to just past my shoulder height. I tell my partners to look for anything suspicious but not to touch anything. With that warning I send them off to look for evidence that we can use to put away Lord Ikrum. We've been at this case for a few months and I would have to say I would rather just finish it up and go home. I go farther into the space and take a couple turns, I feel like any moment now I could get lost. That's when I notice them. A bunch of papers and letters held by twine, sitting precariously on the end of a small centre table just out of my reach. I push and pull a few parts from the piles, I tuck up my trousers and kneel down to reach the envelopes. Once I have them in my hands, I open a couple to inspect them, we need the evidence to stick this time. Having found the proof we've been looking for I go to look for my partners. I retrace my steps and head in the direction I last saw them leave. I can hear a strange noise start up, and one of my fellow detectives curse, just up ahead and around a corner or two.

"Another case solved boys. You must really step up your game and what have I said about touching things here?" I call out happily albeit exasperatedly as I round the corner.

I freeze. Just ahead of me, my partners seem to be engulfed in a brilliant, warm glow. All frustrated emotions set aside, I quickly drop the letters and rush to them.

"Watson! Lestrade!" I call as I try to push them out of the light, only to be caught as well.

I try to call out again, only I can't. My whole body will not cooperate with any command given. I can't move, blink, or even breath. I begin to wonder just how the bloody hell we ended up in this mess and if this was how we were to die. Oh God! Father will not be impressed. Well, hopefully he can finish the case so Watson, Lestrade and I can rest easily. What am I thinking?! Must be the lack of oxygen due to not being able to breath. I can see Watson in front of me unconscious from lack of oxygen and the same happening to Lestrade out of the corner of my eye. I try to fight it, to save us, but I am just as helpless as the boys. Just as I sub come to unconsciousness there is a bright flash and a great deal of pain emanates through my head.

S.H.E.I.L.D. Helicarrier 2026

"Sir," I call as I stride into the room. "There's been some major energy spikes at Avengers Tower."

"I thought Stark was in meetings all day." Fury mutters. "Contact Stark. Find out what the hell is going on." He commands.

"Yes sir, but, that wasn't the only place with energy spikes."

"What?"

"There's also been a major energy spike at a hospital. And here. On the Helicarrier."

"Get Stark on the line now!" Fury commands while sending everyone in the room his trademark glare.

"Yes Sir," I say while pulling up Stark's contact on a screen.

We wait a few moments while we get connected. I take my place behind Fury and to the right.

"Looks like Stark doesn't want to connect us," I say stepping forward to bypass JARVIS. Again.

Once done, I return to my place and wait.

"Stark!" Fury barks at the screen.

"Oh, hey eye patch. I can't talk right now, you know being in the middle of a meeting and all."

"What was the energy spike that happened at the Tower?"

"Oh, you know, just a timed project that I had JARVIS work on while I was stuck in the meetings. You should come by at some point and time, check it out. It's really cool. Big. You know I think I might just drag you here to see it. Too big to move for ya Nicky."

"So your current project is supposed to separate into three and be sent to the hospital and somewhere on my damn Helicarrier?"

"Uh, no?"

"You don't know what it is, do you Stark?"

"I have a good idea of whats happened."

"What's on my Helicarrier Stark?"

"My guess? A teenager."

"Why would there be a teenager on my Helicarrier?"

"Because one just randomly appeared on my conference table during a meeting! Listen, I've got to go, I think the kid needs medical attention." Starks voice comes across the line before he disconnects the call.

"Hill, find where the energy spike originated here and solve the problem. Send a team to the hospital where the other energy spike occurred." Fury orders.

"Yes Sir." I say respectfully before I leave the room.

Avengers Tower 2026

I can somewhat feel some poking and prodding that disturbs my sleep and I stir. There's a pause as the person stops poking me, I start to fall back into sleep when they continue. I groan. I don't like being disturbed while sleeping considering I don't get much sleep to begin with. They continue to poke me and I roll over giving up on sleep.

"Watson if that's you, I will find some heavy object and hit you upside the head. If it's Lestrade, I'll just punch you in the face." I grumble.

I open my eyes and immediately observe my surroundings despite the light temporarily blinding me and noting that I don't recognize anything. Not the place, although it resembles a majorly updated hospital or care centre. Not the equipment, it's rather advanced. Defiantly not the person. They're a little shorter than my father, have curly brown hair that holds a little grey, warm brown eyes that hold a weariness and sadness while also some suspicion. He wears glasses and is the only one in the room. After a quick observation of him and his character, I decide he will not cause any intentional harm to me.

"Sorry sir. I believed you to be one of my comrades, they tend to annoy me while I sleep, though not very often. Tell me my good chap, where am I?" I ask.

"You're in the Avengers Tower med bay." The man replies.

Just as I'm about to ask what the Avengers Tower was a group of teenagers, roughly around my age, come through the doors at the other end of the room. They're all dressed rather weirdly, and with the strangest clothes, especially the girls.

"Hey dad, Jamie twisted her ankle while practicing our dance routine. At least I'm pretty sure it's just a twist." One of the girls called out.

"I'm fine, okay." Another girl, who I assume is Jamie, complains grumpily.

"Yeah, and I'm the Queen of England. Face it sis, you're injured." Replies a boy, who I assume is the brother of Jamie.

"Who's that?" Another boy asks the man, who was possibly helping me, while gesturing at me.

"She's a, patient."

I raise my eyebrow. He almost seems uncomfortable with me being his, patient.

"What's the year? And again I ask where I am located other than Avengers Tower. From your accents I would say you are American and I am in America but that would be highly improbable considering I was just in England with my colleagues working on a three month old case." I say.

"2026. What's wrong? You got amnesia." Jamie asks me.

"Then explain how I got here." I reply with a sneer. "I was working on a case then I was here, that seems like a large gap!"

"Wow, Jame, don't piss off a Brit." Her brother says with feign concern.

"Oi, shut it big mouth," I call.

"Couldn't agree more." Jamie mutters then looks at me.

She smiles and it's contagious, then she laughs. I don't understand why but I soon join in as well. The man puts ice on her ankle and leaves. Jamie and I continue to laugh and everyone else joins in, even her brother after a while.

S.H.E.I.L.D. Helicarrier

"Sir, we've found the cause of the energy spike. Stark was right, there's a teenage boy."

"I sense a but." Fury says with exasperation in his voice.

"But he's face down and unconscious. His pulse is uneven and he doesn't look too good Sir."

"Take him to the infirmary."

"En route Sir."

We take the kid to the infirmary and have the doctors check him over and he starts to stir. He opens his eyes, then, with a groan, snaps them shut again. He tries again, this time more slowly. The doctor notices and pauses in his assessment of the boy. He slowly sits up in the bed he was placed in and looks around. His eyes land on the doctor as he approaches him. The doctor starts to resume his inspection when the boy starts talking.

"I'd rather you not." He says unsteadily in a British accent.

The doctor goes to continue anyway.

"I said for you to keep your damned hands away! I will only allow Watson to see to me. Where is Watson? Watson?!" The boy yells.

"Lestrade? That you?" Called another British voice from the other side of the infirmary confirming my thoughts that the team has returned with the source of the other energy spike.

"Move out of my way!" Calls the voice again then I hear a sound that resembles a hit to the face and four pairs of feet running my way.

Another boy stops his run just before he hits the bed the first boy is on. Next come another doctor and Agents Thinesel and Watersmith. Watersmith has a bloody nose from where I assume the other boy hit him.

"If you and I are here, then where is Holmes?" The other boy questions the first.

"I have no idea Watson. She is going to kill us!"

"Us! You were the one who activated it and now we have to find a way back home before it is noted that we have gone missing Lestrade! And knowing Holmes, she would most likely just punch you in the face."

"Why me? Why not you?"

"She would much rather find a hard, heavy object and hit my head."

"Where are we?"

"Finally you ask an intelligent question!"

"You don't know, do you Watson?"

"I'm not Holmes! I can't deduce everything within a moment!"

"The both of you are in our infirmary." I finally say, annoyed of their chit-chat.

They both look at me, only just acknowledging my presence and say together,

"Your American!"

Admittedly a little creepy.

"Are we in America?" Lestrade asks.

"That's impossible, we were just in England trying to finish the case." Watson replied automatically.

"You are not in America-"

"See, not in America!"

"You're above it." I finish.

"Ha! I told- wait! What?!"

"Above?!"

"Yes above. You are in a flying ship just above New York City."

"That's impossible!" Watson cries.

"With Holmes, is anything impossible?" Lestrade asks his partner.

"But this?! Lestrade, you have to be bonkers to think that we transported to America and are in a floating ship!"

"Follow me." I say ignoring the doctors and other agents.

The boys keep bickering as they follow me down the halls. Finally we enter the bridge. Fury is standing in the centre as per usual, but I keep walking to the windows where you can see New York from our position.

"Hill." Fury says.

I walk back to him leaving the boys by the window.

"Mind explaining why you brought two boys on my bridge?"

"Sir, these were the causes of the energy spikes. I brought them here to see you and because they would not shut up. It's like listening to Barton and Stark go on about the latest prank they pulled." I practically growled.

"That bad?"

"Worse. They're younger, louder, and British."

"Enjoy watching them."

"Sir? Couldn't we just ship them off to Stark?"

"I understand Stark has the last one but I have questions that need answering."

I was about to reply when I hear one of the boys, Lestrade make a comment.

"New York is pretty advanced for 1914, would you not agree Watson?"

"Uh, yeah. I didn't think they would be this advanced."

"Did you just say 1914?" Fury asks as we approach them.

"That would be the year my good chap." Lestrade says.

"Unless that device brought us forward in time as well as moving our location!" Watson cried. "In that case, why would Lord Ikrum build a device that would send him to the future and to America of all places?" He muttered.

He and Lestrade get into a conversation, about God knows what, and seem to forget about us.

"What are your names?" Fury asks the boys.

"Would you mind telling us the year first?"

"2026."

"Jack Watson and Dante Lestrade at your service. Might we make your acquaintance?"

"You can call me Director Fury and address her as Agent Hill."

"Yes Sir." The boys chime.

Avengers Tower

All laughter had died down and we had been firing off questions to figure things out and get to know each other. The man from before enters with another man that has a goatee.

"Alright guys, you need to leave so she can get some rest after we have a quick talk."

"Can't we stay?"

"Nope."

"Ugh, fine."

The eight teenagers shuffle out and close the door behind them. Just as the men are about to talk, Jamie pops her head back in.

"Yo, you never gave us a name."

"Holmes."

She looks at me as if I need to say more.

"Uh, Amberlynne Holmes."

"Cool. See ya later Amber." She calls as she leaves again.

"I, uh. I prefer Holmes!" I call after her. "Never mind." I sigh.

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