Freeday
As Thor told Loki of his plan, listening attently when Loki made adjustments, the others were scattered around the compound.
Steve and Tony were discussing personal matters outside, revelling in the beauty and serenity of the nature that surrounded them like a warm blanket.
Clint and Wanda were devising a plan, with Vision, to (somehow) find and bring back Pietro.
Sam and Natasha were down in the gym, training.
Riley was up in jet room doing her long overdue homework while Peter continued to snooze the day away.
And Bruce....well Bruce wasn't on the compound. He had left early in the morning or late in the night, leaving a note for the others. Though the note didn't explain where he went or why.
The birds chirped and the sun landed perfectly on the couple outside.
"Steve," Tony sighed, "it's not an appropriate environment. Especially not for a toddler."
"Then we'll get someone older! There are lots of kids who grow up in a foster care and never get adopted! We're the Avengers! Our job is to protect the people. Protect the children!" Steve exclaimed, nervously playing with his engagement ring. The wedding was on the way. Promise.
"Which is exactly my point! We're in constant danger and we're barely ever home. It's not a place suitable for a child.
"But-"
"And you know it." Steve quieted. He sighed, leaning his head on Tony's. Said man was too short for Steve to comfortably rest his head on his shoulder.
"I know...its just..I want this Tony...I want it so bad!"
"I know babe...I understand...." Tony cooed, running his fingers through Steve's hair, "I want a kid too. But it...its just the way things are. We trade our happiness for someone else's." The two sat in comfortable but sad silence, the only sounds being the birds chirping and the wind whistling.
They basked in each others warmth, their minds racing. It never hurt to try.
Meanwhile Clint, Wanda and Vision were having their own conversation.
"I can go through all the photage of him and trace him through facial recognition. Pinpoint an area." Vision suggested in his usual tone.
"What if he's not alone? It's not everyday people ressurect on their own and turn or to NOT be evil." Clint inquired.
"My brother fought with you. Died for you. And now you doubt him?" Wanda accused, her accent thick and menacing.
"I'm just saying," Clint defended, "He was dead. I was their. 2 years later he suddenly shows up on his own? I might be deaf but I'm not dumb. Somethings....off."
"Clint is correct." Vision stated, pointedly ignoring the glare Wanda sent his way. "Someone would've dig him up and somehow managed to bring him back to life. This would've had to be done long before. I can only think of one organisation with that kind of power."
"Hydra." Wanda mumbled to herself. A tense silence fell over the room and Clint could've sworn he could hear the gears turning in Wanda brain. Yeah. Hear. She was thinking up a plan.
All the while Peter was still asleep. It must have been the most sleep he'd gotten in a very long time and it was much needed.
Riley guessed that and left her friend alone, allowing him to rest up.
More or less it was a free day for all the resident of the compound. A much needed free day.