Warning: Staron and Brutasha.

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The facility was filled with numerous chatters once again. Phone calls resonated against the metal walls, as well as the continuous tapping of the computer screens. The SHIELD agents conversed with one another quietly—yet due to the growth of population, their discrete chatter buzzed around the whole floor.

The Avengers were surprisingly—not being sent on a mission today. They would mostly be doing a lot of training to keep them in shape. All were chatting one another with a smile, sometimes, a good laugh would come up too.

But their captain was distracted. He remained quiet and would only pipe in the conversation if he was asked or talked to directly. His mind drifted off to the young agents he had found lurking in the hallway last night.

He had hoped to see them when he went down to the main working area of the SHIELD agents but was disappointed when he didn't see either one of them. Something about them was strange yet he couldn't quite put his finger on what it is.

"Steve?" he jerked his head sideways to find Natasha looking at him in concern, "Are you alright?" she asked.

"Oh, yeah." he blinked a few times, looking to see his other teammates still chattering around, "Sorry, I spaced out."

Natasha frowned, "Is something wrong?"

"No, I just—I'm thinking." he added, "I'm looking for someone."

"I think Sharon went out to get the documents—"

"No, not her." he cut her off. When the spy gave her a look of confusion, he suddenly asked, "Did Stark ever mentioned something about SHIELD having new recruits?"

She shook her head, "Not that I know of. Why?"

"Before I went to sleep last night, FRIDAY informed me that there was someone trying to access the elevators at level 2. So I checked it out and found a guy and a girl looking lost."

"And? What did they tell you?" she questioned.

"That they were actually the new recruits of Stark and had been told to stay in the facility because they would be given their final breaching today."

Natasha raised an eyebrow, "Today? But Tony won't be back until tomorrow. Are you sure they're telling the truth?"

He ran a hand through his hair, sighing, "I don't know. I mean I did ask them the security question and they passed. We all know that only SHIELD agents know the answer to that."

"Let me guess," A teasing smirk formed on the red-head's lips, "Language?"

Steve visibly reddened, "Stop it."

Natasha slumped back in the couch, "Well, you said it yourself—they gave you the answer you needed. So what are you worrying about? They're just a couple of average SHIELD agents too."

"Yes, but.." he trailed off, looking around, "I don't know. There's something about them that makes me curious."

The spy rolled her eyes, "Let it go for now. If it makes you feel any better, I'll keep an eye out for them too."

"Really?"

She nodded, "Yeah, just tell me what they looked like."

He hesitated to answer, scratching the back of his head. He smiled apologetically, "I didn't actually see them crystal clear last night because it was dark but I do remember the guy being blonde and the girl being a red-head."

"A blonde and a red-head? You're sure you're not describing us there?" she accused him playfully.

Steve's eyes widened in realization, "Oh, jeez you're right... but I swear! I swear they were both a blonde and—"

He was cut off by Natasha's soft laugh. One that he noted liked hearing from her.

"I'm just teasing, Steve. Sure, I'll take a look at them myself. In the meantime though, have you heard about the welcoming party?"

When his eyebrows furrowed in confusion, she took this as a response.

"I'm guessing you still haven't." she deduced.

"Welcoming party? For what?" he asked.

She stretched her legs in front of her, "You know Tony, always the diva. Said that everyone should've miss him by the time he gets back and decided to throw another one of those."

"That sounds like Stark, alright." he mused.

"So, you feel like coming?"

"It depends. When's the party?"

Natasha popped out her cheeks, trying to count off using her fingers, "On the 19th I guess? That's one... two... three... four... five— five days from now."

"Maybe I wouldn't mind if Sharon wants to come—"

"Of course I'd love to darling."

He smiled at the familiar voice, craning his neck around to see Sharon approaching him also with a big smile on her face.

"Hey," he breathed out.

"Hi," she leaned down to give Steve a quick kiss on the lips. Her hands rested on his shoulders as she finally looked at Natasha, "Oh, hey Nat!"

"About damn time you notice me, Carter." she tried to frown but ended up with a lopsided smile instead, "So, you going to the party or not?"

"Of course," Sharon answered for them, "And you? I'm sure you and Bruce could also take the night to enjoy yourselves." she winked at her.

Natasha knew what she meant and flustered up, "You're such a pervert."

"I'm not!" she defended, "If I am, Steve wouldn't be a clean soul anymore."

"Sharon!" he blushed furiously, squeezing her hands in the process.

"What? It's true. It's not like Natasha's an innocent little one here. She had her fair share of moments." she stated slyly.

"Well, everybody needs practice." she defended, her cheeks still tinting a little pink.

"Wait," Steve looked at them in disbelief, "You guys talk about this?"

The two women rolled their eyes. Natasha let out an amused chuckle, "Oh, Steve. you innocent little puppy. No wonder Sharon's fallen for you."

The three then went on to join the others' conversations. Although, unbeknownst to them, the two siblings were hiding behind a wall—having just heard and seen the whole thing that had happened. Thanks to their inherited spy and soldier-like skills, the Avengers hadn't notice their presence at all.

Yet what the two siblings seen completely caught them off guard.

Allie looked at her brother in shock, her mouth completely ajar, "D-did you.. did that just.."

James was still frozen in his spot too.

She held a hand to her stomach, "I think I'm gonna be sick.." she dashed out of the room and nearer towards the elevators, leaving James gaping by himself.

What they just saw— seeing their dad kissed someone who's not their mom—ew. Just gross.

And not to mention the fact that they were completely scarred for life.

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Natasha had just went out of the training room to fetch a drink. Sweat glistened on her forehead as she wiped it off with the back of her hand. Many SHIELD agents greeted her as she passed by them. She responded back with a smile.

As she took a bottled water from the fridge, a low voice said behind her, "Good morning, Natasha." he kissed her cheek.

She gulped down the liquid, before turning to him, "Good morning. Sorry if I smell like a wet dog. I just finished training."

"I can see that," Bruce opened the fridge to pour himself a glass of orange juice, "Are the others training too?"

"Yeah, except you." she said, smirking, "I'm pretty sure the big guy needs to work out to be in shape too."

Bruce scrunched his face, "Yeah.. I'm gonna pass." he took a sip of the juice, "So, do we have any plans today?"

"Well, missions don't start till next week I heard. They're giving us the break we need." Natasha responded, finishing off remaining content of water.

He chuckled, "Wait, let me rephrase that— do you have any plans for today?"

Natasha raised an eyebrow, grinning playfully, "No.. why? You got something planned big guy?"

Bruce casually leaned closer on the counter, "I do. In fact, how do you feel going out tonight? It's been a while since I've taken you out to dinner."

The spy leaned in closer, muttering quite flirtatiously, "I think that would be lovely, honey."

"Great," the smile reached his ears, "Maybe around 6? Is that okay for you?"

Natasha erased the distance between them, leaning in to give a quick peck on his lips, "More than okay."

They gazed at one another in silence. Until the sweet sound of laughter from Natasha broke it off. The couple shared a smile, chuckling at one another's playfulness.

Then they heard a voice from the hallway. It sounded like a guy's voice.

"Shh! Be quiet Als! Someone might hear you." The guy scolded.

Natasha's eyebrows furrowed, craning her neck to try and find out whose voice it belongs to. She was surprised when a guy and a girl emerged from the corner. They were busy in their own little conversation, not noticing them in the room.

"I'm sorry if I'm freaking out here! You saw her kiss him didn't you? I don't.. I don't understand how you can be so calm right now." the girl said flatly, shooting the guy a glare.

"I'm trying to stay calm," he hissed, "We need two sane minds to get back home and since you're already losing yours, it's a pity if I'll lose mine too aye?"

The girl punched his arm, making him wince in pain. Yet suddenly, just as she was about to open her mouth to say something, she stopped short instead. Slowly, the girl looked sideways to see Natasha staring at her, confusedly. Her green orbs starting to narrow at the two.

"Oh... I didn't see you there," The girl let out an awkward chuckle, "Sorry."

Natasha took in their appearances. The girl had red hair and what shocked her the most—  was that it's exactly the same shade as hers! When her eyes dropped to the guy beside her, she noticed that he, unlike the girl, had blonde hair instead.

When Bruce noticed that Natasha wasn't responding, he was the one to ask them instead, "I'm sorry guys but I'm gonna ask you to break it up. This lounge is strictly for the Avengers only."

The girl turned pink, "Y-yes. I'm sorry. We'll go."

James butted in, "I'm sorry. We're just new here so.."

Natasha's eyes lit up in recognition, she stopped them before they could leave, "Wait," she called, making their heads turn to her, "Are you the new recruits?"

"New recruits?" Bruce asked, perplexed.

"Yeah, Steve told me this morning. Apparently, Stark accepted new recruits without even thinking to tell us." she crossed her arms, slight annoyance dripping in her tone.

The siblings looked at one another in horror, gulping simultaneously.

"Oh," Bruce chorused, then glanced back to the two in front of them. He knitted his eyebrows, "Aren't you guys too young to be agents? How old are you?"

James stammered, "Uh.." He could practically feel Natasha's eyes on him, trying not to wince. His mom's interrogating looks would always scare the hell out of him. She's ten times worse than dad.

Allie filled in for him, "I'm eighteen. He's twenty." she lied smoothly.

Bruce nodded understandingly, "I see. Sorry, I was just a tad bit confused."

"Well, the captain said the same thing when he first saw us. We're relieved to find out we look younger than we are." Allie said with a smile.

James can never be more thankful enough for having a sister that was good at lying. Allie can always make up excuses on the spot without even fidgeting or twitching. He, on the other hand, starts to sweat up nervously before he could even say a lie.

He may be the kind to sneak out at night to go to random parties and all that— but he could never lie to his parents once he got home.

"This was an awkward way of meeting each other but thank you for telling us that this floor's restricted." James said, avoiding Natasha's penetrating gaze.

"Sure," Bruce was the one to respond, "Here's a tip though, try to keep your voices to lower frequencies. SHIELD agents aren't all for it when they see a couple fight."

James almost choked on his own breath. He stared at him, flabbergasted, "What?"

"You think we're.. we're.." Allie gestured between the two of them, before both let out a disgusted look.

"Aw.. gross!" They shuddered at the thought of it.

Bruce paused for a second, taking a look at Natasha, who simply had a puzzled expression on her face. He raised an eyebrow at them, "Er.. are you two not together?"

"No!" They exclaimed.

"Ah.." Bruce gave them a sheepish look, "I apologize. You two just seem.. well.. I assumed you know."

James explained, "She's my sister."

The declaration only made Natasha even more confused. They were siblings? But they looked completely afar from one another. The girl had fiery red hair, while the boy had a dark shade of blonde. She narrowed her eyes at this. Why, they had no similar features!

"And your names?" Natasha asked.

"Allie," the girl—Allie, answered.

"James," the blonde guy said.

Natasha nodded, before shrugging off the puzzled expression she had and offering a smile, "Nice to meet you. I'm Natasha, and this is—"

"The strongest Avenger, we know." James cut off with a grin.

Bruce didn't know how to respond to that, so he settled with a— "Thank you?"

Natasha smiled in amusement, turning back to the siblings, "Have you guys been given a tour of the facility already?"

They both shook their heads. Allie answered, "Not yet."

"Maybe that explains why we keep getting lost." James mused, trying to lighten the mood.

"Perhaps so," Natasha gave a lopsided smile, "I could show you around." she offered, sounding a little bit carefree.

"Really?" Allie's eyes lit up in surprise, "That would be—"

"—fine but we already asked Maria Hilll to give us the tour." James cut her off briskly.

Allie asked confusedly,  "I don't recall saying—"

"Remember?" James gave her that look, "Right after we ate breakfast and we bumped into her in the lobby?"

She caught his drift, "Oh.." she laughed sheepishly, "Right. I do remember now."

Natasha and Bruce raised an eyebrow at their strange behavior. The two siblings looked at them apologetically before pointing at the exit on their far right, "So, thanks for the offer, but we better be going now." James said, forcing a smile.

"But you just got—"

"Yeah," Allie cut her off. She knew her mom doesn't like being cut off during a conversation but it was fulfilling to do anyway. She followed her brother outside, "It was both lovely to meet you! Bye!"

Then they hurried though the exit and out of their sight. Once they got near the elevators, they stopped a moment to catch their breaths.

James bent over, holding his knees for support, "Alright, we're officially screwed."

Allie, still panting, sent him a glare, "Of course we are. You just turned down her offer! She'll know something's up from the way your face looks a while ago."

"I turned her down because I know she'll be asking us questions." he reprimanded, "You saw the way she looked at us, didn't you? You know how mom interrogates. It's crazy."

Her sister sighed, wondering how her dad got away with his mom sometimes. "Well, that makes the job a lot easier for the both of us." she muttered sarcastically, "Now we got both dad and mom on our tails."

"Speaking of dad.." He brought up, shuddering at the memory, "Did you see the girl he kissed earlier?"

Allie groaned, disgusted, "God, don't remind me. I think it was Aunt Sharon. Why on earth would he kiss Aunt Sharon? That's gross!"

"I don't know.. but mom's in the same room with them, though. She looks fine seeing it." He mentioned, his forehead creasing, "So, what's that supposed to mean?"

Her sister could only gave him a I don't have a fucking clue look.

He sighed, shaking his head, "Just one more day. One more day and we'll get to see Uncle Tony." James reminded.

"I never thought there'd come a day I'll say this— but I desperately want Uncle Tony's presence right now." Allie stated.

"Oh, come on, he's not so bad." James asserted, elbowing her with a smirk, "Uncle Tony's like the coolest guy I know. I do think you inherited your Science skills from him."

"Yeah, the only thing I'll be grateful for." she mused, smiling.

They shared a sigh. Probably the 20th time for the day.

One more day. Just one more day to wait for the solution that would bring them back home.

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OKAY I'M SORRY FOR THE STARON AND BRUTASHA PART REALLY I'M SORRY. T.T

But it's essential in the story! I promise there's going to be a lot of Romanogers moments later on!

It's what the whole story's all about after all.