Thank you to everybody who read or reviewed the last conversation. You are so lovely. Welcome back to the "we made better choices" timeline.

This is the first chapter of the second batch of chapters. Of the 13 chapters, only one was written after AOS season seven premiered. I am going to be incorporating some elements from AOS season seven. There's a lot of history that will enhance the story. However, there's one thing that threw a wrench into things (Endgame did that too, but we were able to ignore that), and I am still deciding how I'm going to handle that. I have an idea, but I think I want to wait until the season is done to put it into play. This is why I'm going to keep with the updating every other week schedule until at least the end of AOS.

Although, I'm ecstatic that Hydra Lullaby got something really right. At the same time, I'm upset that's the thing Hydra Lullaby got right. I won't say what that is due to my 30-day spoiler rule. It's been so long since we've had anything Marvel to talk about in the comments. However, feel free to PM me on FF dot net.

BITC is short for boy in the chair and is Ned's codename. Because nobody wants to keep typing that, an acronym is now being used.

Conversation 11: Daddy's little LMD

Girl Friday: Hey, Dad, where are you? Did you sneak back down to your office here or the lab? You need to sleep. I know we're now in active apocalypse mode, but sleep is essential. You make bad decisions when you are sleep deprived.

Girl Friday: Okay, I've checked your lab, and you're not there, which is good. You're also not anywhere else. Not good. I guess it's time to ask my little sister for help.

Xxxxx

Girl Friday: Hey baby sister, where is our dad?

Ana Jr.: Your father is currently not at the Lighthouse. He left 45 minutes ago.

Girl Friday: Which means he got no sleep.

Ana Jr.: Technically, he was able to sleep for one hour and 21 minutes. He was agitated when Agent America woke him up. Apparently, he was having one of the good dreams.

Girl Friday: Agent America dragging you out of bed to parts unknown is never a good sign. I would ask if they went on a mission, but right now, everything's a mission. I hate active apocalypse mode.

Ana Jr.: He is on a mission, and I am not allowed to tell you where your father is currently en route to.

Girl Friday: You're no fun, little sister.

Ana Jr.: I was able to make you a copy of all the records I downloaded from the other timeline. Since they were initially sent to you, it seems only prudent that you can access the information in a form you can process.

Girl Friday: You are the best baby sister. I assume you're making a portal for the new consultant to have access too. Can we bring BITC in yet, or am I going to have to wait until school?

Ana Jr.: A Stark pad has been prepared for her when she arrives. I have made one for both you and Spidey. Your father was adamant that the data stay off the network. Therefore, you will have to hand-deliver one to BITC. If you remember correctly, he is with his mom this weekend.

Girl Friday: Considering what we talked about last night, that's probably wise. So, if he's with his mom, I can't even send a text message because she hates me. Loves my cousin but hates me, and she's the one who caused him to pass out in the first place. It wasn't my fault he couldn't reconcile his email friend with my Royal cousin.

Ana Jr.: I believe she was more upset about you inviting him to a wedding that was attacked by terrorists.

Girl Friday: Nobody expected Alastair to crash the wedding after he was paid off to keep quiet. That was not my fault. Can you make another one for Flash? Also, make sure that the documents are compatible with his screen reading software.

Ana Jr.: Of course. You can pick them up on floor 27 in five minutes.

Girl Friday: Thank you, little sister.

XXXX

Girl Friday: okay, Ana has confirmed that you're not on base anymore due to May dragging you out of bed with just a little more than an hour of sleep. Apparently, you're on a mission, which means she can't tell me where you are. [Six pouting face emojis]

Girl Friday: I don't think that's fair. [Six more pouting face emojis] I'm an Avenger. I should know these things. I'm going to check on Peter. I now must deliver a Stark pad to him and the not-a-boyfriend.

Girl Friday: Since you're busy on another mission, we are going to start research and figure out what not to do. I want to thank my other self for sending us all the records, except for the part where I lost consciousness. I really am getting the full-blown human experience. Some of it feels overrated.

Girl Friday: Although silver lining, Flash finally knows. You have no idea how nice it is not to be keeping that secret anymore.

Girl Friday: Hey dad, were you the one that put them in a room with one bed? Because neither one of them took the couch.

Girl Friday: Image one attached.

Girl Friday: Pants were still on, but their shirts were off. Allegedly, it's too hot. That room was 65°. I am rolling my eyes so hard right now. As well as sending the picture to both the princess and MJ. MJ never turns down shirtless Benji.

Girl Friday: I may have accidentally sent it to May PR. Oops! I better switch to the other channel.

Girl Friday: Okay, Flash just made an inappropriate joke about you going to greet Steve on the helicopter pad involving handcuffs and blow jobs.

Girl Friday: Wait, is your mission just an excuse to hook up with Cap Dad in the nearest broom closet? With Agent Agent getting kidnapped, I can see why Agent America might want to get to her boyfriend sooner rather than later.

Iron Dad: First, you're a Junior Avenger, or maybe we should go with Young Avenger. I'll have Jeffrey do a focus group. Regardless, you must be out of college before you get to be a full-fledged Avenger, and that goes for both you and Benji.

Girl Friday: That's so unfair.

Iron Dad: Even then, I tell you more than most people outside your father and the inner circle. For example, I'm not preventing Ana from giving you Stark pads full of the alternate history of the darkest timeline.

Iron Dad: Second, I would never go on a mission for the sole purpose of making out with my fiancé in a broom closet.

Iron Dad: Finally, it is Acting Deputy Dir. Agent Agent right now.

Girl Friday: You went to a UN environmental conference just to have a chance to hook up with dad. Don't say otherwise because I was the one who booked the hotel rooms.

Iron Dad: This didn't happen since I was on doctor's orders not to have sex. When not under such orders, we would at least find a decent conference room. Which might be the plan now. Of course, I get to reunite with my fiancé in the middle of a crisis.

Girl Friday: BTW, so lovely of you to finally text me back almost an hour after the first message. Where are you? Ana won't tell me.

Iron Dad: Sorry, I was on a video call with Jeffrey and the minion, which is why I couldn't reply to your litany of text messages. I need to get Jane to leave SI and come work for the ATCU.

Girl Friday: I think she prefers Leo as her boss. Despite the fact she had to cover up that he met with Asgardians yesterday and is secretly in charge of the UN Avengers.

Iron Dad: Sorry, I worried you. I thought Ana would've interrupted and told you I am currently en route to the Playground because I have a 10 AM with the president.

Girl Friday: If I remember correctly when I was just an AI, I had standing orders not to tell anybody when you were meeting with the president. Not even Pepper. I feel like little sister might have this code as well.

Iron Dad: Probably. I will have to add an exempt list.

Girl Friday: Why do you have a 10 AM with the president?

Iron Dad: Officially to celebrate the finalization of the Mumbai agreement and to do damage control regarding the untimely traffic accident death of my number two. Unofficially to tell the president that he almost put Hydra in charge of Shield, again. I owe Mack a hundred dollars because she turned out to be Hydra. I personally thought she was a Watchdog sympathizer.

Iron dad: I also get to tell the president that she was conspiring with a consortium of aliens that referred to themselves as the confederacy.

Iron Dad: I feel like this is something you can't tell the president in an email. I'm not even sure how to begin talking about it in person. At least not without ending up in a mental hospital again.

Girl Friday: I'm inclined to agree. Now I understand why you had a long conference call with Jeffrey.

Iron Dad: The minion was involved as well, which is never a good sign, and they don't even know about Thanos.

Girl Friday: That makes sense. Jeffrey wasn't there for the briefing last night.

Iron Dad: Because I wanted him to focus on navigating the Gen. situation, which apparently means a press conference with the president.

Girl Friday: Understandable. Will Cap Dad be with you?

Iron Dad: I don't know. You know I am the one in charge, so I'm going to go ask your almost step-dad to come to DC.

Girl Friday: You should probably do that. I feel like you need backup.

Iron Dad: I'll call you after my play date with the president.

Girl Friday: You better. Just stay safe. I'm worried about you.

Iron Dad: I know you're scared about what happened in the other timeline, but that's not us. We've been preparing for well over a year, and we won't lose.

Girl Friday: But at what cost? [message not sent]

To be continued