"That's a kid Fury," a red headed woman pointed out. She was tall, had a slim waist and hair that dropped to her neck. It was bob like and looked like a wig, but I could tell it was real some how.

"Natasha be nice she just lost..."

I looked at fury.

"Her cat," he finished.

He lied to them. To the avengers. We're they his team? Wasn't he their leader?! I wasn't ready to tell though, so I am glad he did that for me.

Fury looked away from the woman and then back at me. He whispered something in me ear.

"Don't tell them your secret,"

I just nodded at him in response, not hearing a man speaking.

"You can always buy a new one, cats are easy to come by," the man said. He was wearing a blue t-shirt and a pair of black jeans. He looked familiar. I gasped as I realized who he was.

"Tony Stark? Billionaire, playboy, philanthropist?" I asked.

Tony smirked at me and came over bending down to my level.

"I take it your mom talks good about me?" Tony asks.

I giggled a bit.

"She thinks your kind of an asshole," I said.

"Language," a man said. I knew that voice.

Captian America. My mother rival, sworn enemy, next to the kree, but sworn enemies. They worked it out though, due to her of course.

"Steve please, I had the name first!" My mother shouted.

I was two at the time but had a great sense of speech.

I looked back and forth at the two adults arguing over a name.

"I didn't know you had it, otherwise Howard wouldn't have gave it to me carol!" Steve yelled.

"Oh sure, Blame someone else Rogers, again!"

"It's not my fault though!"

"S-Stop it!" I screamed.

They both looked at me, their angry faces softening.

Steve bent down to my level.

"Hey mini Marvel, we were just Uh..." he trailed off. Mom finished the sentence for him.

"We were just play fighting," mom said. She smiled and punched him in the arm. Steve hissed. My mother was pretty strong.

I smiled and then both and hugged their legs, as it was all that my little body could reach. They hugged me back.

"Mini marvel, how are you?" Steve asked me, breaking me from my memory. I smiled at him then I thought for a moment. "Should I tell him the truth?, what no, fury just told you to keep it a secret Blake! But moms body...the news...no! Secrets are meant to be kept Blake!"

I gave him a hug, in fact I gave all of them a hug. I asked the red headed woman, who I know remembered as Natasha or auntie Nat as she made me call her.

"Just call me your Auntie Nat okay?" Natasha asked me when I was one. I tilted my head and tried to mutter out a few words.

"Ah nuh!" I said.

It was enough to make her laugh so I started laughing too.

I was small back then so it took a second to have my memory jogged and her calling me by my nickname surely did it for me.

* * *
She showed me to my room in the tower.

"It's your moms old room. She used to stay here before she got married," aunt Nat explained. The room really did look like moms. It was her color scheme, well her suits color scheme at least.

The bed was decorated with a nice blue bed spread. Red pillows accented the already gold ones there. The duvet topped it off with her logo on it.

Yup, this was moms room

I laid my pink suitcase down on the bed and looked around. The room was filled with my mothers memories of her time here. There were pictures of her with Steve too, the man she hated but somehow got along with. Oh god and then there was that picture. My picture when I was just born and she brought me here. I was in the middle in her lap when I apparently did something cause their faces were all scrunched up.

I smiled at first and then frowned. Aunt Nat saw my expression change and bent down to my level quickly.

"What's wrong B?" Aunt Nat asked. B was my nickname from her, since Steve already took her first choice of mini marvel.

I quickly changed my expression. "N-nothing aunt Nat, I'm fine. I just...I was just thinking about goose," I lied. I still can't believe it worked.

Aunt Nat smiled at me and hugged me gently. "Aw B we'll find goose, even if we don't we'll get you a kitten," she said. I smiled. I wanted to tell her, I wanted to tell her the truth so badly but..it never came out of my mouth.

I hugged her back and she left me to unpack my things in my moms old room, which was now mine for the time being, alone. I stared at the wall and saw a picture hanging up. It was of me, my sister and my moms. It was the same one we had in our house. I teared up instantly and hugged the photo to my chest after taking it off the wall.

"I miss you mama..."

* * *

I woke up the next morning. My clothes were somehow unpacked for me. I fell asleep just like that? The sheets were wet when I felt them with my hand. Did I cry myself to sleep? Did anyone notice? I honestly just prayed that none of them noticed. Especially Auntie Nat or steve, they were who I had to worry about.

Just then as if he knew, uncle fury walked. "You gave me a scare Blake," he said. I looked at him and then looked away. "I didn't know I could do that," I said.

Uncle fury put his arm on my shoulder. "You'll be okay, we'll find goose don't worry," he said with a smile. I looked at him again. "Uncle fury you know that's not why I was crying last night," I said. Fury sighed. He knew the reason. "There are cameras Blake, I keep them to know what's happening around here when I'm not around," he explained.

"Are there any in the bathroom?" Why was that my first question? Shouldn't it be something along the lines of: "why the fuck are you spying on people's personal lives?! What they do in their rooms is there business!" That didn't come out of my mouth, but those words did.

Fury quickly shook his head. "No, Blake I'm not that nasty. There's only one in your room where I have access to, it's only to check on you and make sure your doing okay," he said. I nodded.

"Come on, Bruce made breakfast,"

"I'm coming," I said. He smiled and left. I followed him down the hall after I got dressed.

* * *

I caught up to uncle fury and grabbed his arm. I was still shorter than him and I envy it with a burning passion. But I had one question on my mind.

"When do I start training to be an Avenger?"

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