A/N: Hey, thank you so much to everyone who has favourited and followed! I can't believe how much interest I'm getting in this story; it's been amazing to see that so many people are actually reading and (hopefully!) enjoying it!
This is quite a short one that is more a bridge chapter than anything else, but the next update will be BIG so hang on in there people!
Disclaimer: Whilst I wish that I could lay claim to the Avengers, I can't. I only own Ren, Celena and their plot line.
Lucksby x

CHAPTER 5

Throughout Stark's speech, SHEILD Agent Phil Coulson was on a rooftop, surveying the square down below. Having all of the Avengers in a square packed out with civilians was risky beyond measure, but no one at SHIELD had the heart to point out that it was a bad idea; this would serve as closure for the superheroes, closure that was badly needed, by Stark especially.

It wasn't until the very end of the speech that Coulson noticed anything strange, and it really was rather interesting. Someone was pushing their way out from the middle of the crowd whilst Tony was speaking; most of the crowd were completely glued to his every word, after all, this was an uncharacteristically emotional outburst for him. However one lone body was moving away, almost frantically it seemed, and bringing his binoculars to his eyes he could see that it was a teenage girl causing the commotion. Lesser agents might have discarded the action because of this, but Coulson's attention stayed fully on her as Stark reached the end of his speech.

"So I dedicate the Avengers Tower to Carenza Stark, my beautiful daughter, wherever you are. I love you baby."

The girl had frozen, for a moment she could have been a statue, but for long dark brown hair blowing in the breeze, and then she broke free of her paralysis and pushing through the crowd as fast as she could, ran from the square. That really was odd, Coulson thought, why should a teenage girl, a British tourist with her school party by the looks of her, flee like that. Sure Stark's speech was moving, but its focus was himself, and to have an emotional reaction like that would mean that she was-

It couldn't be, could it? Was it as impossible as everyone had thought?

He resolved to dig into the girl until he found out, it could be folly but it would make so much sense, he would start with all the CCTV footage and work form there. He was going to find out exactly what Tony Stark meant to that girl, because he would bet serious money that it was her. Older yes, but still her. The world famous Missing Heiress. Ren Stark.

"So what you are saying is that you've found Stark's missing kid?" Fury's face was the picture of incredulity, not surprising really.
"That's exactly what I'm saying sir. I've run background data, she's here in the city on a school trip from England, where she is currently living under the name of Seren Ashmore."
"And how do you know that Seren Ashmore isn't just an ordinary British school girl with nothing to do with Stark at all Agent Coulson?"
Coulson had predicted his boss's scepticism and had prepared for this, "Because until six years ago, Seren Ashmore didn't exist. Her records before she began senior school are fake, very good fakes, as are her birth certificate and passport, the school has had never had any face to face contact with her parents, and there are substantial bank accounts in her name, including ones in Switzerland and the Caimans."
"Hmm. It seems you've been very thorough already Coulson." Fury deliberated internally for a moment, "And I would tend to agree with you, her actions yesterday, and her choice of name. It would seem we have found the lost Stark." He glanced at Coulson with a satisfied grin creeping onto his face, "And that is a fact that we are going to use to our advantage."
"Shall I bring her in?" Coulson said, guessing what Fury's play was going to be.
"Go and talk to her, and then report back. We don't want to make her too jumpy, but make sure she is aware of the situation. If she seems keen then bring her back here, if not leave her be for the time being, her cooperation would be very valuable especially if she has inherited her father's brains."

Coulson nodded, and turned preparing to leave, he understood what Fury meant, a younger, more impressionable version of Tony Stark would be a Godsend, and if they were lucky Tony's attitude might have passed her by. Suddenly something occurred to him, something about what Fury had said.

"Choice of name, sir?"
"Seren, it can be abbreviated to Ren can it not?"