As Ana and Morgan said their farewells to their family, Hulk sat in front of the computer typing something. "This will take you two home." Hulk nodded towards Ana and Morgan.
"Thanks Uncle, this has been the best birthday." Ana smiles as she gives him a hug and a kiss on the cheek.
Morgan embraced Bruce and pecks his cheek as well, "Thank you."
"I love you, 3,000, kid." Tony smiled at Morgan.
Morgan gave her father a smile, "Thank you, for being my dad."
Pepper embraced her daughter, "I love you and proud of what you've accomplished."
"I am so proud of you." Natasha put both her hands on her daughter's cheeks, "You are my miracle."
Ana smiles, through the tears, "I've always dreamed of this scene, but never in my dreams did I think I would cry this much. I love you, mom."
"A lawyer?" Steve asked his daughter. "Really?"
"Oi!" Morgan draped an arm around her sister's shoulders, "You'd be very proud of her, Uncle Steve, Ana, here works for the military as a lawyer..."
"Did you just say 'Oi'?" Ana raised an eyebrow.
"If you can be Russian, I get to be British." Morgan remarked.
Ana sighs dramatically, "The one thing, I'm actually Russian." "Let's go?" Ana smirks, "Before you get roasted… evenly."
Ana smiles as she and Morgan stood in the middle of the machine. Ana saluted,"See you in a minute."
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Widow's Shield
FanfictionYears after the death of Natasha Romanoff, a 21 year old Ana Stark comes looking for answers. Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing except Ana Stark.
