Harmony's POV

Humming to myself I answered the door, opening it to find a slightly smiling Happy in front of me. "Good evening Ms Potter," he greeted me cordially, nodding as he stepped to the side. "May I escort you to the car?"

I gave him a grin. "Hi Happy, it's nice to see you again. Let me just grab my bag and the dessert I made for tonight and I'll be right out." Turning around I hurried to the hallway table, grabbing my keys and my phone and slipping them into my handbag which I had grabbed off the rack. I quickly ducked down the hall to the kitchen and picked up the brownies I had prepared earlier. I slipped into the heels I had placed by the door and walked through the entryway, turning to lock up the house.

"How has your week been Happy? Busy?" I enquired as I went about my task. I had only spoken to Happy once or twice over the past week but I could already tell how professional he was. I wanted to establish a friendship beyond the polite yet formal conversations we'd had thus far.

"Always busy Ms Potter. Mr Stark's life is never boring, even the everyday stuff. Can I help you with your bag or the dessert ma'am?" he asked as we began walking down the front steps of my porch.

"I'll give you the brownies Happy and then I'll take my bag while I get in the car," I said with a smile, a smile that only widened into a full-fledged grin when I saw that Happy was still holding the door open for me one handed while he had the tray in the other. "By the way happy, that smaller container on top has some brownies I put aside specifically for you, if you'd like them. I hope you don't have any allergies."

"No, not at all ma'am, thank you for the thought," Happy replied with a smile, giving the containers a cursory once over.

I smiled as I ducked my head down as I got into the car and waited for Happy to climb into the driver's seat. "You know Happy you really could teach the youth of today something about manners."

"Thank you ma'am," he said with a nod and a smile. "I have noticed that manners in polite conversation seem to be lacking these days. But I know who I work for and I only want to do my best to make a good image for Mr Stark."

"I'm glad one of you thinks that way," I said with a chuckle. "The world seems to think Tony acts the complete opposite from that school of thought."

"The rest of the world doesn't see him though," Happy said. "They don't realise that Mr Stark isn't as superficial or underhanded as they seem to think."

"They'll get there one day," I replied. "Or there's the alternative – Tony will just get tired of saving their butts all the live long day. Whichever comes first I suppose."

"That's exactly right ma'am," Happy said as I looked to the side and saw him hide a covert smirk quickly. The rest of the drive was spent talking of inconsequential things, such as how Happy ended up working for Tony and what his duties involved. Eventually we pulled up to Stark tower (which Happy informed me was in the process of being changed to Avengers tower) and I paused mid-speech, momentarily stunned.

"Ma'am, you okay?" Happy asked me curiously, noting my pause as well.

"I'm fine Happy. Just a little nervous is all. Not every day you meet a bunch of superheroes that are the workmates of your potential boyfriend, who is also a super hero himself." That was uncommon even for me.

Happy just smiled. "You'll do fine, trust me. The group can seem intimidating but I can already tell that you can handle your own."

"Thanks for the vote of confidence Happy and the lift too. I hope you like your brownies," I said, sending him a quick grin as I hopped out of the car. He gave me his own goodbye before I shut the door and approached the elevator Happy had dropped me in front of. I pressed the button and when the doors opened, stepped inside to be immediately greeted by a friendly British tone.

"Miss Potter, a pleasure to make your acquaintance once more," Jarvis greeted me smoothly.

"Likewise Jarvis," I said with a smile. "Since you were so wonderfully helpful last time, might you be able to tell me where everyone is and where I could go?"

"Certainly," he replied. "Ms Romanoff is in the kitchen with Mr Rogers preparing dinner, Mr Odinson is currently being made to set the table with utensils by Mr Parker and Ms Potts is on the balcony, making a phone call."

"What of Tony and Bruce?" I queried.

"Ah, the Science Bros are creating genius in their shared lab," Jarvis stated (in a rather affronted manner I thought).

"Is everything okay there Jarvis? That was slightly more colloquial then I've heard you use," I said.

"Mr Stark reprogrammed certain parts of my system. I am still working on changing them back but it is proving difficult. He was clever this time."

I laughed outright at that, humoured by the fact that Tony was having a prank war with his AI. "Off to the Science Bros then Jarvis. I'll meet with Tony before going up to the others."

In no time at all I was in front of clear glass walls, watching as Tony and Bruce moved around each other in perfect synchronicity. As I walked towards the door I was almost stunned still the more I saw them move around each other. For two such bright, intense individuals to move so fluidly together after not knowing each other for long was incredible.

"Well, well, well, not even dating a whole week and I'm already feeling jealous," I said with a fake pout, which I dropped quickly for a grin when the two looked up at me. Tony instantly put down what he was doing and walked over to me. I only had two seconds to put down the tray of brownies before Tony was pulling me to him and kissing me quite thoroughly. I got lost in the feeling of being in his arms for a few moments, only to focus again when I heard a throat being cleared.

I pulled away from Tony slightly, not kissing him anymore but not moving to detangle out upper limbs either. "The children are watching," I whispered, eyeing Tony's bots which had also stopped to watch us. "And I think we've scarred Bruce for life."

Tony chuckled slightly, pecking my lips before giving me a hug. "Who cares about them?" he said, his voice muffled against my neck. "Buzz kills."

I just laughed, pulling back to give him a 'look' before stepping back fully and walking over to Bruce. "Good evening Dr Banner, it's wonderful to meet you after Tony's told me so much about you."

Bruce actually blushed a little. "Not a problem, and please call me Bruce."

"Well then Bruce, my name is Harmony," I said with a smile, taking hold of his offered hand. "What are you two working on down here?"

They shared a look where I saw Tony nod out of the corner of my eye before Bruce explained it to me. "We're working on different ideas for how to engage the Hulk in a safer way."

"Yeah, Hulk Smash is great for super intense, alien battles but sometimes we just need him to finesse things a little more," Tony added on, pulling me over to their main workbench so I could have a look. I ran my eyes over several details, including the compounds they were using. I recognised one right away.

"How did you guys get your hands on this?" I said, pointing to an item on the list of ingredients in their formula that read 'burning bush'.

"We got it from Charles Xavier, the head of a school of mutants," Tony told me. "Apparently they have a kid with healing powers who has been experimenting with natural components to see if he can enhance their healing abilities."

"Well it's not going to help," I told them. "If anything it's probably going to do more harm than good."

"How would you know that?" Bruce asked curiously, hesitant but not unwilling to accept my help it seemed.

"Well back home we had this salve called 'Essence of Dittany'. It was made purely from the extract of the dittany plant, otherwise known as burning bush. It heals flesh wounds, you see, by-" I cut off abruptly, looking at Tony.

"Does everyone in the tower know I'm a witch?" At his nod I continued. "Well, as I was saying, this salve healed flesh wounds near instantly. Depending on the severity of the wound, if you had enough dittany to apply to the whole area you could heal anything from a paper cut to a stab wound. But dittany was fore the external healing. If you're messing with dittany that is mutant super-charged I don't know what effect it will have on the Hulk, who has to have different anatomical structures to regular humans no?"

Bruce and Tony were both nodding along. "You're right Harmony; he does have different systems that work in slightly different ways," Bruce said. "Are you a scientist at all?"

I gave a shrug. "Not by trade but I have a healthy knowledge of plants and chemicals, as well as the ability to pick up things quickly."

"Are you suggesting our duo become a trio? Bruce, I never knew you wanted to bring in a third," Tony said, making me laugh as he winked at me. "She's hot so I'm down."

Bruce just rolled his eyes good naturedly. "Yes, Tony, in this case I think we could use another set of eyes. Harmony, if you have any magical suggestions I'd be eager to hear them."

I pursed my lips as I thought, wondering if my idea would work. I thought it couldn't hurt to try. "I actually might. You see, where I'm from we have this potion designed to help werewolves keep their human minds while transformed. My hope is that this potion would be able to help you."

"How would it work?" Bruce asked, frowning. "What would the materials cost?"

"It really wouldn't be too strenuous on you guys at all," I said. "The ingredients are magical ones that I'd get because I'd have to brew it for you. But as soon as I was done I could put a spell on it so it wouldn't deteriorate and you could keep it indefinitely. We'd have to alter the chemical composition slightly as a batch of wolfs bane is designed to be drunk every single day in the week before transformation."

"It's nothing we can't test out Bruce, if you want to," Tony said, shrugging his shoulders. "Even if Harmony makes us a tester and we fiddle with its make-up after we know it works. How long would it take you to make a batch babe?"

I considered this. "I'm not sure; I haven't made one in a while. It's quite difficult you see because the main ingredient is aconite which is a plant that can be quite poisonous. I'd need to make a workspace for myself and have it set up in a quiet place to work for at least a few weeks."

"Well don't worry about space, we can give you a lab here to work in," Tony insisted. "That way if you need help you've got us on hand."

"I'd be happy to help you with anything you need," Bruce agreed.

"But I don't want to come in to your space and start demanding things," I said, my brows furrowed as I thought over the offer. It would be easier to get Tony to set it up (money did talk after all) and I'd undoubtedly get to see him more.

"You didn't demand, I offered," Tony said. "Besides, I've got six different labs up here. Between Bruce, Jane and myself I've still got two spare. One is yours, no questions asked. Just give Jarvis a list of the things you'll need us to get and we'll be happy to hook you up."

"You probably won't need to get me a lot," I said thoughtfully. "There's a whole bunch of stuff that I'll need to get from China town but you're welcome to come with me if you'd like."

"Of course," Tony said with a smile as he pecked my lips lightly.

"Why China town?" Bruce asked.

"Oh, you guys wouldn't know," I said, almost as an aside to myself. "China town holds the entrance to New York's magical shopping district. If you ever want to Bruce, I'll bring you along with me as well and we can see if there's anything interesting you want to pick up."

"That'd be so great, thank you," Bruce said effusively. "I'll let you know when I'm free and we can sort something out."

"Sounds like a plan," I said with a grin, before I was interrupted by Jarvis.

"Science Bros and Miss Potter, Captain Rogers has asked me to inform you that dinner is ready."

"Well, milady, shall I escort you to the grand dining room?" Tony offered, his arm crooked for me to place my hand in.

"Certainly good sir," I replied, doing just that. "Let us adjourn for the evening meal." We were off walking after that, Bruce following behind us as he chuckled lightly. We kept up polite conversation until we got upstairs to the communal dining room, where a small group of people were mingling around the table.

"That smells delicious," I exclaimed softly, scents of cooked food filling my nose.

"Thank you ma'am, can I get you a drink?" Captain Steve Rogers replies as he steps forward, the rest of the group looking at me with curiosity in their eyes.

"A white wine would be lovely," I said with a smile. "It's a pleasure to meet all of you, my name is Harmony."

That seemed to break everyone out of their stupor as they all moved forward to greet me. "Its nice to see you again and have a name for the face," the Black Widow greeted me, holding her hand out for a polite shake.

I get a quick wave from a young teenage boy who sends me a wide grin. "Hi, I'm Peter."

"Are you on the team as well?" I asked, not remembering seeing him at the battle.

"Let's just call him an Avenger in training," Tony said a slight tone of exasperation in his voice. "This is the greatest business woman on the planet, Pepper Potts."

I gave Pepper a small hug as we grinned at each other. "I don't envy you trying to keep up and rein in this one," I told Pepper with a chuckle.

"Genius he is, but dedicated CEO he is not," Pepper agreed with a laugh.

"Point Break, come meet the nice lady," Tony said, waving someone who I thought to be Thor over.

"My Lady, it is a true honour to meet such a wand wielder as yourself," Thor said as he kissed my hand and bowed deeply.

"Your Highness, it is a true pleasure to meet you finally," I greeted, curtsying. Everyone looked surprised but I didn't pay them any mind. "In all my dealings in Hel I have yet to meet a Prince of Asgard."

"We shall have to remedy that when next you come to visit. My mother in particular is quite a fan of yours and would not hear of you not supping with us at the palace," Thor said congenially, smiling widely at me.

"That's quite flattering; I'll make a note to travel to the palace to dine with her after my business is complete," I said, nodding gratefully at him.

"I'm dating a galaxy travelling witch, that is so cool," Tony said, grinning widely down at me. Thankfully this seemed to break everyone out of their stupor and we all moved closer to the table.

"Where should I put these, love?" I asked Tony, gesturing to the brownie pan in my hands.

"Just in the kitchen babe, through that opening behind you," He pointed and I nodded, pecking him swiftly on the lips before walking over. I encountered Steve pouring my wine. "Captain, where should I put the brownies?"

He gestured for me to hand him the tray. "Here, I've got it. Your wine is just on the bench for you."

I nodded and picked up the glass, taking a small sip. "So how long have you known Tony?"

"Not long at all," he admits, walking back to me and picking up his own glass. "We sort of got thrown together when all this invasion business happened. I knew his father though."

"I'd heard about that. The two of you fought closely together during the war, didn't you?"

"Yes we did. Howard Stark was a terrific man and an even better engineer," Steve said, his visage beginning to freeze up.

I took another sip of wine before lowering my glass. "That may be Captain but as someone who can speak from experience, perhaps it would be best not to let your experiences of Howard colour Tony's own experiences with his father, nor your perception of Tony himself."

"Look I'm not sure what Tony has told you-" Steve began, before I cut him off.

"Tony has told me nothing. However the expression on his face whenever you or his father is mentioned says enough," I said softly, careful not to put any inflection into my voice. "I do not wish to argue with you Captain. In fact, I have more sympathy than anyone for you being dragged into a war and turned into a figurehead. I've experienced that myself."

Steve gave me a wide-eyed glance but I continued anyway. "All I'm saying is that Tony is not who he is portrayed to be. I'm asking that you get to know him. And I'm also asking that you try and understand that though he might've been a terrific friend and worker, that doesn't necessarily mean he was the same at home."

Steve opened his mouth but then closed it, thinking for a moment. "I'll take your advice on board ma'am."

I smiled at him, glad to have gotten through one obstacle tonight. Through our constant communications Tony had unwillingly shared the intricacies of some of his relationships, including his new working one with the Captain that was actually highly personal. "That's all I ask Captain Rogers."

"Please, call me Steve," he said, giving me a more genuine smile. "Shall we re-join the others?"

"Sounds like a plan," I said as we walked back into the large dining-living area. "Are we expecting anyone else?"

"Colonel Rhodes should be coming by soon and Clint may or may not return from a mission he was on tonight," Steve reported back as we took our places at the table. Everyone around us was chatting as they sat with their drinks but all looked at the Captain as he sat.

"We'll give it another twenty minutes to see if the guys show up and then I'll serve up," he said.

"You're such a mother hen Steve," I said with a chuckle as I looked at him across the table. "It's quite adorable to watch."

"That's why he's the one in charge," Tony said with a grin as he settled next to me, immediately putting his hand on my thigh. I placed my hand on top of it as I gave it a squeeze, smiling at my beau. I turned then to my other neighbour.

"So Peter, tell me about you," I said to the young man, who immediately blushed at having my attention on him. "How did you become involved with this lot?"

He flushed a deeper shade of red and half stuttered out an answer. "I-I, uh, well you see, Mr Stark found one of my projects, well, the schematics for one of my projects that my school had posted online after I won a science fair. After that he took me on as an intern at his company."

"And is there anything supernatural about you?" I asked, still curious why the boy was around a bunch of superheroes.

Peter scratched his head, making eye contact with Tony over my shoulder. I turned back to see Tony nod. "It's cool kid, she's just like us, she can know."

I turned back to Peter who gave me a shy smile. "Well basically I got bitten by a spider that turned out to be radioactive. Long story short I've become enhanced in ways that mimic a spider's anatomy."

My eyes lit up. "That's incredible! Have you researched all the areas of your powers?"

What followed was an incredibly detailed discussion about spiders, insects, powers and magic. By the end of it we had lost the attention of everyone but Tony and we had planned to spend some time in the lab together, me showing Peter some magical potions that might enhance his web fluid. Just as we were finishing up our discussion, two men walked into the dining room and the group stopped to greet them.

"Rhodey! Legolas! Perfect timing; my stomach was about ready to eat itself before you got here," Tony said dramatically. "Oh, by the way, this is my magical girlfriend Harmony. She's a witch and a bombshell to boot."

I blushed down to my roots. "Pleasure to meet you both," I said, waving cheerfully. "Girlfriend?" I asked quietly as an aside to Tony.

"I know, it sounds great doesn't it?" he asked with a smile, before he looked more seriously at me. "Is that cool with you?"

"Absolutely," I said with a grin, kissing Tony before I stood up. "Steve, shall I help you serve?" He nodded gratefully and walked around the table towards the kitchen, slapping both men on the shoulders in greeting.

I walked up to both and shook their hands. "James, I've been waiting to meet you after hearing everything Tony has told me."

"Likewise," he said, grinning down at me. "It's not every day I meet a serious girlfriend of Tony's."

I nodded, moving on to Clint. "And Clint, I've actually been excited to meet you. Tony says you've a history of pranking people? I look forward to the battles we'll have."

Clint smirked, taking my offered hand. "It's nice to meet you too. Hopefully you're better than the last mind-controlling psycho magic user we encountered."

"Mind control?" I asked, stopping momentarily. "I'd never even think about it! You've nothing to fear from me; witches and wizards know that it is morally and ethically wrong, not to mention legally. I'm so sorry you had that done to you."

He just shrugged, trying to play it off though I could tell he had relaxed a fraction. I nodded then and moved off to gather the food. "Are you serving in here? Or will we bring plates out to the table?" I asked Steve.

"Well I was going to bring the platters of food out and then everyone could serve themselves. But I might need a few more sets of hands."

"That's quite a lot of food," I said, eyeing the aforementioned platters.

"Between myself, Thor and even Peter we go through a fair amount. Not to mention what everyone else consumes," he said.

"Well then fear not good Captain, for I am at your disposal," I said, pulling my wand from its holster wordlessly and waving it in a grand gesture, a fact which Steve immediately noted.

"Okay, yes, perhaps I didn't need to be that dramatic," I ceded, making Steve laugh as the platters lifted into the air and fell into a line, one behind the other. "Shall we?"

With Steve chuckling and leading the way, the procession of food made its way to the dining area under my control. Everyone greeted the sight of food with cheers, exclaiming over the levitating plates before digging in. "Wow, you guys really love your food," I said with a grin. "Remind me to make plenty when I cook plenty for the next team dinner."

"Team dinner?" almost everyone asked, each with varying degrees of surprise.

I smirked, eyeing Tony who only rolled his eyes at me. "Yeah, of course. I mean you guys are going to be expected to do some pretty intense things. Hell, you've already done intense things. Those kinds of partnerships require a lot of patience and understanding, something the lot of you are probably short on."

Everyone stared in wonder at me, blinking as they processed my words. "Damn Tony, girl's got brains, I'll give you that," James (or Rhodey, as he had instructed I call him) said, lifting his glass to me before taking a drink.

"He's right, you might be a genius," Tony said, leaning in to place a kiss on my neck. "Does it feel weird knowing that everyone is watching me fall for you?"

I just laughed. "Must you be so cheesy?" I asked incredulously. "Honestly, you're mad."

"That's good then, we can be mad together," he said, laying another kiss on my neck and grinning when I gripped his hand as he went to pull away.

A short time later we were all sitting in the living area, drinks refilled (soda for Peter) and brownies distributed. I was curled into Tony on one of the sofas and Peter was laying down on the couch next to me, his head in my lap and my fingers gently running through his hair. "You guys look like a weird super family," Natasha commented, getting a laugh from the group. "Papa Super, Mama Super and Baby Super."

Everyone laughed again. "I suppose that'd make more sense than some stuff on this team," Clint said, twirling around what looked like a drumstick. "I mean, the kid is a science geek, the Mom is a science geek and the Dad is a science geek. But what I still don't get is that hammer." Here he gestured to Thor's hammer, which had been sitting on the coffee table for the duration of the evening.

"I mean, it's got to be a trick right?" he asked Thor directly this time.

"No, no, it's much more than that, I can assure you," Thor responded, handing a shot of something to Steve.

"Ah, I get it, I do. Whosoever be he worthy shall haveth the power! Still a trick," Clint retorted.

Thor smirked now, gesturing to the hammer in question. "By all means, please, be my guest."

Everyone was silent for a moment as we all looked to Clint. "What, really, I can lift it?" the archer in question asked.

"You can try," Thor said, quite arrogantly I thought.

"Oh this is gonna be beautiful," Rhodey said, grinning.

"Clint, you've had a long week, we won't hold it against you if you can't get it up," Tony commented from next to me.

Clint stood next to the hammer and gave an almighty tug, groaning and clenching his jaw muscles. "And, I got…nothing, I got nothing," he said, chuckling to himself.

"Smell the silent judgement?" Tony asked him.

"Please, Stark, by all means," Clint said, gesturing at the hammer before sitting down again.

Tony scoffed, before disentangling himself from me and getting up, moving toward the hammer. "Love, do you really want to embarrass yourself like this?" I asked, making the group laugh. Tony just stuck his tongue out at me and addressed Thor.

"Well, I'm not one to shrink away from a challenge," Tony said. "Now, when I lift this, do I get to rule Asgard?"

"Yes, of course," Thor said seriously, though I rolled my eyes knowing that wasn't how it worked.

"It's just physics, that's all," Tony said, shrugging his shoulders and rolling his neck.

"I don't think that's physics Dad," Peter mumbled from his place next to me.

"Super Son, shush now, Super Dad is lifting Thor's almighty hammer," Tony reproached.

"Super Dad isn't doing anything from the looks of it," I said, one eyebrow raised as the group guffawed at Tony's blunder.

"Super Mom could be just a little more supportive," Tony said, to the group's amusement. "Just hold on one second."

Before long Tony was back with his iron man arm piece, trying to use that to lift the hammer. Then he roped Rhodey into helping too, which amused the rest of us. "Are you even pulling?" Rhodey asked Tony, grimacing with the effort he was exerting.

"Are you on my team?" Tony asked him.

"Just represent; pull," Rhodey instructed, focusing again on the hammer.

Bruce was up next, pulling hard on the hammer before releasing it with an almighty roar, fooling nobody. "I have a feeling that's much more effective when you're the Hulk," I said.

Steve was up next; walking over nonchalantly even though I could see a smirk playing around his lips. "No pressure Cap," Tony said, sipping his beer.

"You've got this Steve," I cheered on, laughing at Tony's faux hurt expression.

"Traitor," he commented, pouting until I kissed it away.

But Steve couldn't pick it up either. Everyone got excited when we saw the hammer move (Thor even looked worried, something he quickly tried to cover up) but nothing happened and the hammer stayed where it was.

"Well, Widow, you up for it?" Tony asked Natasha. Widow must have been part of her code name.

"Oh, no, that's not a question you need answered," she said, smirking at me while I laughed, rolling my eyes at the boys.

"It's gotta be rigged," Tony said, staring at the hammer. "Whosoever carries Thor's fingerprint or whatever."

"Now that's a very, very interesting theory," Thor said, stroking his beard. He got up then, walking over to the hammer. "Of course, I've got a simpler one – you're all not worthy."

That answer was met with boos and jeers, everyone rolling their eyes at the God of Thunder. I laughed, pushing away from Tony and standing up myself. The group instantly zoned in on me, oo-ing and ah-ing through their laughter. I looked behind me at Peter, who was now upright.

"What do you say Pete? Want to give it a go?" I asked.

Peter just snickered. "No thanks, I already know that it's not going to happen, I don't need everyone to see that."

I shrugged. "Suit yourself bud. But personally, I think I've got this in the bag."

"Twenty bucks it drags her to the ground," Clint said, laughing to let me know he was jesting.

"Fifty," Tony says, leaning forward with a grin on his face. "Fifty says she twirls it around her like a badass ninja." The rest made their bets with Steve, Rhodey and Bruce taking my side as well. I walked over to Thor, holding out my hand expectantly.

"Are you quite certain my lady? This will, as Hawkeye said, drag you down as it looks for a surface."

I just raised an eyebrow at him. "That's only if I can't hold it." That sass was met with more comments from the peanut gallery but I just laughed, indicating Thor hand it over. He shrugged, handing me the hammer. As soon as he let go, I lunged forward, the hammer looking to drag me down towards the ground. Everyone gasped and Tony stood up before I managed to settle them by standing upright again.

"Jeez, you guys are so easy," I said, laughing as I passed the hammer from one hand to the other. "That's all you got Mjolnir?"

"Holy cow, I don't know if I'm more surprised and turned on by you holding the hammer or you talking to the hammer," Tony said, as wide-eyed as the rest of the group.

I shrugged. "Mjolnir is a sentient being, imbued with plenty of magic. It's tricky to explain but it really does decide if you're worthy. According to its own terms in an inter-galactic setting, of course."

"Damn Tones, you really know how to pick 'em," Rhodey said, laughing as he took a drink. This broke the tension slightly, though some people were still surprised.

"Well at least you know I can't be evil now Clint," I said, grinning at the archer as he rolled his eyes at me, before I tossed the hammer back to Thor.

"I don't know why I'm surprised, I sensed your goodness the moment you entered the tower," Thor said with a smile, though I still think he was slightly miffed that someone had managed to lift the hammer.

Natasha obviously thought so too. "Damn, looks like someone is mad," she said, making everyone laughed. She turned to Tony and I, suddenly looking serious. "But seriously, where do I get one of you?"

This made everyone giggle as Tony clutched me even closer. "Sorry, limited edition here, for my eyes only."

"Damn right baby," I said, kissing his neck this time as his team continued talking around them. "Wouldn't have it any other way."