Living with the Avengers

"Good morning." Nick Fury, Director of SHIELD, welcomed the Avengers; Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Bruce Banner, Thor, Natasha Romanoff, and Clint Barton. "Last week Agents Benjamin Beckett, Denise Beckett, and Rebecca Combs were killed in action on a mission in an undisclosed location. It was not meant to be such a dangerous mission, but things got out of hand. But that is beside the point."

Tony Stark raised his hand, swiveling slightly in his chair on the SHIELD Helicarrier. "Excuse me, Director Fury, if you could tell me what the point is, I would really appreciate that. I have a meeting to attend."

Fury gave Tony a one-eyed glare. "I was getting there, Mr. Stark. If you could contain yourself for a moment."

"One more question." Tony redirected the hand in the air to point at two teenagers sitting in identical swiveling chairs across the long conference table. "Who are they?"

Fury didn't give response, only turned and slowly paced the length of the table. "The Becketts had one child, as did Rebecca. Their names are Carter Beckett and Laynie Combs, both age fifteen." He gestured to the teens, who both refused to look up from the ground.

Carter, who sat to the left, had long, brown hair, fair skin, and was on the taller side. As her head was down, the Avengers could not see a good portion of her face. However, Laynie was much more visible. Carter and her were bright contrasts, one with long brown hair and the other with boy-short, bright red hair.

"Agent Barton, Agent Romanoff, your mission is to keep a close eye on them until the state finds suitable guardians for them, and we ensure there will not be any problems as a consequence of their parents' last mission."

Tony threw his arm into the air again. "Where do we come in here?"

"They're going to stay at Stark Tower, and your efforts will all be needed in the care of these girls." Fury turned his attention to said girls, still dejectedly swiveling in their chairs. "Girls, meet the Avengers."