'Wow Bruce...your head.' Tony observed with sympathy.
'Fighting with sharks or something?' Natasha asked eye brows arched as she patted him on the shoulder and walked on into the kitchen with the others.
'We were wondering what you were up to when we parted.' Clint chuckled.
Bruce sighed lightly with a small secretive smile and pushed the door shut. He turned sharply and walked along to the kitchen.
'So tell us Brucey, what's with the scar?' Steve forced.
'What kind of look are you going for? You don't want to end up with an eye patch like me, ay?' Nick laughed and pulled on his patch setting it sling back and slap his eye socket.
Bruce's eyes darted back and fourth and met each of their eyes. Half of his mouth was open hopelessly, failing to even form half a sentence.
There was a silence for a while until tony spoke up.
'Well as a celebration of us all here we should open a bottle.' He said.
'Tony!' Natasha protested basing off his habits.
'What I'm just say-'
'Guys, what the hell are you doing here. You can't just show up at my house like this.' Bruce asked slightly concerned now of Camilla.
'Well I did warn you in a text.'Steve brought up.
'Well you must be early.' Bruce turned and looked at the clock. 3:13pm it read. Fooled Bruce looked at his watch it read the same time. He stared at the floor flummoxed.
'In fact, we're late Bruce.' Clint observed.
'How long was I out?' He whispered to the floor hoping nobody would hear.
He touched the gash on his head in reminder.
'Thats the toxins getting to your head.' Nick proclaimed reaching for a grape from the ceramic bowl on the table.
Camilla edged down the steps hesitantly listening to the conversation.
Bruce popped his head around the door to see Camilla. He gestured her over.
'Guys, this is Camilla, my daughter.' He announced with a light hand on her shaking shoulder.
Camilla counted. 'One, two, three, four, five...Where are the others, the other two, the hulk and Thor?'
They all eyed Bruce for reassurance.
Tony sighed still looking at Bruce. 'Well, Thor is up in Asgard with his family crisis or what ever...but The Hulk, we don't know.'
Bruce looked across at Camilla's stunned face.
'Wowwwwww, so you guys are really the Avengers? You don't look like the comics, but I can tell.' Camilla boasted, proud.
'We would like to talk to your dad honey, would you mind stepping out?' Natasha asked as politely as possible.
'Sure, I understand.' Camilla grabbed a grape. 'See you dad.' She waked out and up the stairs to her room. She jumped on her bed and grabbed the comic books from underneath her bed.
'Bruce. What's with the daughter. I mean we knew you moved on but what, how?' Nick asked.
'You have a wife or...?' Clint observed.
'Guys, no no no and no. I created her in my lab and raised her myself. I had no choice. I needed some form of life after we all went separate ways.'Bruce answered checking for Camilla behind him.
'What. Man you grew her?'Steve asked creeped out.
'I had no one to have a child with. I'm a scientist Steve.' Bruce said with a matter of fact tone.
'And you didn't tell her about you're powers or knowing us or Loki?' Natasha asked, quite insulted.
'If I tell her she is a lab grown human she will never talk to me again. I let her read my Avenger comics but I will never tell her that I have super powers.' Bruce looked at Natasha and Steve back and fourth not knowing what to do with himself. 'Do you think she would believe me?'
'Wouldn't it be cool if she found out you used some special DNA and she somehow got super powers too.' Tony asked trying to piece things together.
'Tony, I cannot tell her anything I thought this was put behind us. Loki is locked up in Asgard and Thor is there searching for his dad. What's the problem?' Bruce asked.
'Thats the thing...' Nick brought up looking Clint in the eye.
Camilla again started to edge down the stairs. Eavesdropping on the conversation with her knees bent.
'Loki has an army, current or old we don't know and they are somewhere either in Asgard, New York or LA, we are still unsure as to wether Loki is aware himself, or being locked up was his plan.' clint explained nodding his head at the others.
'Loki!' Camilla thought, light bulbs shooting around in her head getting excited.
'And you didn't think of telling me before you got here? I could have sent Cam to my auntie's and came myself.'
Camilla wanted a clearer hearing, she tilted her ear against the outside of the kitchen wall.
He clenched his fists, the veins encrusted in his now pale green skin.
'Wow, Bruce, Bruce. We need you and by all means bring your daughter along with you. If she finds her powers she could help.' Natasha said soothingly rubbing Bruce's arm calming him.
'If you think I'm going to let my daughter who I have been paranoid over for the last 17 and a half years fight against Loki and his army then you are way out of line.' Bruce nudged Natasha off.
'But she can come to the head quarters, right and she wouldn't exactly be fighting, just guarding Loki, possibly give him therapy...he might need it,' Nick asked, angry that he has organized this.
'Dad better take me to the headquarters. He knows how much I want this.' Cam thought to herself.
'Look I ain't Captain America without The Hulk, c'mon Bruce, we need you, you make us a team.' Steve claimed.
'My dad...The Hulk..? He's tiny!' Cam thought in disbelief.
'What about Thor?' Bruce asked releasing his fists.
'He is up there already, probably trying to get Loki out.' Clint said shaking his head.
Camilla gasped silently. 'Loki is coming out?'
'Getting him out?' Bruce asked straining his neck.
'Thor cannot bare seeing Loki in the state he is in, constantly lonely.' Tony explained.
'Doesn't he deserve it?' Bruce asked rhetorically.
'Thor believes he could be a major asset to The Avengers.' Steve explained leaning against the counter.
'I'll agree only if we aren't going to try to kill each other again.' Bruce said with a smirk.
'THAT'S MY BRUCE' Tony shouted as he lead Bruce into a waltz.
The the others laughed as Bruce and Tony danced whilst Camilla punched the air.
Camilla ran up the stairs and back onto her bed when he heard he dads footsteps. She was still baffled by the rumor that her dad may be The Hulk.
'Cam, Cam I need to talk to you.' Bruce said as he poked his head around the door.
'Its okay I know, you're The Hulk.' Cam said abruptly.
'Camilla! You cannot just jump to these conclusions.'
'But Dad, are you?' Cam asked arching her eyebrows.
'Honey, I have been meaning to tell you...'Bruce answered.
'Im old enough to know dad.' Cam stood up and hugged her dad tight.
Taken aback Bruce stumbled back then wrapped his arms around her shoulders.
'Yo, Bruce! Get down here!' Steve shouted from the porch.
'C'mon Cam' Bruce gestured her down the stairs.
Tony brushed past the others to meet Camilla.
'Camilla right?' Tony asked.
'Yeh, I prefer Cam.' She replied looking up.
'I guess your the tomboy type?' Tony asked looking at Camilla.
'Yes. I admire superheroes, but I suppose that doesn't make me a tomboy...but I am.' Camilla replied chuckling.
'You could be a superhero, you can be anything you want, anyone you want, I'm positive you know who I am.' Tony looked at the van through the door.
'Tony I don't want you talking non-sense into my daughter.' Bruce walked over to tony and pulled his daughter away chuckling.
'Well just assume' Tony laughed and walked along side Bruce and Cam.
The group stood in front of the van admiring it.
'Thor?' Nick looked at Clint then to the others.
The group looked around eyeing each other.
'Yeh..' Natasha replied sighing.'Camilla you want to choose a seat in the van with me?'
'Sure' she looked at her dad for reassurance first.
He nodded.
The rest of the group followed. Nick and Clint sat in the front.
Nick turned to rest. 'Asgard here we come.'