Everyone was silent in the ride to the Tower. The pack could tell that Stiles hasn't forgiven them, and hated the feeling. None of them knew what they should do. Stiles himself gave them no clues to help them figure out what he wanted. That would be too damn easy for the people that hurt him for so long.

When they got to the tower, Isaac stared up at it in amazement, more so than the others. "You get to live here?"

"I'm working with the Avengers for SHIELD." Stiles said as he lead the pack into the elevator. "Don't touch anything, JARVIS can be a bit picky about who gets to touch his systems."

"Who's JARVIS?" Jackson asked.

"That would be the one running everything." Stiles said, watching the doors. "Smartest AI in the world lives right here."

"That's like saying Miss. Potts is the most competent CEO in the world." JARVIS spoke up, getting a laugh from Stiles. "I take it these are the former pack members you have spoken about?"

"Down JARV. We need to send them back in one piece." Stiles said as they rose up towards the top. "I want you to play nice for now."

"Affirmitive Agent Stilinski." The pack stared at Stiles, surprised at how much authority he had. It couldn't all be from being the Alpha's Mate.

"Good. Now what's the status of the Avengers?"

"They're planning on roasting the pack behind you once they come into the main living room." JARVIS said. "I should warn you that Dr. Banner is looking a few shades of green."

Stiles cursed under his breath. "Well this will be fun. Let's see how well their listening skills are today. Where is Agent Coulson?"

"Not in the tower presently."

"Of course not." Stiles stood up straighter as the elevator started slowing down. "Stay behind me until I know none of you are going to be thrown out a window, or hit with Hulk or Mjolnir."

The pack shuffled in spot, a little nervous about facing down the Avengers. "Iron Man didn't seem that angry with us." Issac spoke up.

"That's because he had the mask on, you all were falling, and he had to think things over." Stiles said as the doors opened. "Alright stand down Avengers. We don't need to toss Teens out of the tower. Bad for the PR."

The Avengers stood together, Natasha and Clint in the front. "If these are the same men and women who hurt you before, they do not deserve to be treated as guest." Thor said, holding Mjolnir with a tight, battle ready grip.

"I get to be the judge of that, and I say they do. Currently, they're part of a SHIELD operation to discover why false information about a level seven was allowed into the files." Stiles said, making everything sound professional. "Because of that, and their connection to me, they are to stay here and be treated as guests. Am I understood?"

Natasha was levelling them all with one of her death glares, making Alison and Lydia uncomfortable, and the wolves uneasy.

"Natasha, you are not allowed to terrorize them." Stiles looked at Clint. "Neither are you. I appreciate the protection, but I got this. If I do need help, I'll let you have your fun then."

"I don't like this Stiles." Clint said, playing with a fetching on a nocked arrow.

"Not asking you to. Just play nicely. Show them up if you want, but no physical confrontations, or verbal fighting."

"Did he always have the ability to use big words?" Jackson quietly asked the others.

Stiles stepped in front of him when Bruce glared furiously with green eyes. "Stark, take him to the lab." Stiles did not want to get into a fight with the Hulk. He didn't have any weak points, and would just shrug off any of the tricks he would use on werewolves.

Once Tony lead Bruce away, Stiles turned to the pack. "I would just mostly keep my mouth shut if I were you guys. These men and woman eat danger for breakfast, sometimes snack and lunch if the science brothers get going too much. They can take you guys down, and a few have no problem hurting a teenager if they felt that he or she really did deserve it."

"Captain America would do that?" Scott scoffed.

"No, but our assassins or Norse God would. Hulk just likes smashing." Stiles replied. "Now let's show you guys your rooms. JARVIS will always be on call, so just howl if you need something."

The team watched Stiles lead the pack away, glaring at them all. "Can I add something?"

Stiles turned to Tony. "I'm not telling them where my room is, and JARVIS will keep them out, so no, you don't have to add the fact that Derek isn't allowed to corner me and try to get me to return to Beacon Hills. Besides, I don't want to return anyway."

The teens all looked upset at the words the young Agent spoke. Most, anyway. "Geez Stiles, do you have to be such a dick?" Jackson asked, getting glares from almost everyone in the room. "We're trying to apologize to you, but you just keep ignoring everything. If I knew this is what would happen, I probably would have stayed back."

Stiles turned and slowly smiled. "Do you know who you're talking to?"

"The spastic idiot that ran away because he didn't have all the attention on him?" Jackson asked.

Stiles chuckled. "Alright, you think that I'm still the same Stiles that you knew before?" He looked at the Avengers. "Captain, can you and the team go set up the training room? I think it'll be good to show them exactly how being here has been better for me, and why I won't allow them to drag me back to Beacon Hills. Let's see who will win between a SHIELD agent and a werewolf."

So here we go people! Stiles is setting up a fight between him and Jackson! But will that be all that happens?

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