Rosalind Stark

Personal Author's Note: (Not Vital to Story)

I'm writing this for two main reasons. One this story idea has been in my head since I got sick back in August, and two, I'm fighting off a bit of depression about the Marvel/Avengers Universe right now. I just keep thinking about how in ten or fifteen years they will remake Iron Man, and RDJ won't be Tony Stark. This make me want to cry a little bit. So this is my distraction. Hope you all enjoy my story. It's my first Avengers story.

Disclaimer: I do not own Marvel or any characters or variations of Marvel/Avengers. I only own my OCs.

Alternate Universe Setup: (Important to read!/Vital to Understanding!)

The story is set after the first Avengers movie, at most a year after the New York incident. Ignores the movies following the Avengers, except Spider-Man Homecoming. All the original six Avengers plus Loki live in the tower at least part time. Loki is part of team now as part of his punishment.

Tony is working with Peter Parker, sort of a pet project. Spider-Man has helped the Avengers out, but they don't know who he is or that Tony is helping him. Well Natasha has a feeling. Basically everything happened that happened in Spider-Man Homecoming, but switch him saving the plane in the move to just a shipment of Avengers weapons and tech. Tony is at the emotional level that he is at in Spider-Man Homecoming, but few people get to see it. The team still seems him as the classic genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist.

I chose this AU design because I like Javis more than Friday, and I didn't think I was up for writing about the whole extended team. Also, I read a fic where Aunt May occupation was a nurse, and I thought it made sense for her odd hours and caring treatment of Peter. So I am going with her being a part time Nurse.

Pairings:

Tony/Pepper

Thor/Jane

(I am planning on there being a note on pairings at the end of the second chapter)

Chapter One: The Science Fair

A convention center is filled with children under the age of ten showing off their science projects. Peter is wearing his yellow blazer walking with Ned. The academic team had been volunteered by Mr Harrington to help out with the fair. This was not an average fair. These children were prodigies from across the United States. Across the center, Jane and Thor were looking at each child's project. Jane was asked to be a guest judge, and Thor had chosen to take along.

Thor could be heard from the other side of the center yelling about how extraordinary everything was. "Have you met Thor?" Ned asked walking with Peter.

"Not really, I've helped out during a couple battles he was at, but I've never met him met him," explained Peter trying not to smile. Michelle headed over to them.

"The parents here are over bearing," she observed in her usual tone.

"They can't be that bad. They just all think their kids are the best," smiled Peter.

"Yeah, let's go socialize," Ned led the way to another table.

They watched as a little boy talked about how styrofoam recycling can be done with limonene. His father was mouthing the words to him. Michelle threw a look to Peter and Ned.

"Where are you from?" asked Peter hoping to end the rehearsed conversation.

"Nevada," he answered smiling broadly.

"Cool," Peter smiled. Michelle pulled the two boys off to see another project.

They headed over to a new table. "Hi, I'm Peter Parker what's your name?" Peter introduced himself to the curly haired little girl. She was setting up what looked like a small little robot.

"My name is Rosalind Maria," she answered with a smile.

"Rozz, I think Parker is his last name," commented the mother glancing up from her book.

"Well that's dumb," she went back to setting up her things. Michelle let out a monotone laugh at her comment. They watched as the robots walked about.

"This is great. Did your mom help you?" Ned asked poking at the tiny bots.

"No, Mommy's bad with tech," snickered the girl pushing her long springy curls out of her face.

"I bring down one university wide system, and suddenly I'm bad at tech," grumbled the mother. She had strawberry blonde hair leaning more toward red. Peter couldn't shake that she looked familiar.

"Do you want to work for Stark industries? Cause Peter here has an internship there," Ned nudged his friend. Peter was confused till he saw the Stark Industries logo in the corner of her tri fold display, but it was in green and pink glitter with puffballs littered around it.

"No, it's my last name," the little girl rolled her eyes at Ned.

"Ned, you're sounding like a bigger loser than usual," Michelle gave him the usual look.

A boom sounded from across the center. Screams could be heard everywhere. Peter grabbed his bag ready to suit up to be Spider-Man, but his arm was grabbed and pulled back by Michelle. "Peter are you a moron?" her tone was almost angry as she pulled him and Ned under a table. The little girl and her mother were also under the adjoining table.

Thor's shouts of "Doom you are not welcome here!" could be heard as the two battled.

xxXXxx

"Doom has no time for you," announced Doctor Doom sending a swarm of doom bots after Thor. He proceeded through the center lifting tables terrifying children as though he was looking for something.

Thor was making quick work of the doom bots, but he was causing large amounts of damage to the building as well.

xxXXxx

The ceiling was shaking and pieces of doom bots were flying everywhere.

"I wish daddy was here," muttered the little girl. She was now huddled between. Ned and Michelle. Peter and her mother were closer to edges of the table. Peter was watching for an opportunity to slip away. Thor could use his help.

Peter saw the opening and ran. "Watch her," ordered the mother rushing after Peter. A piece of a doom bot was about to hit Peter when she knocked him out of the way. The woman was pinned under the bot pieces and some rubble. He was able to move everything with ease. She was unconscious but breathing.

Thor had caused Doom enough damage that he retreated.

Ambulances arrived tending to the wounded. They were taking the woman away, on a stretcher.

"What about her daughter?" called Peter, his friends following. He was now carrying the crying little girl.

"No father here?" asked one of the medics.

Peter looked to Rosalind for an answer. "No, it's just me and my mommy," she sobbed clinging to Peter.

"Then she can ride along," the man tried to take her from Peter, but she wouldn't let go.

"Peter go with her," ordered Michelle. The man motioned for the teenager to get in with the girl.

"What hospital are you going to? I'll meet you there," called Ned.

"New York Presbyterian," the man called back.

"My aunt works there," Peter told the man. He nodded. "Is she going to be okay?" he asked looking at the young woman who had still not regained consciousness.

"Not sure, she definitely has a few broken bones, but we wouldn't know more until we get her in," the man explained.

xxXXxx

"Peter!" called Ned rushing down the hall. The little girl was asleep in the chair next to Peter. "How's the mom?" he asked once he reached his friend.

"Aunt May is trying to find out now," replied Peter. May exited the room. "How is she?" the boys asked immediately.

"She has a broken wrist, a dislocated hip, and some scratches. The ones on her face needed a few stiches. She still hasn't regained consciousness, but they believe she should within a day or two," she explained glancing at the little girl. "She calmed down?" she asked moving to crouch down next to sleeping girl.

"Yeah, she fell asleep," Peter moved so Aunt May could have his seat.

"They called the fair and between Thor and Doom the records were destroyed, so all we have is the id card. It says her name is Vivian Ewart. Does she have one?" May asked trying to see if she was wearing one.

"I have it. She was playing with it," Peter handed her the id card. It read Rosalind Stark.

"Stark, could she be related to Tony?" she asked Peter and Ned.

"I don't know. I don't think Tony has any family left after parents died," answered Peter.

Ned made a face, "I don't know. She looks kind of like him. Maybe we should call him or Mr Happy."

"Ned there's no way there related," Peter looked at the girl again her hair was the same color as Tony's.

"Peter, I think you should call them. Since the paperwork from the conference is gone, we don't have any emergency contact information. The hospital will have to call social services if her mother doesn't wake up in the next few hours or a relative isn't found," explained May looking at the little girl.

"Yeah, what if she's like his third cousin or something," Ned chimed in.

"Okay, I'll call," Peter gave in.

xxXXxx

"Peter!" yelled Happy.

"Kid!" yelled Tony. They both called running down the hallway. "Are you okay?" Tony and Happy grabbed Peter and started looking him over for injury.

"I'm fine," assured Peter.

"Happy said you ended up at the hospital after the Doom attack. I knew I shouldn't have left Point Break to handle it," snapped Tony. He was dressed in his usual designer suit and sunglasses.

All the yelling woke Rosalind up. She sat up rubbing her eyes. She seemed sleepy until she saw Tony. "Daddy!" she exclaimed jumping up to grab Tony.

"Uh I think you have me confused with someone else," Tony worked to remove the little girl.

"Rosalind's your daughter!" Ned's mouth hung open.

"Rosalind?" he looked confused.

"Boss," Happy motioned toward her mother's room.

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