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The Tower - Chapter 7

The Tower: An Avengers Fanfic

Chapter 7

Chapter: one / two / three / four / five / six / seven / eight / nine / ten / eleven / twelve / thirteen / fourteen / fifteen / sixteen / seventeen / eighteen / nineteen / twenty / twenty-one / twenty-two / twenty-three / twenty-four / twenty-five / twenty-six / twenty-seven / twenty-eight

Word Count: 1975

Warnings: Sex mentions (super pg.) Fluff, comedy stuff

Synopsis: After spending the night with Tony, Elly meets Sam and Wanda. Elly learns more about the dynamic of the Tower.

Author’s Note: Co-written with @emilyevanston

Chapter 7 - A Bird and a Witch

I woke tangled with Tony. His face was pressed into my neck and breathing that steady rhythmic way you do when you're deep in sleep. I wanted to let him sleep. I really did, but I had to get up. I attempted so carefully to untangle myself without disturbing him.

His arms closed around me and he pulled me in more tightly to him. “What time is it?” He mumbled against my skin.

“It’s eight A.M. sir,” FRIDAY replied.

“God, it’s been forever since I slept for so long.” Tony sighed, stretching out. “I really needed to get laid. I'm definitely keeping you around.”

I laughed and scratched my fingers over his stomach. “Happy to be of service.”

Tony rolled onto his side and traced circles onto my hips. “Eight is very late here, but if we take our time having a shower. We could go up to the common room and you might catch some of them having their after workout breakfast. Plus it's Saturday so apart from Red, who's still on mission, everyone has the day off.”

“Is this your way of telling me I've been approved?” I asked, quirking an eyebrow at him.

“You have the Stark seal of quality.” He quipped, before falling serious. “But seriously, Elly. I do like you, and I know that you spent more time with Legolas as Ginger Snaps before you met me. But it's a group. I don't want to get completely attached and then find out that the wonder twins aren't interested. Get to know everyone. Don't play favorites. I wasn't sure I was ready for something new, but with you?” He shrugged.

It wasn't really until that moment that I realized how much this not working out would hurt. How I didn't want to lose Natasha or Clint, and maybe even Tony despite only knowing him a couple of days. But how fucked up it was that I had to form these bonds with five more people that I was yet to meet. I somehow needed to both keep my heart open and protect it and I didn't know how to do that.

I clenched my jaw because I suddenly felt the overwhelming urge to cry.

“Are you okay?” Tony asked.

“Mm hmm.” I hummed trying to make it sound cheery.

He wrapped me in his arms and pressed his lips to the crown of my head. “Just be you, kiddo. Everyone in this tower is a little sarcastic and a little broken. But they're all good. You're just making some new friends. And really it's me who is the unbearable one.”

“Okay.” I croaked.

Tony chuckled. “Shall we have that shower?”

We did. His shower was amazing. One of those ones that can fit multiple people and there are all different kinds of heads. We stayed in it until I was completely pruned. And I swear at least half of that time didn't involve any sex at all.

There was a brown gift bag full of clothes on the coffee table in the living room. So it was that Tony and I headed up two flights of stairs hand on hand. Him in jeans and a Bruce Lee t-shirt. Me in possibly the most embarrassing outfit I could possibly meet any Avenger wearing. My t-shirt was a navy, baby doll cut with a print of the Mark VI Iron Man suit flying past the words Iron Man. I had a pair of red hot pants with gold bands on the hem and waistband. My socks were red with blue arc reactors on the side and my shoes were navy blue converse with large A’s on the side.

Tony had tried so hard not to laugh when I put them on. Just repeating; ‘You look good. No one will notice.’ Over and over.

We stepped through the door to find Wanda Maximoff sitting on a couch, her legs curled under her, Sam Wilson in the kitchen making pancakes, bacon and eggs, and Clint putting some plates onto the table.

I ran to Clint, launching myself into his arms. He caught me and kissed me. “Hey, Princess. You and Tony have a good night?”

“A very good night,” I said, the emphasis on very and looking over to Tony who was already halfway to the kitchen to get himself a coffee.

“Sam, Wanda, this is Elly,” Clint said, turning to the others. “El, the pretty little witch on the couch is Wanda and the bird of prey in the kitchen is Sam.”

“Handsome bird of prey.” Sam corrected.

“No, I'm the handsome bird of prey. You're the other bird of prey.” Clint argued.

“Okay, birds. Let's not argue in front of the guests shall we?” Tony interrupted. He had a mug full of coffee and went and sat down on the couch next to Wanda. She moved towards him almost instinctively and he put his arm out on the couch behind her so she could nestle into him.

That was my first little view of what exactly these guys had with each other. Wanda and Tony didn't have a sexual relationship and they never would, but they were still important to each other. They were who each other turned to for comfort or reassurance. They loved and protected each other. They were family in the way even many families weren't.

“I have a question for you, Elly,” Sam said as he flipped a couple of pancakes on the griddle. “What the hell are you wearing?”

“What this?” I asked, looking down at myself. “Have you ever heard of those guys the Avengers? I love them so much. Apparently, Iron Man is my most favorite, because he features on this t-shirt that I have owned for a long time and wasn't just given to me because someone tore my dress last night.”

Wanda, Clint, and Sam all stifled a laugh while Tony snorted and took a long drink of his coffee.

“You mean the Earth’s lousiest heroes? Yeah, they aren't all that.” Sam said.

“Oh I don't know, I think that spider lady is pretty cool.” Clint mused.

“I like the big green one,” Wanda added.

“I suppose the spangly shield guy is okay,” Sam admitted.

I laughed. “You're all idiots. Iron Man must be the best or else why would I own this shirt?” I protested. “You agree with me right Tony?”

Tony looked up at me from his coffee. “What did you say he was called? Tin Can Man? He's not so great. I hear the guy who operates him is both disarmingly good looking and incredibly smart though.”

I shook my head. “What about Arrow Guy, Bird Man, the Metal Arm Dude and that chick with the fireworks? They seem pretty great.”

“Arrow guy is very overrated.” Wanda teased.

“That birdman doesn't even have any superpowers, what good is he?” Clint said.

“The fireworks chick is a little showy if you ask me. I mean what's with the…?” Tony said waving his arms around.

“Pretty sure that metal arm guy is a villain.” Sam finished.

I put my hands on my cheeks in mock shock. “How dare you? I am so glad none of them are here or they’d seriously kick your asses!”

Clint burst into laughter. “I'd like to see those losers try.”

Sam flipped the last of the pancakes onto a serving platter and brought everything over to the table. “Grubs up!” He said, setting it down and grabbing a plate.

“Just help yourself, El. It's a free for all here.” Clint explained.

I grabbed a plate and loaded it with pancakes, bacon, and eggs and went and sat down beside Tony. Clint perched up on the arm of the chair beside me and Sam went and sat in one of the recliners, putting his feet up.

“You two aren’t eating?” I asked Tony and Wanda.

Tony just grunted at me and held up his cup.

“I find eating warm food turns my stomach. Leftover issue from my time being experimented on.” Wanda answered.

I nodded in understanding. Assuming that being a lab experiment by HYDRA, even if you did sign up for it, would be far from pleasant. “What about the others? They not coming to breakfast?” I asked.

“Vision is probably floating around somewhere. He doesn't need to eat and sometimes he's super social and other times he just isn't. The old married couple will be eating in their apartment. They tend to like to have at least one meal a day that's just the two of them. Bruce is meditating. Rhodey, James Rhodes, he splits his time between here and the Air Force. Right now he’s with the Air Force.” Sam explained.

“And Vision and James aren’t part of…” I trailed off.

“The sexvengers. Come on. I worked hard on that name.” Clint said, elbowing me.

“Vision is not motivated by the same things as most people. Well, he’s kinda not exactly people now is he?” Sam said.

“Rhodey is very painfully straight. Couldn’t even get him to experiment in college.” Tony said. “And he thinks we’re weird.”

“Well, he’s not wrong.” I teased.

Wanda chuckled and got up, heading to the table. “I guess that makes you weird too.” She said.

“No arguments from me.” I laughed. “What about Thor?”

Clint started laughing and nearly tipped off the side of the chair. “How hopeful did she just sound?” He wheezed.

“I wasn’t…” I protested.

“Yeah, yeah. Save it.” Sam teased. “Thor spends most of his time in Asgard. When he comes down, yes then it’s pretty much a free for all. You might need to take a number.”

“He does seem like the type,” I said, thinking about how the Norse gods all had a reputation of impregnating just about everything.

Wanda started laughing as she filled her plate. “He’s better with birth control now.”

“So Elly, you got any plans today? You wanna hang out?” Sam asked, getting up and collecting up the empty dishes.

“Oh um… I hadn’t really…” I said, looking to Tony.

Tony rubbed my thigh. “Knock yourself out. I’m going to head to the lab.”

“Oh man, I bet your lab is amazing,” I said, closing my eyes and pretending to drool.

“It sure is. But we aren’t at the introducing you to the lab stage of our relationship.” Tony joked. “Go hang with Polly. I’m heading upstairs.”

He stood up and I grabbed his hand. “What?” He asked.

I tapped my lips and he shook his head before leaning down and giving me a brief peck. “Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”

“I’m not sure there’s much on that particular list.” I teased.

He shrugged and headed to the elevator.

“What was that? Two days?” Clint asked when Tony was out of the room.

I nodded. “But, that’s his thing right? Playboy?”

Wanda sat down beside me and started picking at her food. Clint reached over and stole some bacon off her plate. “He has been celibate for almost a year. There was definitely a mental block about moving on. We weren’t even sure he’d want that with you. We just needed him to be okay that you were here.” Wanda said.

“Almost a year? Oh my god. If I hadn’t gotten completely smashed that day you had me meet him, I think it would have been then.” I said, completely in shock.

Wanda gave Clint a look and for a moment no one said anything. I’m pretty sure they were having a conversation about me in their heads.

“So,” Sam said, getting up. “Shall we?”

“You sure? I have Arc Reactors on my socks.” I asked.

He offered me his hand. “I just won’t take you into public.”

I stood up, said goodbye to Wanda and Clint, and went to get to know the Falcon.

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