Aspirations {𝟙𝟙} | Marvel √

thirteen

At the Royal Holloway, the University of London, dressed in casual clothes to keep his cover was Thor, leaning against a car when Professor Erik Selvig walked out of the building. The man almost immediately recognized his friend...leaning against his car.

"I like the look," Erik said as he walked up to the car, "If you're going for inconspicuous though, near miss."

"I need your help," Thor said.

"It's nice to be needed," Erik said.

"It's dangerous," Thor said as Erik opened the driver's side of the door.

"I'd be disappointed if it wasn't," he said as he got into the car and Thor followed his steps.

Barton Farmhouse, America

That night, everyone was in the kitchen and living room area, waiting for dinner that Laura and Emma were making. The golden blonde didn't know much about cooking so it was a learning experience from the soon-to-be mother of 3.

Natasha was sitting on the couch, watching as Lia drew something before her. She softly smiled at her, the little girl distracting her for the moment—

Someone suddenly sat next to her and Natasha was a bit surprised to find it was Steve. Lia ran off to find more markers as Natasha eyed Steve intently.

"Hi," she said.

"Hey," he softly said, awkwardly smiling before he swiftly took her hand with both of his, cresting his thumb over her palm, "You're right. But I don't want to be scared...because you're all I think about..." and he looked up at her from her hands, finding her green eyes glimmering, "So...let's do it. Let's take Allie, and just run away. Get away from this life. Maybe even find ourselves a little farm," and Natasha smiled at him and he just stared at her.

"Let's do it," Natasha softly said and he smiled at her right as Allie had entered the dining area, having just woken up from her slumber.

She rubbed her eyes, "Is someone making food?" She groggily asked, causing Natasha and Steve to perk up from her voice, "I'm starving..."

"It's just about ready," Emma told her sleepy friend.

"Good..." and Emma, Allie, and everyone else turned back to find Nick Fury had walked into the house, leaving everyone except Tony and the adult Barton's shocked, "Cause I'm starving."

"Mr. Nick," Emma greeted with a surprise tone.

"Emma...you've gotten big," Fury pointed out, haven't had seen the girl since The Battle of New York, "And I'm getting old."

"Right," She nervously muttered.

———

After everyone had eaten, they were all either sitting at the dining table or standing around in the kitchen/living room while Fury was talking about the situation at hand. Emma was off with Lia, coloring with her, but was secretly listening to the conversation. Though it wasn't hard when they were five feet from her.

"Ultron took you folks out of play to buy himself time. My contacts all say he's building something. The amount of Vibranium he made off with, I don't think it's just one thing," Fury told everyone as Lia ran off over to Natasha, handing her the drawing she made of a butterfly.

"What about Ultron himself?" Steve asked as Lia ran off back over to Emma.

"Ah, he's easy to track, he's everywhere. Guy's multiplying faster than a Catholic rabbit," Fury said.

"Okay, say goodnight to Emma," Laura told her kids, who were about to get them ready for bed.

"Goodnight, Emma."