You had all of three seconds to hide your surprise. You didn't dare look as shocked as you felt. You felt your heart speed and took a calming breath. It would be ok. This was a perfect opportunity and it was amazing. You just had to nail the interview.

Happy opened the limo's door and reached to offer you a hand. It was a perfectly polite gesture and one that was clearly well-practiced. He was clearly used to helping ladies. Or Omegas. You placed your hand carefully in his and rose as gracefully as you could from the limo. You weren't sure you were graceful enough. You never seemed to be anything close to graceful. Not model graceful anyway.

All of the Omegas had an air of innocence about them. Most of the time, anyway, and you were no exception. It made sex appeal difficult to use in the ways the Alphas and Betas could use it, in the ways models and celebrities did. Most of the Alphas saw you as someone to protect. Not a child, never a child, but with a wholesomeness and naivety about you.

Except when you went into heat of course. But that wasn't a topic for the moment. You were on heat suppressants. They were supposed to lessen the frequency and severity of your heats. They weren't 100% effective, but you'd been told they were better than nothing. Pretty much every unclaimed Omega was on them. No one wanted more unexpected heats than absolutely necessary.

You focused on the here and now. You were here for an interview. You had to prove to the team that you weren't like the 'normal' Omegas. You could help them. You had healing gifts, a medical background. You understood why a team of superheroes would be interested in you. Especially since most of them were Alphas. They needed an Omega to live with them and balance their tempers out.

You got to your feet and smoothed out your suit jacket as you climbed out of the limo. "This way, Omega," Happy told you kindly. You nodded and gave him a warm smile. He was only being polite, addressing you by your title instead of your name. He couldn't help smiling in return. There were very, very few who were immune to an Omega's charms. Happy clearly wasn't one of them, which was a good sign.

Usually only the most depraved or evil were immune to an Omega's charms. Even Betas, other Omegas, and puppies weren't immune.

Happy placed a hand on the small of your back to lead you into the tower. There was press around, taking pictures as he escorted you inside. He wasn't being rude by placing his hand on your back. It was a protective stance, as one would expect of a Beta security guard escorting an Omega.

Your entire caste was uncommon and to be protected.

He was announcing without a single word that, at least for the time being, you were under the protection of him and the Avengers. He nodded to a guard at a security booth outside the tower and led you onto the fenced grounds. You glimpsed a Bifrost mark on the grass that seemed permanently burned into the spot from Thor traveling back and forth between Earth and Asgard so often.

You couldn't honestly say that you hadn't done as much research on the team as you could get your hands on. They were amazing with their abilities, the things they had accomplished, all the hardships in their lives that they'd overcome.

Needless to say, you knew quite a bit about the people you were coming to meet.

Happy led you in through the front doors. "This is the lobby. It's kind of a museum of the Avengers' exploits," he explained as he led you inside. "It's open to the public up to the security desk," there were glass cases with memorabilia all over the open main floor including weapons and a full ironman suit. You saw the security desk by the elevators and Happy led you that way. "Only those with clearance can make it to the higher floors. The security guards and Jarvis, the computer who runs the tower, make sure that no one who isn't authorized gets to anywhere they aren't supposed to be,"

You nodded along, glad for the security measures for when you were going to be living here. Not if, when. You'd only been in the tower for a couple of minutes and it already felt like home. You hadn't even made it past the private areas yet, and you already felt it. "It's impressive," you finally said, not having anything more eloquent to say, and cursing yourself for that fact.

Happy flashed his badge to the security person. "Omega Y/N for her interview," he added on your behalf. The guard looked the pair of you over and let you pass without complaint. Happy led you into the elevator and pressed one of the buttons. You watched out the glass windows as the elevator rose quickly, rocketing smoothly up the tower. "We're heading to the common floor, it's a bit more personal than the floor where the business meetings are typically held. It's also more private." You understood that the Alphas would want to meet you in a more private setting, to get to know you away from interfering scents from the public.

You'd all be more comfortable in the private setting.

"You'll be meeting Captain Rogers first," Happy added.

You nodded your agreement. "Thank you, Beta," you said politely. He gave you a warm approving smile. You passed the security guard's assessment at least. You hadn't frozen up and broken down like most Omegas would have at the surprise, the press, the amazing prospect of meeting the Avengers.

There was hope for you yet.

You realized Happy's hand was no longer on you as the elevator doors opened. You had to pass the next test on your own merits. And the Alphas would get uncomfortable if they saw the Beta touching you, even so innocently and expectedly. It was safer to stay on the Alphas' good sides.

The doors opened to a giant living room with a huge TV, a bunch of comfortable furniture, video game systems, giant windows, and coffee and end tables. It had that too-clean look of someone who had cleaned for company. You expect that it didn't look this spotless most of the time. You could see a dining room with a large table and chairs past the living room and a kitchen.

You took a deep breath when you entered, evaluating your surroundings. It felt like home. It smelled like home, like pack, like belonging. You caught the different scents of the residents, both physical and psychic and got the taste and feel of them as you took in the feel of the place where you would be living and working.

A figure stepped out of the kitchen, bringing two glasses of ice water with him. He was extremely familiar from all of the media about him and you had no issues recognizing him. Captain Steve Rogers. He set the water glasses on one of the coffee tables before he made his way over to you. You noted instantly that he was an Alpha. Even if you hadn't already known it, you could tell from his scent, from the way he held himself. His very presence exuded competence and authority.

He was being cautious and gentle toward you, though, as was expected when meeting an unfamiliar Omega. You gave him a warm, reassuring smile as he approached.

"Captain, this is Omega Y/N, here for her interview," Happy explained from behind you, watching as Captain Rogers evaluated you from your scent and demeanor.

Captain Rogers nodded and you felt Happy relax. You'd passed the first hurdle with Captain Rogers. Your presence hadn't upset him enough to attack. It was a very rare occurrence, but it did sometimes happen that an Omega was so incompatible with someone that their very presence provoked an attack. Happy didn't have to try to protect you from this Alpha. "Thanks, Happy. I'll let you know when the interview is over," with that dismissal, Happy left you in safe, capable hands.

Captain Rogers turned his attention to you properly once Happy was gone. Something about him seemed to change, to relax in your presence. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Omega," he greeted you politely.

"It's an honor to meet you, Captain Rogers," you replied, just as politely and held your hand out to him to shake. He took your small hand in his huge warm one and shook it. His smile grew. He clearly liked what he felt about your presence.

"I thought it best that we have a conversation before I introduce you to the rest of the team," he explained when he let go of your hand again. You could feel the reluctance to let go of you. That was normal too. Alphas liked doting on Omegas and there weren't many in the tower. So Captain Rogers probably wasn't getting to indulge in those instincts properly.

You nodded again. "I appreciate the consideration," you replied, knowing this was another test. If you couldn't handle arguably the most palatable of the Alphas on the team, there was no way you'd be able to fit in here.

Little did Captain Rogers know, you were perfectly comfortable. This tower, strange and amazing as it was, felt like home. You belonged here. You just needed to prove that to him and the others on the team.