Avengers: Earth's Mightiest Protection Squad

2. Welcome home?

"Ready?" Natasha asked, a warm hand placed on my shoulder.

"As I'll ever be." I nodded stepping into the the safe house with her.

     Apparently the rest of the team, minus Thor and the Hulk, were waiting inside to form a plan of action and execution.

     With all of the gusto that I mustered up in the last five minutes, I trailed behind the three avengers into the safe house, and it was very 'fancy shmancy' as Tony put it. The house was tucked into some mountain, and the trip up to it wasn't an easy one. Especially in my 'nighttime attire.' The outside of the house and the scenery that surrounded it was stunning to say the least, though. It kind of looked like someone plucked some mountaineer mansion from a magazine and plopped it here.

"Shit, she's probably cold. Sorry kid-Morgan, I didn't even think about your current gettup." Tony cursed pulling me inside.

"Jarvis, run a hot shower in the master bedroom upstairs." Tony commanded, nodding to Natasha to take me upstairs.

"I'll get your clothing situation taken care of while you're getting cleaned up." She smiled, leading me up the stairs and in to a massive bathroom that was connected to two separate bedrooms.

     Just like Tony had commanded, a hot shower was running, and as soon as I saw the steamy shower water, Natasha left me to it.

     I slowly undressed myself, and delicately placed my folded pj's on the granite counters by the sink. The bathroom was beautiful, and the shower's temperature was just right. Not too cold and not too warm.

     Sighing contently, I started to rub my hands together under the steady stream of water, attempting to warm my freezing hands.
"Is everything to your satisfaction, madam?" A voice spoke out of nowhere, resulting in a shriek from me.

     Nearly slipping in the process, I crossed my legs and covered my lady parts, peering around the bathroom looking for the intruder.

"I did not wish to frighten you, miss. I am Jarvis, the house's AI." The strange voice explained.

"Wait you're a computer?" I called out, kind of feeling stupid for my outburst. I mean who wouldn't?

"Yes, miss. When you are finished with the shower, there will be a pair of warm clothes waiting for you directly outside of the door to your left." Jarvis told me.

"Oh, thanks." I chimed, flipping a random switch that ended up shutting the water off.

     Grabbing the closest towel, I wrapped myself into a burrito before opening the door to my left, and just like Jarvis said, a pair of comfortable looking clothes were waiting for me with a note attached.

'These were mine, so hopefully they'll fit you! The rest of us will be down in the kitchen when you're done - Natasha' the note read.

     Well Natasha had quite a bit of height on me, so naturally the shirt and pants ended up hanging off of me.

     Cuffing the sleeves of the droops black quarter sleeve shirt, I reluctantly made my way out of the bathroom. I have to woMAN the fuck up and converse with the Avengers about a situation that could lead to my family and I's death. Easy peasy, right?