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Fill 45 Card 3: Healer

Sigyn stood in the healing chambers of Asgard nervously awaiting her first lesson as a new apprentice. Her mentor was a healer, a woman named Tove who had many, many years of experience and had agreed to teach Sigyn all that she knew of the healing arts. The decision for Sigyn to be her apprentice had come after many hours of discussion regarding why Sigyn wished to become a healer. Tove had wanted to know her heart in the matter, and to be sure she knew her time as an apprentice would be a lengthy one, and that she was prepared to spend all the time required to learn the art

Tove watched her for a moment, then she asked, "Are you ready to begin?

She swallowed, and nodded, "Yes, milady. I'm ready to begin learning."

"Good," Tove said, and motioned for Sigyn to follow her to a nearby table where a variety of herbs as well as potions were already laid out, "We'll start with the basics today. Healing usually begins with understanding the properties of the different plants and their effects on the body, both good and bad. Do you understand?"

"Yes, milady," Sigyn murmured.

As Tove began explaining the healing properties of each of the herbs, and Sigyn listened attentively, scribbling down notes in her journal. She was amazed at how much knowledge was needed to an effective healer. Tove taught her how to identify each herb, when as well as how to harvest them properly, and the appropriate dosages to use for various wounds or ailments.

On their third day together, Tove said, "Now, I think I should show you how to make a poultice. Watch carefully, Sigyn." The healer began to demonstrate the process of crushing and combing specific herbs to create the desired healing mixture.

"Now you, Sigyn."

"Yes, milady."

Sigyn did everything Tove had done, grinding herbs with a mortar and pestle as her mentor watched closely. Sigyn's motions were a bit clumsy at first as she was nervous, but then she gradually found her rhythm and soon after she had a fine powder ready for a poultice.

Tove looked over the powder, and nodded approvingly, praising her, "Excellent work, Sigyn." She gave an encouraging smile before she said, "Now, I will show you how to apply the poultice to the bandage and wrap it on a wound."

Sigyn watched her actions, and when she was prompted, she repeated the healer's actions. She tried her best to mimic the gentle touch she'd seen the healers tend to the wounded. She felt a surge of satisfaction when she completed the task, even if she knew she still had much more to learn. With time, patience, practice, and dedication, Sigyn knew she would achieve her desire to help the sick and wounded by being one of Asgard's healers.

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Fill 43 Card 3: Historical Figure

One day, Pepper was sitting at her desk taking a short break, rifling through a magazine when she came across an article that made her pause. "If you could meet anyone from history, who would it be?"

She looked at the question for a few seconds, and muttered, "I don't who I'd want to meet from history, but I do know one person I definitely should not meet from history, and that is Howard Stark!!"

Thoughts of Tony, her brilliant and wonderful husband, filled her heart. She smiled as she thonks of his mischievous grin and the ways he always pushed the boundaries, whether they were personal, cultural, or just considered to be impossible. But intertwined with those fond memories were the shadows cast by Howard Stark, Tony's father. Pepper's grip on her chair arms tightened as anger clouded her face.

"If I could ever meet a historical figure, it would be a very good idea if I never met Howard Stark." Pepper muttered, "Because if I ever met the man, I would probably give him a piece of my mind over the many times he hurt Tony."

At the moment the words left her lips, the office door opened, and Tony strode into the room. Pepper's heart skipped a beat as her eyes met his sparkling ones.

"Talking to yourself again. Pep?" Tony asked, in a playful tone.

Pepper blinked, stunned for a moment by his unexpected entrance. Her anger vanished like a wisp of smoke, replaced for genuine happiness to see the man she loved. She stood up, and walked over to him, kissing her tenderly as she reached him.

"Mmm, what was that for?" he asked as she pulled away.

"Just because you're here and because my thoughts were taking a dark turn before you walked in."

"They were?"

Pepper nodded, and gestured at her desk, "I was looking through a magazine that had a page asking the question about if you could meet a historical figure who would it be and why? I couldn't think of anyone I'd want to be meet but I thought of one I knew I shouldn't ever meet if I could."

"And who is that?" Tony asked, curious.

She hesitated then answered, "Your father. I know if I were to ever to ever get a face to face moment with him, I would have some very harsh words for him."

The smile disappeared from Tony's face, "Yeah, I bet you would. But my father is in the past, and I would like for him to stay there. I don't want to talk about him. Instead I want to talk about why I came and that's to take my wife out to lunch."

Pepper touched his cheek, and nodded, "Okay, that sounds good. Let me grab my coat."

He nodded, and when she walked away he said, "Pep?"

She looked over her shoulder at him, "Yes?"

"I love you and... thanks."

"I love you too, Tony... and you're welcome."

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Fill 42 Card 3: Think Like a Queen

Shuri entered her mother's chambers, and she sat down when her mother motioned for her to. Three months had passed since her brother T'Challa had died, and Shuri is not certain what her mother plans on saying to her.

"Shuri," Queen Ramonda began, a heavy sigh escaping her lips, "There is something very important I need to speak to you about."

Shuri looked at her mother, unsure and perhaps a little nervous about what she was about to hear. Finally she asked, "What is it, Mother?"

"Your brother's death has left a great responsibility on our shoulders," her mother said, "For the moment, the majority of it rests on my shoulder since you have not yet come of age. But in a few short years, daughter, you will be. With your brother being gone before he could have a son or daughter of his own, it means that when I step aside, the throne will fall to you next. And as the next in line to the throne, you need to prepare yourself, and start thinking like a Queen."

Shuri's eyes widened as she spoke, and when she finished she protested. "But, Mother, I don't know the first thing about being Queen. I've been a scientist first all of my life."

Ramonda shook her head softly, "But you are also a daughter of King T'Chaka and of Wakanda, and it is your duty to protect and guide our people. We both know that T'Challa would still be here leading us if he could be, but he is gone, and now it is up to you to carry on his legacy and that of your father."

"But, Mother, I do not know where to even begin!" Shuri exclaimed.

Reaching out a comforting hand to her daughter, Ramonda assured her, "That is why I will be here to help and to guide you, Shuri. First, daughter, you to need to spend some time outside of your lab and get to know our people. You need to learn and understand their needs, their problems, and their hopes for the future."

Shuri didn't speak, listening to her mother.

"Second, is something to ask of anyone but you will need to be ready to make difficult decisions and even sacrifices for the same of Wakanda's well-being. You will need to put aside your personal desires and wishes in order to put Wakanda first. I know what I am telling you sounds frightening and overwhelming but if you also allow love inside, it will guide you, and lighten the burden of caring for an entire country."

Shuri nodded her understanding, "I will do my best, Mother."

With a warm, proud smile, the Queen told her daughter, "I do not doubt you will, Shuri, for even when you've buried yourself in your laboratory, you've also been compassionate and strong along with being brilliant. All of those qualities will serve you will when you are Queen."

Shuri nodded, "Thank you, Mother. Bast help me to live up to the legacy that Father and T'Challa left behind."

"You don't have to be exactly like your Father and brother," Ramonda said gently, "You are after all your own person, and being who you are is what will make you a great Queen. Try to learn what you can from their successes and failures alike, but in the end you must forge your own path."

"Yes, Mother," Shuri said with a nod, "I will try my best to be the leader our people need."

"That is all anyone can ask of you, daughter. But remember you will not face this journey alone. I will be with you, as well as the council, and finally our people. We will all give you as much help as we can so that you grow into the Queen you are meant to be."

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Fill 41 Card 3: Pomp and Power

They were sitting on their private balcony overlooking the city as they're currently there for a week's visit. The sunset is currently painting the skies magnificent colors as it sinks beneath the horizon. Shades of fiery orange and deep red merged with soft hues of pink and had them mesmerized with the magical atmosphere it was creating.

"You know, minkjære," Loki started, "I used to crave power and all of the pomp that when with it. I wanted to hear the people chanting my name in devotion. To feel the rush of pleasure I would feel when I elevated myself above everyone else. It was a feeling I could never resist.

Eva turned her eyes away from the skies to look at him, "I know, but you don't need those things anymore, the devotion of the masses.

"No, I do not. I don't need the masses or power or devotion of the masses. As long as I have you, I have what I need. You truly are my everything, Eva, and my world."

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Team Omega [square] Teddy

Tony and Pepper talked about trying to have one more baby after Eva but then after everything that had happened will Killian, they decided their family was perfect the way it was. So they put the thoughts of having another baby out of their minds and concentrated on raising the two wonderful kids they had.

But one day, when Pepper was feeling a little off, she was sitting on the toilet in the bathroom, thinking about what had been going on with her lately. She had been feeling tired more than usual lately, and then she had started being nauseated a few days ago. As the realization hit her, Pepper opened the medicine cabinet and pulled out a pregnancy test. She took the test, and then sat there on the toilet again by the results.

"Tony?" she said as she entered the living room, "Could you come to the kitchen a moment. We need to talk?"

Tony immediately handed his controller over to Eva, and followed his wife into the kitchen, "What's wrong, Pep?"

"Prepare yourself for something you were not expecting for us at this stage of life but... I'm pregnant."

Tony was shocked, and didn't speak for a moment when he did, he stuttered, "A b-b-baby? Did you just say we're going to have another baby?"

Pepper nodded, "Yes, I did."

Tony hollered, and picked her up, spinning them both around, "A baby! I'm going to be a Daddy again!"

A few months passed, and Pepper went to get the ultrasound to find out if they were be having a boy or girl. Both she and Tony were both jubilant to find out their youngest child would be a little boy. They decided to name him Edward James Rupert Stark and he would be called Teddy for short.

Ethan was ten years old when his baby brother was born, and Eva was going on seven. They couldn't believe how much they loved having a baby in the house again or how much the kids loved helping to take care of their baby brother.

"I can't believe we almost missed out on having such a blessing in our lives like Teddy is!" Tony told Pepper one day when he was burping his youngest son.

Pepper ran her hand over Teddy's dark, soft hair, "I know, he is the perfect addition to our family. I'm so grateful we go this little unexpected surprise!"

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Fill 39 Card 3: A secret admirer

My dearest Pepper,

I hope you are well when you read this letter. I can't believe that I am FINALLY writing this to you, but I've been holding back how I feel for far too long. I can't help the fact that I am completely enamored by you. Each and every day that I am away from you, my mind is consumed with thoughts of how many great things you bring into my life. You make me whole, and dare I say serene (don't laugh), and complete.

I know this may come as something of a shock to you, my sweet Pepper, but my feelings got you are anything but new. It's taken me some time to come to terms with them myself. See, I've tried to convince myself that what I felt was just a crush, a fleeing infatuation. But as the days went by and became weeks then years, I realized that this flame inside of me has only become bigger with every moment that goes by.

Pepper, my Pepper, do you know that you're my world? You are the brightest light in my dark world. You add so much joy and positivity that it's hard to even remember what my life was life before you. I treasure the moment we have spent together just being together laughing, exploring, and just simply being with each other.

It's hard to say why I wrote this letter to you in "disguise", but I hope that hiding behind this "secret admirer persona" will allow me to have the courage to express just how MUCH I really do love you. I hope to see you soon, Pepper, so we can celebrate our love together. Until then, please know you are always in my heart and my thoughts. I love you so much, my one and only Pepper.

Yours always and forever,

I think you know who I am xoxoxox

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Fill 37 Card 3: Death

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Fill 35 Card 3: Sun/Son

Both Clint and Natasha had accepted certain truths about their lives many years ago such as they'd never have ordinary lives as long as they were a part of SHIELD, and then later, the Avengers. That was fine with them, and then they found a little girl in an orphanage in Moscow they wanted to adopt as their own daughter. Soon after they adopted and brought Nadia home, they learned nothing short of a miracle had happened and Natasha was pregnant with their son Franky.

From the moment he was born, they knew that they had to do everything possible to ensure he would have a normal life far away from the dangers and violence that came with being in SHIELD.

That's when they decided that they needed a completely private and uninterrupted chat with the Director of SHIELD.

That's why they decided to break into SHIELD headquarters to talk to Director Coulson face-to-face. They couldn't risk leaks or misunderstandings.

They planned the operation meticulously together, and executed it with as much precision. They disabled cleverly placed security mechanisms and evaded guards without being detected. When they finally reached Coulson's office, he was standing in front of his desk with arms crossed with a stoic expression with a hint of amusement in his eyes.

"Director Coulson, we need to have a conversation with you," she said as she locked the door.

Coulson nodded, "I've been expecting this conversation for some time. I know it's a little late but allow me to say congratulations on your son's healthy arrival." Sure Franky was almost seven years old now, but it's never too late to offer sincere congratulations right?

Clint nodded in acknowledgment, then he said. "We're informing you now, Director, that we want you to keep your distance from both of our children. SHIELD is never to have any part of their lives."

"Especially when it comes to Franky," Natasha emphasized.

"I understand your concerns and reasons why you don't want SHIELD anywhere near him, but are you sure that's the best course of action? At some point, if they're not already, other agencies will become aware of the fact that the famous Hawkeye and Black Widow have a biological son together. They might get to him at a moment you're not watching him, and make him into their own tool."

"We've already taken that into account," Clint assured him, "We'll protect him from the others if and when the time comes."

Coulson nodded, "Understood but consider this: As good as you both are, you can't be everywhere or alert all of the time. Now what I am suggesting is that when he's a little older that you allow SHIELD to—"

"No, Coulson!" Natasha snarled, "When we say Franky is not to be touched by SHIELD in any way, it's what we mean. Neither you or any Director who comes after you is to ever touch him in any way!"

"Or they can expect a nice little visit when they're least expecting it," Clint finished.

"Understood, Agent Barton. I'll be sure to note and tell whoever succeeds me as Director that the Romanoff. Barton children are off limits."

Natasha unlocked the door, "That is all we ask."

With that, they slipped out if SHIELD the same way they'd come in, like vanishing shadows in the night.

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Fill 34 Card 3: Curse

Loki's attention was drawn by the snort of a horse, that signaled the arrival of his anticipated guest. Letting go of the fractured twig he held, he managed a smile that failed to reach his eyes, and then he pivoted to greet them, "Greetings, Mother."

Frigga dismounted gracefully from her horse and approached him without hesitation, confident that her steed would remain in place. She accepted both of his outstretched hands, and after exchanging cheek kisses, she gazed at him a moment before she remarked, "Tell me the reason for your fear, Loki."

He tried to keep his voice light as he responded, "What fear, Mother? Perhaps I called you here because I wanted to see you? After all, Eva and I do not—"

Frigga quieted him with a meaningful gaze, one that only a mother could give to her child, "Your message requested secrecy, and I sensed the spells you cast upon this place as I approached," she said. "You wouldn't take such risks without a powerful motivator behind them like fear, my son. So, why have you hidden us from Heimdall's sight and hearing?" The risk she referred to was the fact that when Odin released Loki from prison, Loki had sworn never to shroud himself from Heimdall again. "I'm waiting for an answer, Loki. I want to understand why you're jeopardizing your freedom and the life you have with the woman you love."

Loki turned, and walked away from her, not speaking for some time.

"It is for Eva that I've risked my freedom," he finally said.

"Go on."

He walked around the circle he'd made for them another few steps before he inquired, "Mother, do you remember Rowena of Vanaheim?"

The Queen of Asgard nodded, although he was not looking at her, "Yes, I remember her. She was one of the more powerful wielders of magic the Nine Realms have ever seen. I have not heard her name in almost nine years now. Pray tell me why you are speaking it now, Loki."

Loki continued to pace the boundaries of the protective circle that he had created as he spoke, "The reason you have not heard that name for almost nine now is because soon after I wed Eva, Rowena was becoming a threat to the peace of the Nine Realms, and so the All-Father commanded that the Einherjar put an end to her. Because she was such a sorceress, I was dispatched along with those sent to deal with her."

"The battle did not go well," Frigga stated, not asked.

"No, it did not. Over half of the Einherjar died within minutes of engaging the witch. The only reason I was able to come near her without being slain is because of my own power. I put spells on my daggers and then hurled them at her. Her power was strong, but she was not able to keep my daggers from finding her. She fell to the ground in a heap. I had to be sure she was indeed dead, and when I approached the hag's shell, she grabbed my wrist. She pulled me to her, smeared her blood on me, and told me..." He stopped, closing his eyes.

"She told you what?" Frigga asked, pulling her cloak tightly around her.

"She spoke an incantation, and she told me she had cursed my Eva to die as she had." Loki turned to face his mother at last, "She told me that Eva will bleed to death, in childbirth, when she gives birth to our first child. A daughter, Rowena said."

His words fell into the heavy silence around them as both of them pondered the past.

Frigga walked over to her son, and lifted his head up so he was looking at her, "Hear me, Loki. Her last words were not a prophecy of unavoidable certainty. Yes, they were a curse, but curses are breakable. Eva is not doomed to this fate. I promise you I will make it my personal quest to find a way to shatter Rowena's hateful curse."

Loki's eyes glistened, and he allowed her to pull him into her embrace.

"Thank you, Mother. I can't bear to lose her."

The Queen of Asgard held her youngest son close, "I know this, Loki, and you're not going to lose her." She held him even tighter to her when the dam holding back his emotions begun to break. For several minutes, the only sound in the circle was that of his sobs as he finally released the fear and grief that he had borne alone for so long. When his tears were finally spent, Frigga asked, "Is Rowena's curse the reason you and Eva have not been blessed with a child of your own for these years of your marriage?"

Loki nodded against her, and then he pulled away, wiping his eyes, "Yes, it is. When I returned to Asgard and after I had told Odin everything that had transpired with Rowena, I begun putting spells into place that would prevent Eva from conceiving a child. I've maintained them until only just recently when I could no longer do so. Eva wants a child so much that I believe her heart is breaking at the thought we may never have one. In Midgardian terms, she has less time to conceive a child than she once did. Soon, Mother, I believe she will soon conceive, and I do not know how I will react to the news."

"With joy, Loki. You will react with the great joy all expectant fathers react with. Then when her time comes to be delivered of your child, you will find out in the moment you hold your child, what unconditional love feels like for the first time in your life."

"Pray let it be so, Mother."

"It will be, Loki. It will be everything that you and Eva dream of."

Two months later, when Eva joyfully shared the news with Loki that he would be a father, they wept in joy together.

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Team Omega [square] Laughter

Tony was sitting in the living room with Eva nestled in his arms. She is supposed to be asleep like her big brother is down for a nap at the moment in his room. But the two month old baby is wide awake and staring at her father with her eyes filled with wonder.

Tony started talking to her, and as he did, he tickled her little tummy, making silly faces at her well. He was trying to see if he could maker her laugh, and when she suddenly let out a burst of giggles, Tony's heart swelled in contentment.

"Oh, did you like that, princess? Do you want Daddy to do it again?" He asked his baby girl, grinning at her.

Eva giggled again at his question, her tiny hands moving about in excitement, melting Tony's heart at the sound. He knew he was truly the most blessed man in the world right at that moment.

"Do you know how much Daddy love hearing the sound of your laughter, baby girl? It's the best thing Daddy's ever heard in his life!"

Eva's response was more giggles, and this time, Tony joined in. He tickled her tummy again, and started making more silly faces.

"I love you, Eva Alessandra Maria Stark! You're definitely the best birthday present anyone has ever given me or ever will!" he said kissing her face.

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Fill 33 Card 2: Haunted Place

When Uncle Jimmy and Aunt Monica moved out of the tower to live in his childhood home, which had once belonged to his parents, Rhodey made a promise to Ethan and Eva. He assured them that they would be able to spend a couple of weeks there during the summer. After a few years, the time finally came for them to fulfill this promise.

As soon as they arrived, Ethan eagerly ventured into the neighborhood with his cousin Colton, leaving Eva with Aunt Monica since there were no other girls her age to play with. While Monica didn't mind having her niece around, Eva often found herself bored with the grown-up activities they engaged in. Recognizing this, they had a conversation with the boys about including Eva more in their adventures.

Although the boys agreed, they seem to do so somewhat reluctantly. Nevertheless, the morning after their discussion, the boys made plans to explore the neighborhood together again and invited Eva to join them.

"Be careful, kids!" Rhodey called out as the three of them embarked on their bikes.

"We will, Dad!" Colton promised, taking the lead.

They rode down the street and turned onto the next one, prompting Eva to inquire, "Where are we going?"

"You'll see!" Ethan replied, his voice carrying back to her.

Eva shrugged and followed her brother and cousin.

After a series of twists and turns, the boys stopped in front of an old, abandoned house.

Eva swallowed nervously and surveyed her surroundings. "I... I don't think we should be here, Ethan!"

But Colton and Ethan had already left their bikes at the curb and were motioning for her to follow them.

"Come on, Evie!" Ethan yelled.

Eva still had a feeling they shouldn't be doing this even as she abandoned her bike too, and hurried to catch up with them.

"You know, they say this place is cursed," Ethan told his sister.

"There's no such thing, Ethan!" she said, bravely.

"Oh, yes there is!" Colton interjected, "A whole family got murdered here, three of them kids! Now their spirits are trapped in the house's walls!"

Eva stopped a few feet in front of the door, "I don't want to go in!"

Her brother shrugged, "Okay, suit yourself but exploring this house is what we were planning to do today. If you don't want to come with us, you don't have to."

"Okay, I won't!" she said, and she start back for her bike.

"Just don't tell my Mom or Dad what we're doing!" Colton called out. "And don't go back home!"

"But I don't want to stay here!" Eva exclaimed.

The boys shrugged, "Again, you wanted to tag along with us!"

"Why are you being so mean, Ethan?" Eva asked, her voice trembling.

Ethan didn't answer her for a moment, then said, "I'm not trying to be mean. I just wanted me and Colton to be able to hang out and do what we want without anyone else."

"Yeah, we really didn't want a little scaredy cat tagging along with us to begin with!" Colton added.

Eva stared at them, tears welled up in her eyes, and overflowed. She turned and bolted back to her bike, riding off on it before they could stop her.

"Great!" Ethan grumbled, turning to Colton, "You know she's going back to tell on us!"

"Yeah, if she doesn't get lost first!"

At hearing that, it only took Ethan a second to go get on his bike, and take off after his sister.

Colton rolled his eyes, and got on his own bike, knowing if he did't catch them, they'd both get lost.

"Eva! Wait!" Ethan yelled.

Eva looked back when she heard him, and started pedaling faster, "Leave me alone!"

"Eva, stop!" he yelled, increasing his speed.

"No! I hate you! Leave me alone!" she yelled.

Colton huffed as he increased his speed to catch up with Ethan, "We've got to stop her! She's come up to the intersection!"

Ethan nodded, and pedaled as fast as he could go.

Eva saw him and went faster.

Colton pumped harder and passed Ethan.

Eva saw him and tried to increase the gap between them.

He came up beside her, "Stop!"

"No!"

"Stop now!" he ordered again.

She shook her head.

Colton reached up and grabbed her handle bars.

A car's horn was heard blowing.

Colton turned them both to the side of the road where the both crashed.

The driver of the car got out and ran over to them, "Are you kids okay?"

Eva was crying her eyes out, and Colton was cringing.

"Stay there, and don't move. I'll call 9-1-1!" the driver said.

Ethan arrived at that second, stopping then dropping his bike, and ran over to his sister and cousin.

He knelt beside her, "Evie, what's wrong?"

"My arm hurts really bad!" Eva whimpered, clutching it against herself.

"Let me see—"

"No, don't touch her! Her arm might be broken," the driver said, "I've called an ambulance. They'll take care of her arm." He looked at Colton, "Are you okay?"

Colton nodded, "I think so."

"They can look you over too just to be safe. Do you have a phone or do I need to call your parents?"

"Yeah I've got a phone. In my backpack."

"I think you should get it out and call them. Let them know what's happened, and that you're little sister have to go to the hospital."

Colton nodded, and took off his backpack.

"We're going to be in such big trouble for this!" Ethan said.

"Yeah, I know. Man, do I know!" the other boy agreed as he dialed his aunt.

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Fill 32 Card 2: Broken Glass

It's Friday night, and the Stark family is having homemade pizza for dinner. Ethan was in the living room with his mother, showing her had to play some video game he's been obsessed with lately while Eva is in the kitchen with her Daddy helping to make their pizzas.

"Okay, that takes care of Ethan," Tony said putting the last piece of pepperoni on.

"That leaves Mommy," Eva said.

Tony nodded, "Yes, and Mommy wants Spinach Alfredo pizza!"

Eva made a face, and asked, "Why?"

"I don't have a clue, princess. I left the baby spinach in the refrigerator. Would you mind handing it to me, baby girl?"

"Okay, Daddy!" Eva chirped and started for the refrigerator.

Meanwhile, Tony opened the oven to pop Ethan's in when he heard exclaim a loud "Owwwie!" behind him.

"What's wrong, Eva?"

"I stepped on something that hurt my fo— Daddy, my foot is bleeding!"

Tony picked her up, and placed her on the counter so he could look at her foot. Sure enough there was a bit of blood on the bottom of her sole.

"I think you stepped on a piece of broken glass," he said gently probing her foot.

Eva hissed, "That hurts, Daddy!"

"I'm sorry, baby. Here let me get something to clean the blood away with.. I need t check to see if the glass is still in your foot."

The little girl nodded, "Okay."

Tony started to use a wet towel to clean her foot but then he turned on the cold water instead.

"Here, just stick your foot under the water."

Eva nodded, and placed her foot under the water, "Stings."

"I'm sorry, sweetie, but we need to clean it."

After the blood was gone, Tony checked to make sure there was no glass, and he found none.

"J, where's the First Aid kit?"

"Underneath the sink, Sir. In the back on the left."

"Thanks, J. Now, let me just grab the kit, put some ointment on your owie, and a band-aid and it'll be all better!" Tony told Eva.

"No, it won't, Daddy. You forgot to say you'll kiss it."

"Oh of course, how silly of me. Okay, I'll kiss it before I put the ointment on and that'll make it all better. Better?"

Eva nodded, "Yeah, Daddy. All better."

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Fill 31 Card 2: Shakespeare

Ethan was sitting at the desk in the corner of the living room, trying to get the last part of his homework finished when he slumped down in his chair, sighing heavily. He had just found one of the few subjects in school which bored him and that was studying William Shakespeare, specifically his plays. He had much rather be anything than this, like helping his Dad or Mom, or playing games with his cousins!

Pepper heard his sigh, saw his posture in the chair, and got up to go over to him, "What's wrong, Ethan?"

"This!" he said pointing to what was in front of him, "I just don't get how Shakespeare or any of his dumb plays will ever be used in real life!"

"Actually, honey, I think you'd be surprised how still relevant his plays are today," Pepper said, and at his "You've got to be kidding look!" she continued, I'm serious. William Shakespeare's work have influenced countless writers and filmmakers over the centuries, and his insights to humanity can still be applied even today in the 21st century."

Ethan blinked, not believing the passion in his mother's voice. She had never been this excited about anything related to his or Eva's school work before!

"I'm sorry, Mom," he said, still doubting, "It's just all so... well boring."

Pepper gave him a smile, "Well, maybe all we need to do is find a way to make the subject more interesting for you. I know playing games is one thing you like to do with your friends and cousins, right?"

Ethan nodded, "Yeah."

"Okay, so let's try to find some parallels between Shakespeare and video games."

Again, when the look of skepticism appeared on Ethan's face, Pepper chuckled, then pulled a chair over for herself.

"I'm being completely serious when I say let's try to find some parallels. Let's take MacBeth for example. This play of Shakespeare in particular has all the elements of one of those video games you like where a story is told and it's not just a blow everything in sight up. The story is riveting as about a man who after the encouragement of his wife murders the king to become king himself. There are crazy witches making prophecies in the story, more murder and mayhem, and ghosts."

"Wow really?" Ethan asked.

Pepper nodded, "Yes, really."

"What happens to the MacBeth guy? Did ever get caught and have to pay for killing the king?" Ethan asked.

"For that answer, my love, you will have to read the play yourself!"

"Aww, Mom! Shakespeare is so hard to understand! The guy was barely speaking English!" Ethan exclaimed.

"You know I am hear to help you, right? I know his language can be a little hard to understand but I would be willing to help you with what you don't understand, and I know JARVIS would be willing too," Pepper assured him.

"Indeed I will, ma'am," JARVIS added.

"Well, if you'll both help me..." "Are you going to read MacBeth then?"

Ethan nodded, "Yeah, I guess so. I mean I might as well since uh, my teacher wanted us to pick a play to read on our own anyway."

"Perfect! I think we should get started right away! JARVIS, could you please—"

"I've already taken the liberty, ma'am. There is a copy of William Shakespeare's MacBeth on your StarkPad," the AI said.

"Thank you, JARVIS," Pepper said, retrieving the pad.

Ethan turned to MacBeth.

"Let's read it out loud. That way I can help you when you have a problem."

He nodded.

"I'll start," Pepper said, "Act I, Scene I..."

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Fill 30 Card 2: Time Machine

It was a bright and sunny day as Eva plays with her dolls on the floor of the living room. Tony is sitting nearby, reading the newspaper. Suddenly, Eva puts down her dolls, and runs to her Daddy.

"Daddy, I want to do something new!" she said.

Tony looked over the paper at her, "And what is it that you want to do, princess?"

"I want to build a time machine!" Eva exclaimed.

Although Tony was taken aback, he is also delighted and curious if she knows what she's talking about, so he asked, "What's that?"

"Daddy, you know! It's a special machine that can let you see the dinosaurs! I want to see them, Daddy!"

"Oh, really?" he inquired, smiling.

"A time machine is a great idea! I think we should build one together!"

Eva jumped up and down for joy, clapping her hands. They got started right away on their time machine. The basis, the foundation of their time machine was cardboard boxes that Tony explained were special because they were powered by their imaginations. They used some old wires and buttons to make their time machine as real looking as they could.

Eva climbed into it, all excited and ready to go on their first adventure together. As her Daddy crawled in beside her, she pressed a button, and suddenly the machine took flight. Lights and bright colors surrounded them, making Eva close her eyes. When she opened them, she gasped in amazement.

They were standing in the midst of a vast prehistoric forest, full of all sorts of animals. With a squeal of excitement, Eva pointed as a dinosaur roaring angrily at them.

"Look Daddy, it's a Sharptooth!" she said, awe in her voice.

Tony chuckled, running a hand over her hair, "That's T-Rex, princess."

Tony allowed himself to get lost in the game, and shared her wonder as they explored the forest together, seeing every kind of dinosaur there was to see. Next they moved on to another time period to watch the wheel's invention, then the creation of a house, and then finally saw the Amazon rainforest as it had been in the past.

Time rushed by them, and before they knew it, they were back in the living room with their cardboard box time machine. Eva threw her arms around her daughter's neck.

"I had the bestest adventure ever, Daddy!" she exclaimed.

Tony held her close, laughing, "Me too, princess! You are such a brave and amazing time traveler!"

They went on many more adventures, building more machines to explore different times throughout history, all from the comfort of their own home. Eva loved her Daddy and the incredible things he'd made to help her explore.

And Tony?

Well, he just treasured every second he had to spend making his little girl happy!

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Fill 29 Card 2: Deadline

"Maggie sweetie, is something bothering you? You've hardly touched your dinner tonight?" Steve Rogers asked, looking at his daughter's face closely.

Jamie and Alexis listened intently as their sister answered.

"Yes, Daddy. My science project is due in three days, and I don't think I will be able to finish it on time!"

Steve didn't ask her how long she has know the project was coming up due but instead he asked her, "Honey, if you worked on it non-stop for the next three nights after right up until you go to bed, would you be able to finish it?"

Maggie thought about it for a second, "Yeah, maybe."

"How about if I help you with whatever it is you need to finish?" he suggested.

"If it is allowed," Sharon said, joining the conversation, "Maggie, sweetie, are either of us allowed to help you?"

"Yes, Mommy, Daddy can help me as long as I do the work of making my project myself," Maggie said with a nod.

"Good. Let's finish up with dinner, and you and I will go see what we can do tonight to help you meet this deadline."

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Fill 27 Card 2: Cereal/Serial Killer

One evening, Sam and Alyssa were parked in front of the television. The kids had been in bed for over an hour, and they just wanted to catch up on some of their favorite shows. Of course, marathoning episode after episode put them in a snacking mood. So Sam is the one who got up to go to the kitchen to find them something to snack on.

"What are you in the mood for?" he asked as he headed for the kitchen.

"Surprise me!" Alyssa replied, "Just don't make anything weird!"

"'Don't make anything weird!'" Sam muttered under his breath as he walked into the kitchen.

He looked in the refrigerator, then closed seeing nothing that appealed to him. Next, he opened the cabinets, and looked at what was available there.

"May I suggest you try the new Avengers cereal?" JARVIS suggested quietly.

It is past 8'clock at night, but the moment Sam heard the suggestion, he started looking for the cereal box.

"Top cabinet on the far left."

"Thanks, JARVIS."

"You're very welcome, Mr. Wilson."

Sam rolled his eyes again at the AI's insistence at calling him Mr. Wilson, and got the cereal out of the cabinet. He thought about asking Alyssa if she's like some milk but decided against it. Instead he put two bowls on a tray with spoons, and a small carafe of milk.

"Sam honey, what is... what in the world is that? What did you bring? Is that cereal?" Alyssa asked with a laugh.

"Sure is!" he replied, sitting down beside her, "What?"

"You brought out cereal?" Alyssa said, pointing to the box.

"Well you did say nothing weird, right?" Sam countered.

"Considering it's 8:17 at night..."

With a shrug, Sam opened the box, "Come on, it's the new Avengers cereal we've had in the cabinet for two weeks now without opening it. It's time to try don't you think?"

"I guess."

"Is something wrong, Lees?" He's not looking at her as he pour out a bowl.

"I guess you could say that when the people who made the cereal decide to leave my husband and my brother completely out of the equation!" Alyssa said with a shrug.

"You decided that you don't like it already because they didn't include me and Rhodes in the cereal?" He asked, then poured some milk.

"Yes, I am! You're both as much Avengers as Captain America!"

"Ah, but Cap's a legend!"

"Oh please! Don't bring up your bromance with Steve Rogers again!" she said, rolling her eyes.

"Bromance? All I'm trying to say is, Lees, is that I think the reason we're not include is because I think they were going for the original OG6. You know, the ones who kicked Loki's six from New York all the way back to Asgard!"

"Yeah, I get that but it's still not fair to you or to Jamie. You both deserve to be in the box of cereal too!" Alyssa ranted.

Sam stared at his wife, "Wow our being left off really does bother you, doesn't it?"

"Darn right it does! I'm so proud of you both! You're both heroes too!"

He reached out, squeezed her hand, "Hey, I'm sure they'll add us in time. Just give them time to come around, okay?"

Alyssa sighed, and shook her head, "I'll try, but they need to hurry it up already!"

"And how about we try this before my cereal gets all soggy, huh?" he suggested with a chuckle.

Agreeing to finally try it, Alyssa poured her own bowl of the cereal.

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Fill 27 Card 3: Sun / Son (Wild Card)

Loki leaned back in his chair, peering out of the window of their home. watching as the rain continued to pour down. He let out a sigh, and turned to look at his daughter who was sitting on the settee also watching the rain, a pouting frown on her face.

"Is the rain ever going to stop, Father? I'm tired of being stuck inside all day!" Sigyn whined.

"I know, my little snowflake," Loki replied.

Oh how he knew! The rain had gone on for days on end now, bringing more gloom in both the lack of sun and in his daughter's disposition.

"But I'm not sure when it will cease," he added. "The weather is quite unpredictable, even for me."

Sigyn groaned and slumped further into the settee, "I wish there was something to do! I am sick to death of watching the rain!"

Loki looked at the rain again, thinking about the situation, then he turned back to her with a smile, "Perhaps we should play a game?"

"I don't want to play a game!"

"Oh, you would prefer to watch the rain instead? Very well, then, we shall but I know you would have loved the game instead!" Loki said, watching her from the corner of his eye, "It was a very good idea if I do say so myself. Oh well!"

Sigyn straightened on the settee, "What game, Father?"

"You said you don't want to play, so that means you're not interested in hearing about it."

"Yes, I am! Please, Father, tell me!" Sigyn begged.

Loki chuckled, "Oh, I was thinking we could have a foraging hunt. I will hide things all around the cottage and you will have to find them."

Sigyn wasn't sure how much fun that would be, but she really was bored with watching the rain pour down so she decided to go along with the idea, "That sounds like it could be fun, Father! Let's play!"

"Very well. I'll go hide somethings. You stay here and when the game is ready, I'll come fetch you."

The girl nodded, and settled back to wait.

Loki took about twenty minutes to hide some things in each room of the cottage that was not the main room where his daughter awaited him. He didn't use any magic but still hid them well where she would need to look carefully. Finally satisfied once the final object was concealed he went to get her.

Sigyn bolted from the settee the moment her father gave her the signal, and ran to the first room. She looked high and low with her father watching her in amusement as she searched every nook and cranny.

After several minutes, Sigyn held up a previous hidden item, "I found one, Father!"

"Good job, snowflake! See if you can find the others I hid!"

Sigyn continued her search, moving from room to room, leaving no room without finding all the hidden items.

Sigyn was still looking when she walked past a window, and saw something she'd been looking to see for days peering back at her. She pointed to the window, "Look, Father! It's stopped raining and the sun has come out!"

Loki grinned and captured her in his arms, "Yes, my little snowflake, it seems our time of hunting brought the sun out, both inside and outside. Sometimes all it takes is a little bit of time spent together and fun to brighten up a gloomy day."

"May I go outside now, Father?" Sigyn asked.

He nodded, "Yes, you may as long as you're clear to stay away from any bodies of water. With all the wain we had in the past few days, I am sure they're swollen."

"I promise, Father!" she said, already grabbing her cloak and hiding outside with a squeal of excitement.

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Fill 26 Card 3: Well = Good / Fountain

Peggy finds Steve sitting on an intact bench, staring at well nothing.

"Are you well, Steve?" Peggy asked, sitting down beside him.

He sighed, not looking at her, "I'm okay. I'm just feeling... overwhelmed."

Peggy put a hand on his arm, "You want to talk about it?"

Steve finally looked at her, "Sometimes I feel like I'm not doing enough, Peggy. There is so much that's happening in the world, and there are times I feel like I can't keep up."

She smiled, gently, "It's okay, Steve. You may be Captain America, but you're still human, which means there's only so much you can do. Even so, you're still doing your part to make the world a better place."

After a moment, Steve nodded, "You're right. Thanks, Peggy, I need to hear that."

Peggy moves her hand to grasp his, "Anytime, Steve. I'm here for you, always."

"I know, and I'm grateful for that."

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Fill 23 Card 3: Well = good/fountain

The sun is shining brightly one morning as the birds sing their happy songs, serenading father and daughter as they sat outside their home, breaking their fast. The aroma of freshly baked bread lingered in the air, and Sigyn's eyes were bright with delight.

"Father, this bread is delectable!" Sigyn exclaimed before taking another bite.

Loki raised his eyebrows, "And where on Midgard did you ever hear that word, my dear?" 

"It wasn't on Midgard I heard it, Father! I heard Uncle Volstagg say it last time we went to see Grandmother and Grandfather!"

Ah yes, the last time they'd visited the Palace, there had been a feast.

"And do you know what delectable means, snowflake?" Loki asked.

Sigyn thought for a moment, "It means it's good right, Father?"

He nodded, "Yes, but more specifically, it means it tastes delicious. And I thank you for saying so, as I made our bread myself."

"Did you use magic to make it, Father?"

Loki laughed, and gave his daughter's vibrant red curls a tousle, "No magic, my snowflake. I just used a bit of love along with a dash of mischief." He winked as he said that last part.

"Well, it is very good, Father! My bread doesn't even need anything upon it!"

Loki smiled at her compliment, and then his eyes wandered a bit until they found their well. The well was quite old having been used by the cottage's former family. The well had served them adequately since he'd first come to live here with his late wife, but of late, Loki had noticed the well was providing less and less water. He knew they would have enough water for two, perhaps three months but they would need to dig a new well soon.

"Sigyn, my love, it seems we have a problem," Loki said, his eyes fixed on the dwindling water supply. "Our well is running dry, and we must dig a new one. Don't worry, little one. We will hire some giants to do the work for us. But first, we must find the perfect spot for the well."

"Sigyn, my little snowflake, it seems that we may have a problem," he said, his eyes locked on their well, "Our well is beginning to run dry, and we will need to dig a new one. But fret not, for as soon as a new fresh water source has been located, we shall ask the giants to dig the well for us."

"Giants, Father?" Sigyn echoed, her eyes wide.

"Yes, my dear, giants."

"I've never seen giants before, Father. Will I get to meet them? the little girl asked.

"Of course, snowflake, you will meet them."

Sigyn cheered and clapped her hands.

Loki felt warmth throughout his being from heart at the sound. Her laughter was the most bright and beautiful he had ever heard in the universe, and he knew he was truly blessed to have it. Still smiling, he rose from the table, "Go fetch your cloak, my little snowflake, and we shall begin the search for the new well."

Sigyn nodded, and hurried back inside of the cottage, and reappeared without delaying her cloak fastened around her shoulders. She grabbed his hand and started tugging his towards the woods, "Come on, Father. Let's go! Let's go!"

With a chuckle, he followed his daughter into the forest.

The search lasted three days, and then Sigyn located a perfect location for their new well. It was a small clearing in a lush, green meadow that sloped gently towards a babbling brook. The little girl danced in celebration when her father declared this was the spot.

The next step was to approach the giants in the right way, something Loki knew what to do.

He'd had many dealings with the giants in the past and he understood their nature as well as their traditions. The key to approaching the giants without offending them right off so they would not help you, was to show them both respect and humility. 

"Listen closely, my snowflake," Loki said, gathering his daughter close to him, "when we meet with the giants, it is very important that we show them not only kindness but respect. They are very powerful beings, but they are also gentle, and they are pleased to help those when they are treated properly."

Sigyn nodded, "But I always try to be respectful and kind to others, Father. You and Grandmother have taught me that."

He kissed the top of her head, "Yes, you do, my snowflake, and I am proud of you. Here, hold onto my hand and keep close."

They walked deeper into the forest, the sound of trees rustling as well as a distant roar of water growing louder. It wasn't long before they came to a large clearing where the massive forms of the giants could be see touching high in the sky. 

With much caution, Loki approached the giants, being ever careful to make sure Sigyn was close to his side. He held his hand out in a gesture of peace, and called to them, making his voice as loud as he could.

"Noble and mighty giants, I, Loki of Asgard, and my daughter Sigyn, have come before you to petition for your assistance. Our well is running dry, and we seek your great strength as well as your great expertise in digging a new one."

The giants gave their attention to the trickster and his daughter, so tiny to them in comparison. The eyes of the giants shone with curiosity and interest. Then one of the giants stepped forward, shaking the ground with his steps. When he spoke, his voice was like a clap of thunder.

"We have heard your petition, Loki of Asgard and Sigyn of both Asgard and Midgard. We will consider what you ask of us, but first, you must prove your worthiness."

Loki nodded, knowing the giants would often test those who seek their help. With confidence, he accepted their test.

"What task do you require of us to prove that we are worthy of your help?" 

The giant pointed to towering tree in the distance, and said, "Bring us a leaf from the highest branch upon the tree. If you succeed, it is then and **only** then, we shall grant our aid."

With a soft bow, Loki looked at his daughter, and he saw a determined look in her eyes. With a nod, they started towards the colossal tree.

Even while they were still walking towards it, Loki used his magic to conjure a staircase that encircled the tree's trunk that reached the highest branches. Sigyn did not hesitate to start climbing towards their prize with her father following close behind her.

They ascended the staircase around tree for minutes until they finally reached its top. Loki lifted his daughter up, and Sigyn reached out to pluck one of the shimmering, vibrant leaves from its branch. After setting her back down on the staircase, father and daughter descended together.

Once they had reached the ground, Loki held aloft the leaf, and he called out to the giants, "We have completed the task that you requested of us. Here is the leaf plucked from the highest branch."

The giants all nodded their approval, their faces showing signs of their respect for the completion of their assigned task. The one who spoke to them earlier stepped forward and said, "You have proven your worthiness, Loki of Asgard, and Sigyn of Asgard and Midgard. In turn, you shall have our help in digging your new well. Show us the spot, and we shall dig for you."

"You have proven your worthiness, Loki of Asgard. We shall assist you in digging your new well. Choose the spot, and we shall make it so."

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It was evening two days later, and Sigyn sat snuggled into her father's side, listening as the giants labored to fulfill their promise to them.  Soon, they woulf have a replacement for their well that was indeed drying up.

Loki played with her silken locks as he softly told her, "You are so much like your mother, my little snowflake. She could be no prouder of you than am I."

Once more the girl wished she had known her mother, but even so, she is grateful for how much her father loves her.

The giants' continued work digging had been a constant noise in the background. so when the moment they'd been waiting for happened, they almost missed it. But they heard the giants give a shot, and when they did so, Sigyn bolted. She ran towards the meadow, and stopped as she beheld the sight of the new well.

"They did it, Father! We have a new well! See?" she said as her father joined her.

Loko grinned, and nodded, "I see, my snowflake. I see. Come, let us take our first drink of the new cool water."

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Fill 22 Card 3: Sun/Son (Wildcard)

Laura Barton sat alone on the porch of her farmhouse, unable to bear being inside a moment longer today as she could see all her husband's unfinished projects. It had been three long and excruciating weeks since Clint's execution, a shocking event that still seemed surreal yet there was no denying it had been all too real. When the order had been given for the shots to be fired, her world and her heart had been shattered along with his. The pain of losing Clint in such a way was almost unbearable, and she wondered if she would ever find solace again.

As she stared out into the distance really seeing nothing, and lost in her thoughts, the glare of an approaching car captured her attention. She sighed, and prayed that the media had not at last found her family's home as she was sure they'd been looking since before Clint's execution. She thought about going inside the house and locking the door before whoever it was got too close, but then she realized she didn't care. If it were the media, then she'd finally have a chance to tell the world about the man she knew and loved. However, when the car stopped, and the occupant got out, she was surprised to see the familiar face of Pepper Potts Stark.

Why was she here? Pepper of all people was only a few feet away from her, and Laura couldn't understand why she would come to see her. But then when Pepper was only a few feet away, Laura could see that her eyes were both red and weary, mirroring the pain she also felt inside. The truth was, their lives had been forever changed by the actions and the loss of the two men they had loved.

Pepper's voice was laden with sorrow when she said, "Mrs. Barton, I am so very sorry for your loss."

Laura nodded in response, tears shining in her eyes, "Thank you for coming, Mrs. Stark—"

"Pepper. Please call me Pepper."

"Then I am Laura. As I was saying, thank you for coming. I... I don't know how to cope with this."

Pepper gestured as the chair to her asking permission to sit, and Laura nodded.

Pepper's smile was a sad. sympathetic one as she seated herself, "I understand, Laura. I know losing Tony was the hardest thing I've ever faced. When he died... after he died,,, the sun didn't just stop shining. There was no sun for me anymore. And, with Clint..."

Her voice trailed off, the unspoken words left hanging heavily between them. Both of them knew just how far Clint had gone during those Five Years in his quest for revenge. SHIELD's decision to actually honor the world's request to execute him had been unexpected, but it seemed even Fury thought he needed to be held accountable.

"Tony's funeral was beautiful... peaceful," Laura said softly, adding when Pepper raised an eyebrow, "I came to the funeral with Clint and our kids. I think you were in the same fog then as the one I've been in since they... oh our kids. Lila and Cooper are old enough to understand what happened to their father but they still can't understand it., Neither can I! I know what Clint did to all those people was wrong, but he wasn't a monster, Pepper! He wasn't! He just got lost in all his anger and pain and he just lashed out!"

Pepper nodded, "And I regret that we didn't do anything to try to help him." She did too, because maybe if they'd tried to help him, he wouldn't have gone on such a bloody crusade, and he would still be here with his family.

Laura laughed sardonically, "Thank you for saying that, but I know you couldn't have helped him if you'd tried. He still had Nat then. And if she couldn't help him, then any attempt you may have made would've been even more hopeless."

"Even so, I am sorry that we didn't at least try to help him."

"Thank you for saying that."

Pepper nodded her eyes were, filled with kinship as she said, "You know you said you don't know how to explain this to your kids in a way they can finally understand what's happened?"

Laura nodded, "Yes?"

"Oh, Laura, there's no easy way to explain or even understand something like this. I wish there were but even after three months, I am still finding myself struggling what to say to Morgan in the moments when all she wants is her Daddy, and that's very often. She and Tony were so close and I'm not sure she still understands that he will never come home again."

"Then what kind of light can there possibly be, Pepper?" Laura asked, wiping away tear, her voice breaking with grief. "Tell me, what's left for us without him? What's left for my kids and me without Clint there with us?"

Pepper took a deep breath, and when she spoke her voice was one of grief and hope, "There is very little, if I am honest. But the sun has started to come out a little for me. I see the sunlight the most when I am looking into my daughter's eyes. I see so much of Tony in her. I see his spirit and his determination. And I am reminded that even in life's darkest times, there's still a flicker of hope. It might be a tiny one, but it is there. You have a daughter and a son right?"

"A daughter and two sons," Laura corrected.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I should have remembered."

"No, don't apologize. There's no way you could have. Not with what you were going through at that time."

Pepper nodded, and continued with what she was going to say, "I have Morgan but you were... blessed to have three children with Clint. They're three chances and places to look for signs of him whenever you're really missing him. Clint lives on through them, just like Tony lives on in Morgan."

She sighed, and went on, "I know this is going to sound like a tired, old cliché but with every day that's passing I am learning it's truth. Time heals all wounds. It may not feel like it right now, but eventually the pain will lessen, and you'll find a way to move on."

"Move on? How can you say that, Pepper? Clint is gone, and my kids will never see their father again!"

"I'm not saying you have to forget him, Laura. But you need to try to focus on the good memories and the life and the love you shared with him. You have to keep going, for both you and your kids. I know I don't know you well yet, but I believe you are a strong woman. You would have to be, to have been married to someone who was an agent a long time before he became an Avenger. So I believe you can do this."

"I'm not feeling particularly strong, Pepper. Instead, I feel like a hollowed out shell of who used to be Laura Barton. Everything, everywhere I look I am reminded of him, and I don't how to make the flood turn off."

"It won't, Laura, or at least not entirely. But with time, and taking it day day, you'll start to feel like yourself again. Or as much as you can with someone you loved so much being gone. And, in the meantime, if I am not too much of a stranger to be saying this... but I want to be here for you, if I can. If you want me too. I know the circumstances of our husbands deaths were not quite the same, but we're in the same boat, and I just want you to know you are not alone in this, okay?"

Tears streamed down her face and Laura wiped them before she reached out to take Pepper's hand, "Thank you, Pepper. I really appreciate you reaching out to me like this. We don't really know each other, but I would like to get to know you. It would be nice to have someone to be able to talk to and cry with when one or both of us need it."

A sad smile graced Pepper's lips, "We'll get through this. Together."