Cap's kid

The Dive

*Cap's POV

I look at my small daughter and sigh. There was a dangerous mission that they needed me for and I couldn't get out of it, I was needed too much. It doesn't help that I have to talk to her and Tony about something. Not at the same time but at least I get to talk to Tony. I can't stay long enough to talk to Mew about it but I do have time give her something, a phone. I was going away for a few days and I wanted to keep in contact with her. I mean it's alright to worry about your kid. I kneel down next to her and gently shake her awake, she's a pretty light sleeper. She opens her eyes and narrows her eyes, she is not happy about waking up.
     "Hey baby, I wanna give you something?" I whisper. "Then you can go back to sleep."
     She nods and sits up. I hand her the phone, it's one of the earlier models with a tie dye angel wing case. (Up top- not mine) She looks up at me with sad eyes.
     "You're going away aren't you?" She says.
      I nod, rubbing her head.
"But I can talk to you anytime you want now. All you have to do is..."
"I know how a phone works dad."
"Oh.... well good." I chuckle. "But I also put some books on there for you to read and listen to."
      She smiles and takes the phone. I kiss her head and she squeezes my hand.
      "Get the bad guys." She says.
      "I always do," I whisper. "Now... get some sleep."
       "Alright..." She yawns.
       I kiss her head one more time and go outside of the apartment. The ride is long and quiet, I miss my little Mew already. She would keep me company even if she didn't talk, I still felt better if I knew she was safe. Luckily, Bucky texts me while I'm at a red light to tell me he walked in on her doing homework, he also sent a picture. I forgot Tony gave Peter and Bucky sheets of reading and questions to give Mew to keep up with Peter. She usually gets it done in around an hour or a half of one. That makes me relax, and I laugh when I get a text to not text and drive. It takes me twenty more minutes to get to the Avenger HQ. I smile when I see Tony waiting for me; I had texted him this morning.
     "So Rogers you need to talk about a thing I actually know more than you at? That text sounds like something I can help with." He says.
       I nod and smile, some people don't know this but Tony recently came out as bi. So he had agreed to help me with my confusion and we had some time to talk about it.  Tony wraps his arm around me and leads me inside. This is not gonna go well, but it's the best idea I got.

*Mew's POV

      "You ready to go?" Bucky asks.
      I grabbed my new phone and a sweatshirt. But I was told that I wasn't gonna want any other clothes, they already had stuff for the procedure. I grab the small bag and walk over to Bucky, his arm lays on my shoulder. We walk out of the apartment, towards his motorcycle. He helps me on, picking me up like I was a little kid. He gets on himself cranking it, making me jump. We take off towards the Avenger lab, going a hundred miles an hour.
     "So... you ready to meet some more of your dad's friends?!" He screams over the roar of the bike.
     "I guess! But what if they don't like me?!"
     "They're gonna love ya kid! Don't worry, but just in case."
He belts out like five hoots. I start laughing.
     "Let out that little voice of yours!"
     I let out three hoots, loosening my grip. It makes me feel more relaxed. Bucky was right but I was still a tad bit nervous.
     The lab is big and makes me shake as we turn into the parking lot. Bucky parks right next to the door and helps me off the bike. Two people are standing in the door, staring at me as I walk along with Bucky. I can smell coffee and metal. Bucky comes up to me and whispers in my ear;
     "Ask about the one hundred year old virgin, aka."
     "Good old dad." I whisper.
      The two in the door smile and offer out their hands. I shake them. Both of them have slight tans, one of them has well managed, shoulder length black hair. The other has sandy blonde hair, cut into a soldier style haircut. The blondie has an archer's glove on his hand and his outfit makes me feel like I'm on a farm. The dark haired one ,however, is the exact stereotype of a lab professor. Lab coat and glasses, with a slight stubble.
     "I'm Clint and this is Bruce." The blonde says.
     "Nice to meet you, I'm... Night."
     They smile and wave me inside. I follow, nerves ravaging my mind. Until I hear someone clear their throat. I turn to see a boy without a shirt, his hair dyed red. His skin is tan and has swirling scars around the chest and arms . He also has eyes like a cat and two sharp teeth.
"I'm assuming you're a boy today, since you don't have a shirt on." Bruce says.
"I'll go get them one." Clint says and walks back the way we came.
"I am... not a gender today. Unless this angel wants me to be one."
"I don't think you should be hitting on a girl who's father can bend steal with his bare hands."
"Cap has a kid?!" Bruce says.
I turn, nod, and look back to see the teenager only two feet away. Bucky starts talking to Bruce about me, so it's just a conversation between me and them. I start blushing because of awkwardness, I mean they're really cute and, shirtless. Not to mention fit.
'What is happening to me.'
"Hey runt, the name's Archer." He whispers.
"Don't call me runt... kitten."
"Touché... well I'm still gonna call you runt." He says.
     "Ok, kitten."
"Banner, what's this little... runt," he purrs runt out as if he's flirting. "Here for."
"She's here for a memory dive." He says.
Everyone goes silent and I get a bad feeling in my stomach.