You yawned as you streached your arms over your head. The night was over, the day had began. You decided to go ahead and try to rummage through some old gear and see if you could throw together some kind of uniform so that you could stop ripping shirts and your favorite jacket. Seriously. Your patch was hanging by a thread at this point.

Much like your mental state.

Y/N: At least we have two Avengers helping now.

You pulled on a shirt and some jeans before you stepped out into the hall. You heard Tony talking to Bruce over in the Command Deck so you decided to go check in on them.

You entered the room and found Tony talking to JARVIS.

Tony: JARVIS! You haven't aged a day!

JARVIS: Welcome back, Mr. Stark.

Tony: Missed ya, buddy. You flying free?

JARVIS: In full working order.

Y/N: He was glitchy at first but me and Bruce fixed the War Table.

Tony turned to look at you and smiled. You both didn't really have a chance to talk last night since, uh, yeah.

Tony: Hey, kid. How are you holding up?

Y/N: Good, all things considered. Actually, do you guys know if there's any left over gear in the Chimera? I need an upgrade.

Tony: I'll help you look after we get this thing up and running. Give me the worst of it, JARVIS.

JARVIS changed into a hologram of the Chimera which showed some red spots.

JARVIS: The Chimera is running on secondary power. Major hull damage is also detected. Engines are offline. Climate...

Tony: So it's bad.

JARVIS: That is an accurate assessment.

Tony: Okay, we got to get this bird airborne.

Bruce laughed.

Bruce: Excuse me?

Tony: AIM knows we're here. So it needs to not be here, when they get here.

Bruce/Y/N: What?

Tony: Alright. While we work on clean up, you mind taking a look at something for me?

JARVIS: Certainly, sir.

Tony pulled out Kamala's thumb drive and injected it to the War Table.

Tony: See what you can do about decrypting this file.

JARVIS: At once.

Tony turned to you.

Tony: Wanna help?

You shrugged.

Y/N: Sure. Got to see why the turbines won't activate. Better check out the initiator core in the hangar.

Tony looked at you as Bruce walked out of the room.

Tony: Look at you, Mr. Engineer. When did you become all tech savvy?

Y/N: Well, I always got bored back in Jersey City so I just kinda, practiced on my powers. Plus, I had a friend to help me learn about this stuff.

Tony nodded in approval.

Tony: Alright. Let's get this done.

You followed him out of the command deck and into the hall where yoi found Kamala sitting on the table while Bruce was messing with some wires.

Tony: Do I want to know what's going on here?

Kamala: Hey Tony. Just lending my...um...technical knowledge to Bruce here.

Tony: Well, I can see I have my work cut out for me.

Bruce: Not helping, Tony.

You and Tony wished the luck and continued on toward the hanger. You found yourself in the common room where the news broadcast was playing. You looked over at the soda machines and you decided not to get one. Probably flat after 5 years.

Tony: So, kid, you're an Inhuman?

Y/N: Yeah. I think, I think me and Tarelton have the save thing. I mean I can control technology and all that.

Tony: Right, right. Um, about you and that Kamala girl...

Y/N: Didn't we already talk about this?

Tony: Well, yeah but...

Y/N: We're not together. Period. Just friends.

Tony: I mean the way you guys look at each other....

Y/N: Period.

Tony: Alright. Got it. Jeez.

Y/N: Actually, since I have you here, can I ask you something?

Tony: Shoot.

Y/N: After we take down AIM and, uh, clear your name, will things go back to the way they were?

Tony looked at you as you waited for an answer.

Tony: I mean, I don't really know the answer to that question. I wish I did. We have a long way to go until we know for sure.

Y/N: Right.

Tony: But once everything is back to normal, you Avenger kids will be with us. 100%. No more leaving.

That was something, at least. You reached the door for the hangar but it wouldn't open.

Tony: Uh, wasn't this working before?

You looked over at the panel and saw that it was sparking. Tony walked over the panel with a smile.

Tony: Ok JARVIS, time me.

Tony immediately got to work and the door opened up.

JARVIS: 1.04 seconds sir.

Tony: Huh. Guess I'm a bit rusty.

You and Tony walked into the hangar and headed down the stairs. The Quinjet was shining in the sunlight.

Tony: JARVIS, pop question. Where do we keep the spark plugs?

JARVIS: The initiator cores can be found in the far corner of the lower deck, sir.

Tony: Correctamundo!

JARVIS: Do I win a prize now sir?

Tony: You win the biggest prize of all: my affection.

JARVIS: How...exciting.

You laughed while Tony rolled his eyes. You reached an area of the hangar that was blocked off the last time you were here. Instead of a wall, it was now a door. There was also a bunch of wires on the ground which seemed like a serious safety hazard.

You entered the hall and looked around before you found the cores. Immediately, you saw that most of them were missing and the one that was there was broken.

Y/N: I think I found the problem.

You and Tony approched it and you began to pry the broken one out of the box. Suddenly, you were shocked which caused you to retract your hand.

Tony: Oh! It's definitely the Initiator Core.

You let go of it and it fell to the floor in a shatter.

Y/N: Oops.

Tony: Wait, don't the bigger AIM bots use similar cores?

Y/N: If we can get a hold of one, we can get this thing in the air in now time.

JARVIS: Indeed sir. But someone would need to procure said Initiator Cores.

Tony: Yeah, I barely have a suit. But maybe I can cobble something together?

Y/N: Yeah. I need something new to. My jacket can't take much more fighting. Also there's a hole in my boot now.

JARVIS: I'll search the inventory for leftover piece of armor.

You and Tony left the hallway and entered back into the hangar. You streached your arms and let out a yawn before Tony noticed that you had on the collar and the gauntlets.

Tony: Do you ever take those things off?

You looked at the gauntlets and shurgged.

Y/N: When I shower.

Bruce: Hey guys, I'm still working on the door but can one of you go check on Kamala? I think she may have turned off her comms.

Tony: Oh. Okay. Sure?

Bruce: Yeah, this whole thing...it's probably a tough adjustment.

You looked over to Tony and saw that he was a bit nervous. Of course he would be. He didn't know Kamala or really how to talk to teenagers.

Y/N: I can do it, if you want me to.

Tony: That'd be a huge help. Second floor of the old crew quarters, right? JARVIS, can you see if she's even up there?

JARVIS: There are no surveillance systems in the private quarters.

Tony: Who's terrible, hippie idea was that?

Y/N/JARVIS: Yours.

Tony: Right. Well good luck, kid. I'll be looking into that inventory. Maybe I can find something that can fit you.

Y/N: Thanks.

You and Tony went different ways as you reached the crew quarters. He went down to help Bruce while you walked over to Kamala's door.

Y/N: Well, guess I'm about to barge into a teenage girl's room.

You lifted your hand to knock but the door opened up anyway. Standing there in her room was Kamala. Only now, she was wearing a costume of some kind. It looked like a blue and red workout uniform of somekind. On her right shoulder was an Avengers "A" pin. She even had on a mask. She had struck a pose before she noticed you standing there.

Y/N: Uh...

Kamala: Ah, hey!

Y/N: Sorry!

Kamala: You should have knocked!

Y/N: I...was trying...

You pointed at your hand.

Y/N: Knocking fist. JARVIS! Help me out here?

JARVIS: It appears that the locking mechanisms on some of the Chimera's crew quarters have not been enabled.

You pointed at the roof.

Y/N: So it's just like mine. Only, I fixed mine. I can fix yours, to. If you want.

Kamala awkwardly stood there as you walked into the room nervously.

Kamala: Please do.

You looked around the room that you had helped clean and saw that it was, in fact, a bit more homey.

Y/N: Uh, we're meeting on the command deck in about ten minutes. You should, ah, should come.

You turned around and looked at her. Your eyes fell on her costume as you examined it. Kamala shifted awkwardly and you realized you were staring.

Kamala: I know, I look ridiculous.

You shrugged.

Y/N: Of course you do.

Kamala looked down in defeat.

Kamala: Man....

Y/N: No, no, no, no. They do this to. It's part of the job. I mean, have you seen Thor? Flowing robe, Vegas shoulder pads. Or my mom? Skin tight one piece that made all the guys gawk. Pretty ridiculous. Cap wore the American flag for crying out loud.

Kamala laughed as you looked at her again.

Y/N: I'm kinda digging this uh...

Kamala: Oh, it's a Burkini. My mom bought it for me. Muslim ladies like to wear it for sports and stuff..

Y/N: It's great. Uh, really great. Suits you.

You and Kamala stood there for a moment while you looked at her.

Y/N: Stop staring at her, you creep.

Kamala: He probably thinks I'm a huge dork now!

Kamala: Eh. Alright. I'm just going to change.

Y/N: Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. Uh, Tony once told me something. He said "the outfit is all about attitude". Like, you gotta wear it like you mean it.

You turned her so that she was looking in the mirror again. You stood beside her as well.

Y/N: Go on. Strike a pose, stretchy.

Kamala hesitated a bit before she placed her hands on her hips and puffed out her chest. She still seemed nervous.

Y/N: Come on. You can do better than that.

Kamala looked at you for a moment before she nodded. She turned her body side ways and lifted her fists up before she enlargened them. She now had a determined smile on her face.

Y/N: Yeah, now we're talkin'!

Kamala returned to normal and turned to you with a smile on her face.

Y/N: If you want, I'm sure Tony can get you some upgrades. Maybe an emblem or a kind of protector. I mean, you already have the color scheme.

Kamala: Really?

Y/N: Yeah. And, uh, if Bruce says anything, just...remind him that all he wears is super, stretchy shorts.

Kamala laughed as you looked at her.

Y/N: Her laugh is nice. It's sincere.

You slowly looked down as you thought back on Hailey. You wondered what she was doing now. If her or your aunt were looking for you. Then, your thoughts shifted to another girl.

Kamala: You alright?

You snapped back to reality and lokked at Kamala.

Y/N: Uh, yeah. Just, thinking. I was just wondering what my sister was up to. My friends, to.

Kamala: You mean, Nadia?

You winced a bit.

Kamala: So he is thinking about her. Who is she?

Y/N: No. Uh, not her.

Kamala: Can you, tell me about her? Bruce and Tony keep asking you about her. Is she your girlfriend or something?

Kamala: Please say no. Please say no.

Y/N: N-No! No she, uh, she isn't. She was another Avengers kid. Hank Pym is her father.

Kamala's eyes suddenly grew wide.

Kamala: Hank Pym? As in Ant-Man?!

You nodded.

Y/N: Whenever he was around, he would bring her along. We kinda grew up together and we were, uh, close friends. While everyone was meeting, me, her, and Hailey were off playing. She wasn't there on A-Day. Her and her dad were back in New York. After AIM kinda took over, Hank went missing. Me and her haven't really talk in the last two years. Her and Hailey are still close, though.

Kamala: Did something, happen?

Y/N: I can't keep doing this, Nadia!

Nadia: You're the only one I have!

Y/N: I'm sorry.

Nadia: Please don't leave me to.

Y/N: Goodbye.

Y/N: You can say that. What about you? Anyone back home?

Y/N: Like a boyfriend?

Kamala: Uh, just my family and some friends. There's Amka and Bruno. They've been my friends since daycare. Amka is Muslim like me but Bruno is Christian. I think. I never really asked him. Anyway, they're kinda all I have.

She looked down a bit.

Kamala: I never really fit in at school. I was just that weird girl who likes super heroes. The one who writes fanfictions and idolizes Captain Marvel. No one wanted to associate themselves with me except for Amka and Bruno.

Y/N: I can understand. My only real friend back home is Gib. We've known each other for a while now. He's kinda the only one who knows about who my mom was. There's almost been a few slip ups but, I've been able to keep a low profile.

Kamala: Hard to believe, honestly. I'm sure girls flock to you like crazy.

You shook your head.

Y/N: There's been a few but, I never really wanted a relationship. I honestly hated everyone for a long time. I mean now things are different.

Kamala looked at you curious.

Kamala: Whay changed?

You smiled as you looked at her.

Y/N: I met some good people. Reminded me that the world isn't complete shit. Come on. We should go check in on Tony and Bruce.

Kamala smiled.

Kamala: Right.
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You and Kamala stood at the War Table as you watched Tony's flight pattern. He had left to find some parts to fix the fabrication machine which left you and Kamala alone with Bruce. On that note, you and Kamala were also watching Bruce in the H.A.R.M room where was pretending to be, shit you not, Black Widow.

Y/N: You have to give him credit. He's killing it.

Kamala: Tony or Bruce?

Y/N: Oh yeah. I forgot about Tony.

Tony: Gang, you hear me?

Kamala: Loud and clear. Uh...Bruce is in the H.A.R.M room pretending to be...uh...

Tony: I don't even want to know.

Y/N: Any luck out there?

Tony: Success! We'll all be in new threads soon. The Fabrication Machine will be back online soon.

Kamala: Great, I can't wait to make Bruce a new pair of yoga pants!

Tony laughed on the other line.

Tony: Nice one! I'm gonna have to remember that for later.

The dropship landed in the hangar and you and Kamala headed that way. You met Tony right as he was stepping out.

Tony: Well, that was fun. Gotta say, it's nice to be back in the saddle.

Y/N: Yeah. You almost forget you're pushing 40.

Tony: Aah! Good to see you got some of your mom's snark. Now let's take a peek at our loot.

Tony began to dig through the dropship's components before he found what he was looking for.

Tony: Ah! We hit the jackpot folks.

Kamala: Nice. Now you can stop looking like the Tin Man.

Tony: Hey, it did its job.

He then looked back at the dropship.

Tony: I thought this tech looked familiar. These are all based on my designs.

JARVIS: Some are near exact.

Tony: They're sure taking advantage of the Stark Tech acquisition. Was kinda hoping they'd just sit on the assets.

Tony turned to you and smiled.

Tony: Let's get you into an actual uniform.
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As Tony finished putting in his new suit of armor, you looked down at your own.

Kamala: Wow. You kinda look like the actual Leviathan.

Indeed you did. Instead of your denim jacket, you now wore a black tactical jacket with matching pants and boots.

You even had a new pair of gloves as well.

Tony: Don't we look amazing? JARVIS, take our picture!

Tony threw and arm around you and your helmet activated as JARVIS took a picture.

JARVIS: Well done sir.

You deactivated your helmet and looked down at your new uniform. Kamala skipped over to you with a wide smile.

Kamala: It just needs one more thing. Close your eyes.

Y/N: What?

Kamala: Just do it.

You looked at her before you gave in. You closed your eyes and heard her fumble with something. You felt the jacket move a bit before Kamala stepped back.

Kamala: And done.

You opened your eyes and looked down at your right breast pocket to see that she had put an Avengers "A" pin on you. Just like her costume had.

Kamala: Now we look like professionals.

You grinned as you looked at it.

Y/N: Yeah. I guess we do.

You gently touched the pin and smiled.

Y/N: We're getting there.