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A/N: tada another chapter, enjoy

Chapter thirty-seven

Eventually Norah had to come back to the tower and face the music so to say, she had her time away from the tower to cool down from her and Pietro's fight and had time to think about everything that happened and that had said between the two of them. The talk she had with Rogue, Kitty, Piotr and Remy especially helped, she knew that she needed to be more open with Pietro when it came to the subject of her birthfather and the things he had done (or hadn't done) and she hoped now that they were both calmed down that they would be able to talk without yelling or arguing with one and another – hopefully.

So, saying goodbye to her friends at Xavier's who ended up having to go on a mission – well Remy and Kitty at least – Norah headed off with a wave and Blinked herself back to the tower where her Avenger family was. But more specifically Norah Blinked herself right ontop of the Island counter where Clint (who jumped a mile in his seat at Norah's sudden appearance on the counter, spilling juice down his shirt and everything), Niki, David, Rora and Natasha were currently.

"That was so cool!" Rora said in amazement as she stared up at her aunt who just suddenly appeared on the kitchen island sitting cross-legged. "Auntie Norah, can I do that with you?! Can I, can I?" she begged her.

Norah smiled down at Rora when she said that but before she had a chance to respond to her question they were interrupted by the sound of Clint muttering angrily at Norah and her sudden appearance, "God…..fricken…." Clint said and then pursed his lips tightly when he remembered that Rora was in the room and did his best to not swear in front of the seven year old. "Norah, really?! Do you have to do that? This is like the fifth time."

"Thirteenth." Natasha provided helpfully, a small grin on her face as she looked from Clint and then to Norah. "I've been keeping track."

Looking at Clint, Norah gave him a pointed look. "I thought you were a super duper assassin, with mad skills who couldn't be surprised by anything. Yet," she said with a pause as she looked at him with a raised brow. "Here you are getting surprised by little ol' me." She said haughtily.

"His age is catching up to him." Natasha smirked as she leaned on the counter.

"Oh shut up you two, who asked you." Clint glowered at the two females who just snickered in response.

While Norah, Clint and Natasha bantered back and forth David, Rora and Niki were still just in awe over what Norah just did, sure Niki had seen Norah Blink – as her younger sister liked to refer to it as – before but that had been years and years ago when she had first revealed her powers to her and their mother. Not being around Mutants all that often, even if she was pro-Mutant made it kind of hard to fully comprehend the things that her sister could do and especially when her sister had been banned from using her powers until she was cleared by the doctor that Stark had on hand at the tower. Niki couldn't believe the things that her sister was capable of, of blowing things up and of…teleporting herself from one place to another. It was amazing to say the least.

"Did…did she just teleport?" David asked quietly as he leaned towards his wife a bit so that the other occupants of the table didn't hear his bewildered question.

David of course knew about Norah, knew that she was a Mutant and a powerful one at that and had heard of her ability of being able to blow things up with a flick of her hand but he didn't realize that she had two powers or that her other power was being able to teleport like something out of a sci-fi movie. The idea of teleportation has been around for decades, in books and movies that he's read or seen on TV and knowing that there were people who could actually teleport well, it called to his nerdy little heart. It made David think that maybe not everything in sci-fi books and movies were all that far-fetched.

Niki looked away from her sister and over to her husband who had a stunned look on his face after Norah seemed to appear out of thin air, "Uh, yeah. She kinda did. Did I mention that she has two powers?" she said to him innocently to which David gave his wife a deadpan look. "Sorry."

Norah smiled widely at Clint and then plucked at his orange juice soaked shirt, "Looks like you spilled a bit, I'd take a shower before that gets really sticky and you being a guy and all and having chest hair I'd get to it before it gets painful." She told him a playful grimace on her face. "I'll give you a lift if you want."

When she had said that Clint guffawed, "Ha, yeah I think I would rather keep my stomach where it belongs…..in my body." He said to her and stood up from the stool he was sitting on and made his way towards the elevators. "And stop Blinking everywhere!" he yelled back to her.

As he left, Norah turned back to face her family and spoke, "I can't seem to help myself," she said to them and reached forward and brushed some of Rora's hair behind her ears. "He tells me not to do something and I just seem to have this undeniable urge to do it."

Rora giggled at that, "You're silly." She said to her and then looked up at her with wide eyes. "Can I do what you did? Is it like a rollercoaster? Does it hurt? What does it feel like? How-"

"Rora," David said, interrupting his inquisitive child who looked at him. "Breathe once in a while." He said to her and then shook his head. "And don't ask so many questions one after another, it's rude." He said to her.

Norah just laughed and jumped off of the counter and wrapped her arms around Rora in a hug, "I'd love to let you Blink with me, that's what I call it but I think we should wait a while. It's a really, really weird feeling and sometimes people get a bit nauseous after it. I will try to take you before you go back home to Minnesota though, if it's okay with your parents."

"Promise?" Rora asked, as she craned her head and looked up at Norah with blue eyes that looked just like her mothers.

"Promise." Norah replied and messed with her hair a bit before turning to look at Natasha. "I'm assuming you relayed my messaging seeing as Tony didn't send out a search party?" she questioned.

"Yes," Natasha told her with a nod and moved to put the gallon of milk away that they had gotten out to use for breakfast. "Though, next time, try and remember that I'm not a messaging service will you." She told her and then grabbed her smoothie – she's a badass assassin who likes her smoothies – and headed to leave. "Oh, three days from now we're starting your training back up." She told her matter of a fact and left without another word.

When Natasha had said that all Norah could do was groan in anticipation of the sore muscles and bruises that she was more than likely going to receive; one plus side to her being injured and out for the count for a while was that she didn't have to do any strenuous activity which included training in the gym. Sadly, now that it was more than obvious that she was okay and at one hundred percent once again, she was going to have to start training with Natasha again. So not cool.

"Well family," Norah said as she glanced at her sister, brother-in-law and niece. "I have a boyfriend to go find, sooooo, I'll catch you guys later. Supper time maybe." She said and with a wave Blinked herself to where the elevators were.

Normally Norah wouldn't use her powers for such menial things, unless she was running late, or feeling lazy, or tired, or trying to avoid someone, but seeing as it's been so long since she's been able to use her powers she's going to use it whenever she can.

"Friday?" Norah questioned as she reached the elevators .

"Yes Miss Norah." The A.I. responded.

"Could you possibly tell me where Pietro is, I need to talk at him." She said to her as she started bouncing on her feet impatiently.

"Pietro is in the lab with Mr. Stark." Friday told her simply. "Will that be all?"

Norah gave an odd look when Friday said that to her, usually Pietro and Tony tried to avoid one and another as much as possible. The two…..didn't exactly see eye to eye considering everything, but Norah knew that Tony didn't hate or dislike Pietro as much as he made it look like. Tony may be an egotistical asshole at times, and self-centered once in a while but he really did care about the people around him and the people that were important to the people that he loved. Like how Pietro was important to Norah.

"Thank you Friday, that's all for now."

~_~_~_~_~.~_~_~_~_.~_~_~_~Pietro & Tony _~_~_~_~_.~_~_~_.~_~_~_.~_~_~_

Pietro hated waiting and wondering where Norah was, when she was coming back and hated that he had to wait to talk to her so that he could do his best to make things better between the two of them, they haven't been together for all that long and would rather not ruin things before they even started. So, at the present moment Pietro was pacing back and forth in Tony's lab, running around trying to be patient but he was sorta failing at that and really doing great at annoying Tony to death. Tony swears he was so close to punching the kid unconscious just so he stopped moving for more than five seconds.

"You are genius, can you not track where she went?" Pietro asked as he skidded to a stop in front of Tony's workstation, looking at the man impatiently. "It has been half day, she has not come back yet. What if something happened to her?" he questioned.

"Speedy, if something happened someone one have told us. Norah did call Natasha to let her know that she was okay and to pass the message on." Tony pointed out without looking up at Pietro who he felt was staring at him, instead he concentrated on yet another project of his – a non-life-threatening sort of project.

Tony glanced up out of one eye and looked at Pietro who now was looking away from him and was looking out of his lab's glass walls and looking down into the atrium of the tower where most of the Gala's and parties that Stark Industries hosts takes place at. Shaking his head at the blond/silver haired Sokovian Tony turned back to what he was soldering; truthfully he did try and trace Norah to wherever it was that she had gone to and had even attempted to run facial recognition software – he admits sometimes he went overboard and acted like an overprotective father at times. He did realize that Norah hadn't taken her phone which Friday could have let him in on early but the sassy A.I. decided to let him discover it himself (he needed to reprogram her.) and facial recognition got him absolutely nowhere and Tony assumed that was because she Blinked to somewhere that didn't have CCTV.

There were a few places that Tony thought that Norah could have gone to, Sweden which was a place that she had fallen in love with when she had lived there, she seemed to really be fond of Ireland but that could be the accents – he recalled her saying that they were sooooo hot – or she could have gone to Xavier's. Xavier's was the option that Tony was leaning towards seeing as she went to school there for however many years, she had friends there and they didn't have surveillance cameras that he could hack into to see if she had gone there or not.

"Ona je tako tvrdoglav, ja sam pokušao biti strpljiv, ali ona…samo. Prokletstvo. Ona mora da se vrati kući, moram da razgovaram na tu viken." Pietro said in frustration at both not being able to see Norah and at the fact that she hasn't contacted them yet today to let them know where she was or when she was planning on heading back to the tower.

Tony spun his chair around, crossed his arms over his chest and gave Pietro an accusing look. "Hey kid, you're the one who messed up so much that Norah decided to Blink herself out of the tower, without the okay from the Doc by the way. So you, Mister Speedy Gonzalez have to deal with that. You're damn lucky I tolerate you most days and that Norah seems to be so fond of you, I'd throw you out or have Legolas put an arrow in your ass for how stupid you acted."

It was at that moment that Norah made her way into the lab, without either Tony or Pietro noticing seeing as they were too busy bantering back and forth with one and another. "Awwe, are my two favorite guys finally getting along?" she asked with a smirk on her face, both Pietro and Tony turning around in surprise at the sound of her voice in the lab. "I mean there's no arguing or insults being thrown at one and other or anything." She said with a playful look on her face.

Holding his breath for a moment Pietro waited to see if Norah would start yelling at him for everything that he had said to her the previous day but she just continued to look between him and Tony with her usual playful smirk on her face, he was relieved that she wasn't yelling or screaming at him or attempting to blow him up. But he was curious as to why she was so calm at the moment, especially after how much of a catastrophe yesterday's fight was.

Pietro finally opened his mouth to say something to Norah, to apologize to her for overreacting, for not being calm…..for the whole situation but before he was able to even utter one singe world Norah held her hand up to him and shook her head. "I know you want to apologize right now but don't, don't say anything right now Pietro." Norah said to him as she tucked her unruly hair behind her ear, unsuccessfully. "What I want you to do is meet me down in the atrium in fifteen minutes. You and me," she said as she pointed between the two of them. "Are going to go and get some pizza in Brooklyn, but first I'm going to go change." She said in an authoritative tone and then before Pietro was able to say anything or even speed over to where she was, Norah Blinked out of there and to her room more than likely.

"Not even a hello to her dear old dad," Tony complained, a childish pout on his face. "And I thought she cared." He said and then glanced sideways at Pietro. "Try not to piss her off too much will you, I already have to deal with her when she's an emotional mess once a month during her girlie times, and I'd really rather not have to do that twice in a month. So yeah, don't piss her off." He said and then dismissed Pietro by turning back to his project that he was doing at the moment.

The pizza place that Norah had chosen for her and Pietro to go to wasn't exactly what Pietro had expected, he had watched TV many times with his sister, Vision and the other Avenger since he had come to the tower more than a month ago. He had seen movies and commercials talking about Pizza and what they looked like but this place was akin to being in wonderland, at least to Pietro it was. The smells alone made his mouth water let alone the look of the pizza's and there were so, so many different kinds that he didn't know what to choose first – this was his first time having pizza – and had ended up getting four different slices just so he could experience the different kinds that they offered. He tried to reign himself in, and had almost decided on only getting two slices like Norah was doing but she refused and said with his enhanced genetics and his faster metabolism that he needed to eat more and it was okay to get more than just two.

Taking the first bite of his pizza Pietro could not help but groan in amazement, "This…this is what pizza tastes like? Why have we not had before while in tower?" he questioned between bites of food.

At that Norah giggled a bit, his amazement at the first taste of pizza was beyond amusing and wondered if Wanda would react the same way. "Probably because Tony prefers Chinese over Pizza, plus the good pizza places aren't open as late as when Tony usually wants to order food." She told him with a shrug and bit into one of her two slices of pizza – chicken bacon ranch more specifically.

"This is best food I have had since being in America, I will eat this every day. Yes? Can I do that?" Pietro asked with bright eyes as he looked across the small table at Norah.

Norah smiled at him amusedly, "I know Pizza is awesome, like really awesome. I like pizza but you can't have it every single day. Trust me, you'll get sick of it." She told him.

"I do not think I get sick of this." Pietro responded to her enjoying every savory bite. "I like the melted cheese part."

For a while the couple just sat at their table and enjoyed their slices of pizza, making small talk about the pizza which Pietro couldn't seem to get over which made Norah give an amused smile and they talked about other sorts of foods that both Pietro and Wanda needed to try and Vision too. New York was a place filled with a plethora of different cuisine that ranges from Italian, Chinese, Korean, Middle-Eastern and so many, many more. Hell, Norah herself hasn't even tried all of the different cuisine's that the city offered.

"So-"

"Norah, I-"

Both Pietro and Norah attempted to say at the same time, interrupting one and another of course. Laughing a bit Norah rested her elbows on the tabletop and gestured towards Pietro to continue saying whatever it was that he wanted to tell her, though she had a good feeling that it was about the fight that they had had the previous day. Not that that was too hard to figure out really.

Pietro cleared his throat before trying once again, "Norah," he said and paused, reaching across the table and grasping Norah's smaller and paler hands within his larger ones. "I am sorry. I feel…..regret for how I talked, for being irrational, I think the word is. I let anger I felt get to me and I took it out on you without a good reason. I do not like fighting with you, I care much for you and only wanted to help. But all I did was make you angry and make you run from own home. I should not have made feel like that." He said to her, a disappointed shake of his head at how he had reacted the day before to the fight that the two of them had. "I did not act like boyfriend should, I did not support you in something you feel much for."

Hearing the regret in Pietro's voice made Norah give him a sad look; she knew even when they had been in the throes of their fight that he had only been trying to help and do what he thought was right, that he was trying to get Norah to talk to her father because he thought that was what she needed to do. Norah appreciates that Pietro wanted to help her even though they had only been together a short time, it made her feel all giddy inside that he was willing to do that for her but sadly he had chosen the wrong thing to want to help her with. Her birthfather was definitely not a subject she liked to deal with all that often, or ever really.

"I'm going to be honest Pietro," Norah said as she looked into Pietro's blue colored eyes, a sad smile on her face. "You fucked up," she said and saw him take on a hurt look on his face. "I fucked up too. We both fucked up. That whole fight was….fucked up." She said bluntly to him with a shrug of her shoulders as an amused look came over Pietro's face at her overuse of the word fuck. "The whole fight….thing was stupid and escalated quickly, we both overreacted and said stupid shit and were fighting over something that shouldn't have been turned into such a big thing. I was angry at first, especially right after the fight but after venting and complaining to my friends and having them help me see things from a different perspective I calmed down. I'm still annoyed obviously," she said to him with an apologetic half smile on her face. "My birthfather isn't something I like to talk about or deal with, he's not someone who has really done much in my life even when I wanted to have him in my life Pietro but I get why you reacted the way you did and understand why you were so angry and frustrated. You lost your dad and mom when you were young and here I was avoiding mine at all costs and refusing to talk to him, I was basically rubbing salt into your wounds."

Norah really did feel bad about how she acted in front of Pietro whenever her father was mentioned or whenever she found out that her father was on the look for her, she'd do everything in her power to avoid him and have one of the other Avengers intercept him and guide him away from where she was. She can only imagine how bitter and angry and frustrated Pietro was when he saw her do that – he only had Wanda for family where Norah had the Avengers and all of her birth family yet she wanted nothing to do with Tom.

"It is bad situation that we ended in," Pietro said to her. "I do not know much on your situation with birthfather, just very small things you've told me. I do not know all of it and that is why I pushed and pushed you to see and talk to father." He explained to her and then lifted her hands and kissed the top of each of them to show how sorry he was for pushing her. "I should not have pushed if you were not ready, there are things I do not understand. I wanted to help but I did not do in way that I should have, I tried to make you talk to man that you didn't want to. I do not know everything that made you not want to have relationship with birthfather. I only saw that you were avoiding your father and I was jealous, I wish that my father and mother were alive and here you were doing all you could to not talk to yours when I would give anything to see parents one last time."

Hearing that Norah cringed and closed her eyes for a moment, she knew that Pietro hated when she would avoid her father or talk about avoiding him right in front of him and Wanda but she didn't really realize how much it hurt him. "I never should have done that to you Pietro, you or Wanda. It was cruel of me."

"It affected me more than Wanda," Pietro told her as he continued to rub the back of Norah's hands with his thumbs. "Wanda knew why you did what you did, she saw when we were in shipyard and messed with your mind. She never blamed you for what you did or how you treated father, she understood." He said to her.

"I'm still sorry, I should have told you about why I acted the way I did towards….Tom." Norah said, begrudgingly saying her birthfather's name. "I should have talked to you when I realized he was coming to the tower to see me, I should have told you the reasons why I acted the way I did but I was, well to be honest I was terrified that once you found out about my family and how dysfunctional we were and the fact that we've never really been a family that you would've been scared off and wouldn't want anything to do with me." She admitted and looked away from Pietro's penetrating gaze, embarrassed over what she just had told him, hating that she was letting her vulnerable side out for him to see.

Pietro looked at Norah's turned face with a look of sympathy wishing for a moment that he had his sister's power so that he could see into Norah's mind and understand why she was afraid of letting him know these things, of sharing things about her past with him. "Moj mali bik," he said softly as he reached up and pushed some of her blonde curls out of her face. "Look at me." He urged her but when she just hid her face even more he gently took her chin between his forefinger and thumb and moved it so that he could look into her face. "I want you to listen close to me. Can you do that?" he questioned.

Rather than saying anything to respond to Pietro's question – she was feeling too emotional to say anything – Norah nodded at Pietro and looked at him and waited for him to start talking once again.

"Norah," Pietro began softly. "You and I we are boyfriend and girlfriend. Yes?" he asked to which Norah nodded mutely to him. "That means we share things we would not share with just anyone, we will be there for one and another, help and support. I have not supported like I should have and will have to work on that but we are in relationship and I care deeply for you. I will not be scared away by what you tell me of your family, you are….stuck with me now, you cannot get rid of me if you try. Whatever you tell me of your family will not scare me away, I am Sokovian and we are strong people and hard-headed. You remember I was with Ultron at first, so anything you may say cannot be as bad as that." He joked to her. "Besides," he whispered as he leaned closer so that he could speak quietly into her ear. "You and I are now in a different sort of situation and you promised me that less clothing would be involved and I intend to find how just how many tattoo's you have hiding under these." He replied as he tugged playfully at the neckline of her black tunic shirt.

"Pietro!" Norah admonished with a grin on her face, shaking her head at her flirty boyfriend. "You know how I feel when you talk naughty to me." She teased back with a waggle of her eyebrows.

"Oh, do I?" Pietro responded, a shit eating grin on his face as leaned forward on the table.

Grinning Norah nodded, "Mmhmm, I think you do." She said as she slowly traced her fingers up from his hand and up his forearm and then back down again. "Keep it coming and maybe you'll get a reward sometime."

"You, moj mali bik. Are vixen." Pietro responded huskily to her. "You will be death of me with all this teasing." He said, a small tender smile on his face.

"But what a death it would be." Norah said to him saucily.

It seems with that last bit of conversation that both Norah and Pietro were back to their old selves; flirting unabashedly with one and another, teasing one and another, being sarcastic, stubborn and being all touchy/feely with one and another without a care who saw really.

After Pietro and Norah had left the pizza place aptly named Anna Maria Pizza, the two decided on taking the scenic route back to the tower and so that Norah could show Pietro some of her favorite places and things to see on this side of the city. Pietro hadn't exactly agreed to taking the scenic route but seeing the pout and begging eyes that Norah had given him when he made a noise of protest, so giving a sigh he had given in to going the scenic route. Pietro hated going slow or at a semi-normal human pace, he was always using his superhuman speed throughout the day without even a second thought. But for Norah, he would slow down. She was one of the very, very few people that he would actually do that for.

"I'm going to talk to him." Norah said suddenly and with determination as they were walking down the street past some street performer who was playing an old guitar that looked to be covered in stickers.

"Šta?" Pietro asked turning to look at her so suddenly that it felt like he nearly gave himself whiplash, he was definitely not expecting to hear those words come out of Norah's mouth. "What?" he repeated, this time in English so that Norah could understand.

Hearing the tone of surprise that Pietro used, Norah looked up at her taller boyfriend who was still staring at her in absolute shock. Okay, so she knew it was more than just a little surprising that she was willing to talk to Tom especially after the big fight that she and Pietro had just yesterday. To be completely honest she really would rather to talk to her birthfather but after the fight and after talking to Rogue, Kitty, Piotr and Remy yesterday and after what her sister had said to her a couple days ago Norah knew that the best thing to do for her own peace of mind as her sister had said, was to talk to her birthfather once and for all. Maybe Tom did change, maybe he wasn't drinking as much or dealing drugs anymore, maybe he actually wanted to be a father and just wanted a chance. But her being willing to talk with Tom doesn't mean that she is going to see him as a father, he may supposedly regret what he did but it doesn't change all the wrong things he did in the past. Not by a long shot.

"I'm going to talk to Tom." Norah said quietly as she tugged Pietro's arm and pulled him closer to her before he hit the stand on the street – her admission apparently distracted him. "I'm going to talk to him and have an actual conversation with him without wanting to yell and scream at him….well, I'm going to attempt to at least. No promising to control my repressed emotions towards my birthfather. But I will give him a genuine chance to explain things and tell me why he was the way he was, why my sister and I weren't enough, why he thought he had to drink himself into a stupor every single day and do drugs all of the time too." Norah said with a morose look on her face, wishing that she still wasn't affected by what her father did.

Looking closely at his girlfriend Pietro stopped and pulled her into a small crevice that was out of the way of all of the people who were walking the bust streets of New York – something he and Wanda was still getting used to. "You do not need to do this Moj mali bik, you do not need to speak to him if that isn't what you want. I want you to be happy and if talking to him does not make you happy then do not do it." He said as he reached forward and caressed the side of Norah's cheek in a loving fashion and looked into her dark brown colored eyes.

"I know," Norah whispered and covered Pietro's hand that was still cupping the one side of her face with her own and leant into his warm hand. "I know Pietro and thank you for that but I do need to do this." She admitted a bit begrudgingly. "I'm doing this partly for me but I'm also doing this partly for you. You think I will regret it if I don't make amends with my father, that when his time comes that I will hate myself for not having a relationship of some sort with Tom. So, I hope that you are right Pietro. I hope that Tom has changed like you think."

"But Norah-" Pietro began to say but was cut off by a quick peck on lips.

Norah smiled up at Pietro's pursed lips, "No buts, now stop pouting and give me a real kiss." She said to him, hand on her hip and looking at him expectantly.

"Such a vixen." Pietro said to her playfully and grabbed her around the waist and sped them further out of sight.

Smiling wolfishly Pietro pushed Norah up against the brick wall of the building that they were near, pressing his body against hers so to keep her in place without having to use his hands all that much and gently brushed his hands against Norah's face before one hand gently cradled the back of her head and the other made its way down her side and over her hip and then gave a gentle squeeze to her ass which Pietro seemed to be rather fond of.

"I told you," Pietro whispered into her ear as he gently kissed the skin behind it. "You are vixen."

Norah gave a breathy laugh and laid one hand on Pietro's shoulder while the other grasped him by the back of the neck, "Shut up and kiss me already." She demanded of him.

Pietro, not wanting to disappoint Norah did as she said and pulled her to him and kissed her rather inviting lips. Neither caring that they were technically out in public, kissing like two fifteen year olds where anyone could see but the two were just enjoying being away from everyone at the tower and being able to kiss without someone accidentally walking in on them or interrupting them.

~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~ Stark Tower : Gym : Norah & Natasha ~_~_~_~_~_~_~

Just as Natasha had promised, Norah was in the gym once again getting back into a routine and making sure that she kept up on her fighting and self-defense skills that was taught to her by Natasha, Clint and a few of the other SHIELD agents that hadn't been terrified of her because she was a Mutant. A Mutant who had explosive powers that seemed to get out of hand when she got emotional, thankfully she has much, much better control now. But instead of having their training day in three days, like Natasha had originally said, she instead moved it to the day after she came back from Xavier's which Norah was not exactly a happy camper about. She wasn't exactly happy at being up at an ungodly hour either, she hasn't been sleeping all that well lately either with getting nightmares off and on and then forcing her to be up before seven in the morning was just asking for a grumpy Norah.

"OWW! Tasha, what the hell!" Norah exclaimed as Natasha landed a decent kick to the back of her calf making her stumble a bit, sure the kick wasn't at Natasha's full strength but it still hurt. "I haven't trained or practiced or even been to the gym since two months before the whole Ultron shit went down. Give me some slack, will you?" she asked as she rubbed at her leg. "I mean first you change the day when you wanted to start up my training again, you woke me up at like three a.m., I haven't had any caffeine yet either mind you and now you are just wailing at me." She whined like a small child.

At that Natasha stood up from the crouch that she had landed in after delivering that kick to Norah, crossing her arms she looked at the blonde haired woman in front of her with a raised brow, "I woke you up at three-thirty, not three." She said simply and then looked at Norah. "You shouldn't haven't let yourself slack off so much, two months without going to the gym Norah? Really?" she said giving her a disappointed look. "I thought you liked training?"

"I like going to the gym, there's a difference." Norah pointed out to her. "Training with you and Clint usually means bruising me beyond recognition and feeling as if you're trying to take my arm or leg off." She retorted childishly.

Okay, so Norah knew that she probably should have kept up on some of the training techniques that both Clint and Natasha and a few of the others had taught her. She was the pseudo-daughter of Iron Man, affiliated with the Avengers and was a young female living in New York City so there was a high chance of her being attacked at some point or another (an example being Ultron). But really, she was a twenty-something girl that just graduated college, why exactly would she want to train multiple times a week if she didn't have to.

Natasha rolled her eyes at Norah, "Again. At least try and use the training we've taught you instead of acting like a newborn baby who can't even lift its head." She said pointedly, a dark look on her face as she backed up from Norah a few paces and took on a fighter's stance.

"You're trying to kill me, I know it." Norah said despondently as she looked at the clock on the wall hopelessly, wishing that the last hour of their training session would hurry up and get over with already. She just wanted tea and food.

"Now Norah." Natasha said in a no-nonsense tone of voice, her eyes narrowing at the stubborn girl.

"I hate you." Norah grumbled under her breath.

But even with saying that Norah took a deep breath and took a stance so that she could spar against Natasha, something she really, really wished that she didn't have to do anymore but knew she needed to keep herself up to par and though she wouldn't admit it, she did enjoy doing these routines sometimes. It was a great way to get her anger and frustration out. So for a good hour Norah and Natasha sparred with one and another, Norah running at the skilled assassin and throwing punches and kicks at her which were skillfully blocked, she used her power on her by Blinking behind her and jumping on her back and tackling Natasha to the ground but she was always able to flip Norah and get the upper hand. The training session was filled with a lot of pain, with Norah ended up on the ground every third or fourth grapple and sore muscles that Norah didn't even realize that she had. So as far as Natasha was concerned it was a successful session.

"I hear you're having dinner with Tom tonight." Natasha said as she gave Norah a sideways glance, to anyone it would look stoic but Norah could see between the lines and could see the worry on her face.

Norah nodded as she took a swig of the water bottle that Natasha had thrown to her, "Yeah," she replied. "We're going to meet up and eat at some barbecue place, I figured it'd be easier to go someplace that is cheap but with food both he and I like. Make things not so….weird, awkward, tense." She said with a shrug of her shoulders and walked out of the gym with Natasha behind her, walking down the hallway that was lined with windows that looked into the massive gym.

Natasha walked beside Norah and sent her a suspicious look, wondering what made her change her mind in such a short amount of time. "Pietro and your mother didn't convince you to do this, did they? If you don't want-"

Immediately Norah shook her head, "No, no, no. They didn't convince me, I promise. I'm too stubborn to be convinced of anything if I absolutely don't want to do it. You know that." She said to her with a playful smile on her face. "I need to talk to him so that we can settle things once and for all, so that we can both move on with our lives. Maybe, if he does seem honestly apologetic over things, then maybe I'll give him a chance ot be in my life. Not as my dad or anything, because we all know that's Tony and he gets weird about sharing things like his lab and the Iron Man suit and having to share the label of father. Well, not something he'd do and not something I want to think of Tom as anyways." She said with a shrug of her shoulders. "We'll just have to see how things go."

Natasha looked at Norah and could see the nervousness n her face, the hesitance and the concealed hope that her birthfather had changed but unable to let herself say it out loud. All Natasha could hope for was for things to not end badly, she knew people like Tom, she looked into his past and at everything Tony had on the man and wished that he had never came back into Norah's life. She was better off without him, but she couldn't force Norah to not see him.

"Are you sure you want to do this Norah?" Natasha asked in concern. "If you want to get out of this I can plant a dead body or orchestrate some mission that only you can help with, if you want." She said with a shrug.

Laughing, Norah shook her head at Natasha. "Thanks but I'm a big girl, I'm sure I'll be fine."

"Offer stands nonetheless."

Norah had a few hours until she was going to be meeting up with her birthfather at the restaurant – Happy was going to drive him there – and she decided that she was going to have a bit of alone time and mentally prep herself for having dinner with her dad and having an actual conversation with him. Something which scared the shit out of her and gave her all sorts of different mixed feelings. But first, before she left the tower to go wander around New York City for a while she was talking with her mother a bit first who was more than thankful for her wanting to talk to Tom.

"This will be good for you both Eleanorah," Her mother Cheri said to her as they were sitting in the living room, the TV on low and Steve and Clint in the kitchen part of the room making coffee and deciding if they should order in for everyone or attempt to make food for the army that basically lived in the tower. "Talking with your father will be good for you and Tom." She said with a smile on her face.

Norah couldn't help but cringe when her mother referred to Tom as her father but she just brushed it off, "If you say so," she said to her not as confident as her mother was. "I agreed to meet up for dinner and to talk with him. I still am angry, frustrated, hurt and bitter over everything he's done. He isn't instantly forgiven just because I decide to go to dinner with him and I'm not sure if I ever will forgive him."

At that her mother sent her a look, "Norah, he's your father." She admonished.

"No, no he's not." Norah said quietly. "But I will listen to what he has to say, I'll be civil and decent and will give him a chance to explain but I'm not making any promises. He was not a very good father and wasn't there for me when he should have been and…." She stopped herself and paused for a moment. "There are a lot of things that should have been done that weren't."

"Just try and be understanding, his alcoholism and drug addictions are like a sickness, a disease." Cheri said to her daughter.

Norah rolled her eyes, "It doesn't give him an exempt." She said and then looked at the clock. "I'm going to go, I'll see you later I guess." She said, a bit disappointed with how her mother was on her birthfather's side of things, but really it's not much of a surprise since her mother did love her father even if they were divorced and no longer together.

"Norah." Cheri said quietly, gaining Norah's attention for a moment. "I love you." She said.

"Love you too." Norah said a bit awkwardly, she admits it's weird to say that to her mother after not saying it in so many years. "Bye." She said and then turned to where Steve and Clint were. "Bye guys!" she said with a wave.

With that Norah Blinked herself from the upper floors of the Tower and down to street level so she could make her way on foot towards her favorite used bookstore that had a small little café in it as well, it was her favorite place to go so that she could be alone for a few hours and just immerse herself in books for a while. While she could probably use her powers to get there much faster Norah enjoyed walking and not using her powers all of the time unlike Pietro who hated going slow and at a normal human-like pace, impatient Sokovian.

Norah hoped that books would calm her nerves a bit because in three hours' time she will be meeting up with her father for dinner.

~_~_~_~_~_~_~ Author's Note ~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_

I hope you enjoyed this!

also, I use google translate so if thing's don't make sense so not my fault. Sorry.

Translations:

Ona je tako tvrdoglav, ja sam pokušao biti strpljiv, ali ona…samo. Prokletstvo. Ona mora da se vrati kući, moram da razgovaram na tu viken : She is so stubborn, I have tried being patient but she...just. Damn it. She needs to come home, I need to talk to that vixen

Moj mali bik : My little bull