A/N: Thank you all for your kind words. I was worried about the reception of this story. Here is Chapter 4! Enjoy :)
Disclaimer: I do not own Marvel, Disney, or the Avengers.
It was almost immediately after the introduction that I was paged to the ER for a consult. A 6 year old had fallen off a house deck on the second floor. I stopped asking how when I found a bleed on the CT scan. My first surgery was on a child, and everyone was sitting up in the gallery. It felt good to have an audience, as it kept me humble, and kept me focused on my patient. Had we left the bleed, it could have put too much pressure on her brain.
"Are you Sarah's parents?" I asked the couple in the recovery room.
"Is our little girl all right?" The mother asked, tears staining her cheeks..
"I'm Dr. Stark, I operated on Sarah today. She is going to be fine. We were very lucky. Sarah is on her way up. She'll wake up in a few hours, and I will assess if there was any damage done to her nerves from the fall." I said, to which they looked worried.
"There is no reason to worry. I am very good at what I do, and your daughter will have the best care here." I said reassuring them. Once they had understood what I did, and that Sarah would be all right, the nurses helped me bring Sarah's bed up to her room.
I personally watched over Sarah's vitals, and checked her bandages. When her heart rate started to speed up a bit, I knew she was waking up.
"Sarah? Sarah, can you hear me?"
"You're going to feel a little groggy honey. Push through that and listen to my voice. My name is Mia," I said softly as I checked her pupils.
"Where's my mom?" She asked, looking scared.
"You're parents are right outside. Can you see them through the window?" I asked, watching for flinches when I checked her nerve reactions. Satisfied, I moved from her legs to her hands. She nodded, to which I was thankful her vision wasn't blurred.
"Can you give my fingers a squeeze honey?" Looking to be concentrating hard, she gave my fingers the best squeeze she could.
"You are doing great. Sarah, you had a bad fall. Do you remember?" I said, putting my pen light away in my coat pocket.
"No," She whispered
"We had to fix you up after your fall. Do you know Humpty Dumpty?" She nodded to my question.
"Let's just say, I'm better than all the King's horses and all the King's men. I put you back together again," I said smiling. She gave me a small smile in return, before looking to the window again.
"Would you like to see them?" I asked, giving her a wink.
"Please," She said, a tremble in her lip.
"You can come in now," I said to the doorway. Rushing in, they were gentle about hugging her, as I had explained what I had to do earlier. After explaining what her care would look like over the next few days, I left them to coddle over their daughter. Making sure my chart notes were put in correctly, I left instructions with the nurse to page me if they needed anything.
"Dr. Stark!" A voice called from down the hallway.
"Gabby, what can I do for you?" I asked the blonde girl, who handed me a tablet and several pieces of paper.
"A couple things need to be signed for HR, and I've got a Neuro consult for you in an hour. Every other hospital said they wouldn't do the surgery to remove the tumor."
"Lucky for them, I do. Any messages for me?" I asked, carefully reading the papers, and signing where needed.
"Several of your colleagues from Oxford, and your brother called. All were wishing you good luck today and congratulating you on the job. Your brother wants to take you out for dinner tonight, and won't take no for an answer."
"I'll call him before my consult. Thank you," I said handing the papers back to her.
"Oh, and Dr. Fisher has asked that you handpick your own interns, residents and a Fellow or two. It sends a good message when you're helping mold doctors."
"Send out a notice to all fifth year residents, that I will be accepting applications. Deadline is the end of the month. I require letters of recommendation from attending surgeons, attendance records for the last five years of their residency, and a letter explaining their desire for the fellowship."
"Would you like lunch brought up to you?" Gabby asked, handing me another set of papers.
"No, I'll eat in the cafeteria. I want to get to know my nurses a bit better," I said, signing the forms, and giving them back to Gabby.
"I'll deliver these to HR. I'll meet you in your office to show you to the consult room."
"One hour," I said out loud, more to remind myself.
"The file is on your desk to review," Gabby said over her shoulder.
After a great lunch and a consult for a tumor removal, I checked in on Sarah. She was sitting up and laughing with her parents when I walked in. I checked her bandage, vitals and reflexes again, wanting to be thorough.
"Is your brother Iron Man?" She asked.
"Yes," I laughed, "My older brother is Iron Man."
"My friends and I love the Avengers!" She said, excited.
"Don't wiggle your head around too much Sarah. You know what happens when you break a bone?"
"It goes in a cast." She said, giving me a funny look.
"Imagine your head is in a cast, but you have to be extra careful."
"Okay," she said lying back gently, and then continuing, "My favorite Avenger is Hawkeye."
"I'll have to tell him when I meet him," I said, watching her vitals on the screens next to her bed.
"You haven't met them yet?" she asked, shocked.
"No, I'll be working here so much, I won't get to meet them for awhile. But I do get to see my brother for dinner tonight."
"Is he flying here?" She asked, excited again.
"Might be. I might be meeting him at the restaurant," I said, laughing at her enthusiasm.
"Will you be here tomorrow?" She asked.
"I will be here every day to take care of you." I smiled. She laughed as I lightly dragged my pen over the bottom of her foot.
"Maybe you could bring Iron Man tomorrow?" Sarah asked, way too excited.
"Sarah! You don't ask for those things," Her father said with a scolding look, "I'm sorry about that."
"It's alright. Sarah, I will see what I can do, only if you're good, and listen to the nurses. I'll know if you haven't," I joked, to which she laughed and nodded.
"I'll be the best patient ever!"
"We shall see," I chuckled.
After my shift was over, I said goodbye to Gabby, the nurses, and my coworkers. As I walked to my car, I heard an odd sound from behind me. Turning I saw Tony approaching in his suit.
"No time to explain," Tony said picking me up.
"Tony! What the he-" My confusion was cut off by sheer terror as he lifted us into the sky. Screaming in my head, I tried my hardest not to look down.
"So how was work?" He asked casually.
"I'm going to KILL YOU!" I yelled over the wind.
"Don't be too mad at him Mia," I heard Pepper's voice say.
"He picked me up from work, IN HIS SUIT! I will kill him!" I yelled again.
"I said we're going out for dinner," Tony said, defending his actions.
"MY CAR?" I asked.
"I'll go pick it up later." Tony said, as I felt us slowing down. All at once we had stopped, landed and Tony set me down on the landing pad.
"Park it Jarvis," Tony said as he stepped out of the suit. Quickly grabbing his arm, I flipped him over my shoulder, bending his wrist, and wrapping one hand around his neck.
"I've told you time and time again, I HATE flying. Do that again, and I'll never forgive you."
"What if you're in trouble?" He gasped out, despite my one handed choke on his throat.
"If I can't hold my own, you can rescue me. But I am more than capable of running." I said, tightening my hold on his neck.
"Deal," he chocked out while turning purple.
"I like her," I heard from the hallway behind the Quinjet we landed beside. Looking up and releasing Tony, I saw Pepper silently laughing, next to three men and two women.
"Alright, she seems like someone I could like," The red-headed woman said, approaching me. Fixing my hair, I held out my hand.
"Mia Stark," I said, as she took my hand.
"Natasha Romanoff," she said, releasing me and looking to Tony, who was still trying to get up when I kicked him in the ribs.
"I'm sorry!" He wheezed out.
"You and I are going to be good friends," She said, giving me a smile. Tilting my head in confusion I saw a man I knew to be Hawkeye approach me.
"Clint Barton," He said, shaking my outstretched hand.
"Nice to meet you," I said, before remembering Sarah, "I might need your autograph for a patient later."
"My pleasure," he chuckled. Walking past the two assassins, I met a tall, buff man.
"My guess is you are Thor, God of Thunder," I said holding out my hand, to which he raised to his mouth to press a gentle kiss on my knuckles.
"Lady Stark,"
"Please, call me Mia," I smiled.
"And you must be Maria Hill. Pepper has told me a lot about you, or what she knows at least," I joked, shaking the ex-SHIELD agent's hand.
"You are much more polite than your brother." She said smirking.
"I'm already wounded, don't bruise my ego anymore," Tony said, rubbing his chest, to which everyone laughed. Moving to the lounge, I noticed a table set up, waiting for food.
"So this is the gang, minus Bruce… and Cap. Where'd our fearless leader run off to?"
"He and Sam are tracking down a lead on our loose end from Washington," Natasha said
"The Winter Soldier?" I asked, assuming. Everyone stopped and looked at me, wondering how I knew.
"I got curious when the Helicarriers went down. Noticed the man fighting the Captain, that's all." I said, looking to a trinket on the coffee table.
"Mia," Pepper asked gently.
"Alright. I may have also pieced together he was the one to kill our parents…" I said quietly.
"Then you need to know he was brainwashed. They scrubbed out everything he was, and turned him into a weapon. He is Cap's best friend from back in the 40's." Natasha said, defending the man.
"I won't pass judgement until I see for myself. I'm going off of facts and research. Without a doubt, Hydra had our parents killed Tony. I need them to answer for taking my parents from me, when I wasn't even a year old." I said, before changing the subject, "Now, who want's to play pool?"
A/N: Steve will be in the next chapter, I promise! Reviews= love in the form of more chapters :P