It's been three months since school started. I did end up asking Natasha about that date with her and Bruce, in which she replied with 'we want to keep it a secret, tell anyone, and I'll kill you with a spoon' then walked away with a smile. I should've known though, I had asked Bruce first, in which he had said 'go ask Nat'.

Clint was currently in a relationship with a Laura. Never met her actually, she doesn't go to Shield. Whenever we ask him about her he just says 'she's a girl'. The only other human being in our group that's met her is Natasha, and I don't think I'll be asking her any secretive questions again. Tony's actually a really great guy. He always likes to get us top of the line stuff, saying that his friends shouldn't settle for anything but the best. He seems to be dropping the arrogant facade, and I think it has to do with a certain strawberry blonde named Pepper Potts.

Thor is also in a relationship, with a human actually. He may turn heads when he walks into a room, but only has eyes for Jane Foster. She's a real prodigy in the science division, and the only human to step foot on Asgard. Peggy and I have been on a few dates, but I'm not sure what to call us. There was something about the British girl who caught my heart which made me want to never let go.

I was trudging into the training rooms, when I dove to the floor trying to dodge a stray arrow. "Watch it Barton!" I shouted in surprise. "Sorry!" Clint called back, rubbing the back of his head. "Next time I won't miss," he joked, turning back to his targets. "Ha ha, very funny. Next time, I'll be sure to break your bow before an arrow can touch me," I laughed, putting my regular clothes in my pale locker. As if it were that easy.

As soon as the bingey, metal door opened, a fake spider leaped towards me. "The hell- Stark I swear!" I shouted, slamming the door shut. Tony popped up from behind me, grinning like a complete idiot. "Spooky ooky, halloweens next week!" He exclaimed, holding up a mini jack-o-lantern. I pulled my lips into a thin line, nudging him out of my way. "Yeah, next week-,"

I stopped short, doing a double take at the billionaire in front of me. I had placed my hand on his chest to push him away, but instead of meeting warm flesh, a cold metal plate seeped through his shirt. I looked up at him from the corner of my eye, stepping closer. Opening my mouth to speak, Tony clamped a hand over it. He quickly led me to a supply closet, turning on the dim light with a string.

He began to lift his shirt, so I stumbled back in surprise, hitting my head on a shelf. "Wait hold on what the hell are- oh," I stopped short as soon as my eyes landed on the strange glowing circle, embedded in his skin. "It keeps me alive," he said, tapping it with his finger. "How? Why? " I sputtered, giving the blue device a tap myself.

His eyes went heavy, lowering his shirt. "My dad sent me with a simple task, demonstrate the weapon in the middle of no where, and then come right back," he paused, looking down at the floor. "Some terrorists called the ten rings saw the weapon, and wanted me to build it. They kidnapped me and threatened to murder me if I didn't comply," he explained, finally looking up.

"Could you build it?" I asked, hoping the answer wasn't as terrible as the situation. "Could I? Of course! Would I? Hell no!" He said amazed, "the problem is, when they kidnapped me, some shrapnel got stuck in my chest. Slowly moving towards my heart. This keeps it out," he said, looking down at his chest.

"How'd you escape them?" I questioned, curious of how he managed to escape almost unscathed from such a dangerous situation. This was a confirmation that he would be a good add to the team. "My arc reactor in my chest could also power a machine. I built this-"

"-Oh!" Someone exclaimed. The closet door had opened, letting the blinding light flood in like an opened dam. Peggy Carter stood sputtering, eyes glancing between Tony and I. "Well uh- sorry for- sorry for interrupting whatever... Was going on here," she apologized, an unsure tone lacing her voice. "I uh... I just needed-" she awkwardly reached between us for a bullet proof vest sitting in a corner shelf, "-this,"

We all held our breath as we nervously bounced up and down. "Okay... Well, carry on boys with," she cleared her throat, "whatever you were doing," she exhaled, before once more turning to me. "Oh, and by the way Steve. We still on for dancing next weekend?" She asked, a hopeful glint in her hazel eyes. "Of course Peg. Wouldn't miss it for the world," I grinned, in which she beamed pearly white teeth at me.

The humiliating feeling settled in again, so she took a step back. "Well then. I guess I'll see you gentlemen later," she finished, a dumbfounded expression plastered on her face. When the door finally closed behind her, Tony and I let out a pent up breath. "Wow..." I breathed. Tony pulled a signature smirk, "so, you and Carter huh?" He asked.

I raise a questioning eyebrow, "there's a time and a place, Stark," I answered. "Right," he huffed, peering out the doorway. "Coast clear," he called, opening it fully. "See you later Rogers," he saluted, and I returned with a nod.

I finally reached the punching bags, when Thor handed me a newspaper. "Have you seen this?" I shook my head while reading the headline.

Mysterious person saves small town from terrorists: who is the iron man?