New Avengers Tower

[worthallthis]

The press meeting takes way too long. Then they're all taken to a hospital, because most of them are injured in some way. Then Mel takes them back to that stupid tower. Avengers Tower. Watchtower. New Avengers Tower. Nobody knows what they're calling it.

They get a tour, even though they're exhausted and grouchy, and even though half the tower is clearly in some state of construction and clearly not ready to be shown off. The labs are complete, hastily so, but none of them are going to be going anywhere near those. The rooftop bar is still in shambles, and none of them want to linger there. The kitchen and restaurant-like eating areas spiraled out around it seem intact, and well-stocked, at least.

They each have their own floor. Stark had originally made a whole floor for each of his superhero buddies, which hadn't really been renovated at all even in the multiple years the Avengers had been toast, so now they're the cleanest and least disturbed of the whole tower.

Bucky gets Steve's, Walker gets Thor's, Ava gets Clint's.

Yelena gets the one meant for Natasha. Of course.

And Bob gets Banner's, with its combination of calming decor and Hulk-proof walls.

Then they're left alone to "rest" with the promise that Mel and Valentina will be in touch over the next few days, which sounds more like a threat than anything else.

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[musicdied]

Yelena pulls her phone out, popping a browser open to look for likely options.

"I am going to get two," she decides. "Then we can mix and match. And there will be extra if anyone tracks us down, so they can't complain."

[makingitworse]

"I feel like I could eat a whole pizza," Bob warns, which is an exaggeration, he could most likely just get through half of a large on his own, but still. He imagines the three large men in this building would eat even more than he will. "Maybe you should get three. And leave one of them out for everyone else and bring the other two in with us." There will be leftovers, but that's what breakfast is for.

[musicdied]

She looks up at him with a grin. "Leave one out as bait. I like the way you think, Bob. Three it is."

She finishes tapping in the order, and tucks the phone away again. "It'll be about 45 minutes. Want to see if everything is hooked up in the media room, or if we're going to need to fiddle with the wires?"

[makingitworse]

His smile back is shy but pleased. He did good! He had a good idea! He picks himself up from the couch, taking the tray so she doesn't have to. "Yeah, let's see. And then get lots of blankets and pillows and things." A little bit bolder, and obviously trying to be so, he adds, "I'm holding you to that blanket fort idea of yours."

[musicdied]

"Of course," she says, forcing her expression solemn, though there's warmth in the faint crinkle at the corners of her eyes. "It was a very serious idea. I would not joke about that."

She pushes herself up to her feet, a little bit stiffly, and rolls one shoulder. "All right. Let's see how many times we get lost in this place."