Natasha left Blonsky at a seaside base, she just stood there watching as they transported Blonsky onto the ship.

He was in a sealed chamber, completely bound and sedated.

Natasha figured her job was done, just as she was about to leave, she heard footsteps approaching her.

Turning her gaze in that direction, she saw a man with an eyepatch and a coat walking towards her.

"Crazy, isn't it?" Fury said, looking at Blonsky with a serious expression.

"It's not the craziest thing I've seen," Natasha replied with a shrug.

"I believe you," Fury nodded, living with Carol and Damian has surely shown him some incredible things.

"Times have changed, the world needs the Avengers more than ever," Fury said, looking at Natasha seriously. Blonsky would have been unstoppable, and no one could have stopped him except for Bruce and maybe Tony.

"I already told you I'll join your little group," Natasha said, rolling her eyes.

''By the way, I heard you fought with Maria'' said Natasha looking at Fury with a smile.

Fury's expression hardened at her words.

That's not something you should care about," Fury said expressionlessly.

Natasha just smiled slightly before she took one last look at the ship Blonsky was being transported on and decided to leave.

"Well, my job is done, See you," Natasha said before calling her ship to appear above them.

Natasha crouched slightly to gain momentum before jumping onto the ship and quickly flying home.

Fury looked at Natasha's ship with a hint of envy; it was truly stealthy and fast.

At the same time, he couldn't help but sigh. So many events in such a short time had him really on edge; he hoped there could be some peace.

...

Tony, who had finished talking with Ross, flew to Damian's house.

Since Bruce had defeated Blonsky, his presence wasn't really needed.

He quickly found the house, although he couldn't help but glance at the garden, which was clearly larger than before.

Since it was nighttime, the garden was dimly lit, so Tony landed directly before carefully walking to the door.

He was on high alert in case a certain cat attacked him and used him as a toy.

Sassy, who was in the darkness with Tyr, growled softly, indicating he should be nice.

Seeing that his new subordinate understood, Sassy quickly moved to a lamp post that softly illuminated the surroundings.

Tony, upon seeing Sassy, calmed down, assuming there wouldn't be an ambush, so he lifted his helmet and smiled, approaching her slowly, wanting to pet her.

A giant tiger was still something marvelous to Tony, especially Sassy, who seemed to have really clean and fluffy fur.

Sassy didn't move and allowed Tony to get closer. She almost had a sly smile as she watched Tyr approaching Tony as stealthily as possible.

When he was a few meters away, Tyr abandoned all stealth before leaping a few meters and biting Tony.

Tony was surprised to hear a metallic sound, and his vision blurred as he saw everything from the side.

Damian had, of course, noticed all of this and was just recording it while silently laughing.

Tony could only see a huge head full of scales, and inside, he wondered if Damian had now adopted a dragon.

"Damian, come on, this isn't funny!" Tony shouted at Damian. He could easily free himself, but not without harming whatever was biting him.

"Well, Tyr, that's enough," Damian said, approaching with a smile and turning on more streetlights, gently illuminating the entire yard.

Tyr let Tony go very carefully while looking at Sassy as if asking if he had done it right.

Tony got up with Damian's help before quickly looking back at what had bitten him.

Tony was surprised and took a step back to get a better look.

"A dinosaur? Seriously?" Tony asked in amazement.

"Ivy wanted one," Damian sighed.

"And who wouldn't?" Tony asked, looking at him.

"Come on, come inside," Damian said, rolling his eyes as he walked toward the house. Passing by Sassy, he stroked her ears a little and she rubbed her head against him before leaving her.

Sassy, seeing that the fun was over, decided to take her final nap of the day before going to sleep.

"Did you come for Bruce and Blonsky?" Damian asked as he entered the house with Tony.

Stolen novel; please report.

"Yes, it was just a backup, but in the end, I wasn't needed. I made the trip for nothing," Tony said, annoyed.

"Hello," Ana said, smiling faintly at Tony.

"Hello, Ana," Tony greeted her.

"How's Pepper?" Ana asked about Pepper's pregnancy.

"She's fine, only three months along, so apart from sudden cravings, everything's good," Tony said, chuckling slightly.

"Oh, hi, Tony," Ophelia said, entering the room upon hearing voices.

"Hello," Tony nodded with a smile.

"Are you staying for dinner?" asked Damian.

"No, it would be a bit uncomfortable for everyone with this armor. I'm working on something easier to take off and put on," Tony said, chuckling slightly.

"I just came to say hi and ask you to teleport me home," Tony said innocently, looking at Damian.

"I'm not an Uber," Damian said, looking at Tony speechless.

"I knew you wouldn't mind. Pepper's waiting for me, so I'd appreciate it," Tony nodded while laughing.

Damian just rolled his eyes before slapping Tony's back, making him disappear from the house.

"I heard Tony's voice?" Carol asked, entering the room.

"Yes, he just left," Ana said.

"Hmm," Carol nodded.

"Do you want to watch a funny video?" Damian asked, laughing as he pulled out his phone.

...

The next day,

Jane woke up and had breakfast as usual, just like every day.

But Darcy and Erik felt the atmosphere was tense, especially because of Jane's clear expression of annoyance.

After breakfast, Jane walked to her garden and leaned against a chair, put on some glasses, and started reading a book.

Or at least, that's what she wanted others to believe, as Darcy, who was watching her from the window, could see the book upside down.

Jane had stayed up late thinking that Thor would surely come to see her the next day. She hoped that maybe he could take her for a walk in Asgard; she was really curious about their culture. She deliberately woke up late so she wouldn't have to wait, and it turns out he didn't show up.

Jane couldn't say that she was in love with Thor; it was just an attraction they both felt, and Jane was interested in seeing where it could lead.

She felt annoyed and foolish waiting for him, although honestly, she didn't know if she was being dramatic.

In her mind, two days were enough to sort things out and come to see her or at least send her a message.

"Can gods send messages? Maybe through dreams?" Jane murmured, asking no one in particular.

Jane sighed, feeling irritated that her thoughts were scattered around a certain blonde. Finally, she decided to let whatever would happen, happen. He would show up someday.

And so, a year passed, and Thor didn't appear.

...

Fury was sleeping when he was awakened by a call on his phone.

Looking at the various phones on his bedside table, he saw the red one lighting up and ringing.

Fury became serious and quickly grabbed the phone before answering.

"This is Fury," he said, answering.

"Sir, they found the Valkyrie, the ship Captain America crashed in the Arctic," Coulson said over the phone.

"What happened is they found his body. A scientist says he might still be alive because they drilled a small hole and detected a faint heat signature," Coulson hesitated.

Fury immediately frowned upon hearing this because it had significant implications.

"Don't leave the body's side for a moment, and stay alert. I'll send Natasha," Fury said quickly before hanging up.

Natasha was always the best choice for these kinds of cases; she could get there very quickly and was his top agent when it came to fighting.

Fury quickly dialed her number before waiting for her to answer.

Glancing at the clock, he realized it was 3 AM, so he supposed she was asleep.

The phone rang for a while until Natasha answered with a sleepy voice.

"Fury? Did something happen?" Natasha asked in a low voice as she rubbed her eyes gently.

"Yes, I need you to go to the Arctic as fast as possible. Coulson will send you the coordinates," Fury said.

"Hm, they don't pay me enough," Natasha said, getting up and getting ready quickly.

Fury frowned in annoyance before hanging up upon hearing her response.

Natasha gave a final nostalgic look at the bed where Ophelia had taken advantage of her absence to cuddle with Damian.

Sighing, Natasha quickly headed down and took her ship, flying swiftly to the Arctic.

Coulson sent her the coordinates on the way, so she set the autopilot and tried to take a short nap.

Natasha woke up to the ship's alarm indicating that she had arrived, groaning in complaint. She activated her suit and put on a coat to camouflage it a bit. After opening the ship's door, Natasha jumped and landed near the camp.

Several agents immediately aimed their weapons at her as she approached.

"Halt, who are you?" the guard asked, pointing at her.

"SHIELD agent," Natasha said, showing her identification calmly.

"How did you get here?" the guard asked suspiciously, still pointing at her.

"Call Coulson," Natasha said, crossing her arms calmly.

The guard signaled his partner to bring Coulson.

The partner gave Natasha one last look before running inside and bringing Coulson.

Coulson arrived quickly and instructed them to lower their weapons when he saw Natasha. He quickly led her inside without wanting to leave the body alone.

Natasha entered a tent with a block of ice on a table, through the ice, a blond man in a blue suit and a red shield could be clearly seen.

"Wow, are you sure he's still alive?" Natasha asked, leaning her face against the ice.

"We believe so," Coulson said with clear excitement.

"Alright, let's start mobilizing him then," Natasha said, nodding.

"Good, take care of him; I'll go prepare everything," Coulson said, leaving the tent but giving one last look at the block of ice.

Natasha sat in a chair next to the block before putting her feet on the table and picking up one of the nearby files curiously.

There seemed to be several files about the ship they found, an inventory of weapons, and some bodies they found, although these clearly weren't alive.

Several minutes later, Coulson returned with a team of people who began preparing for transportation.

"Handle with care," Coulson said anxiously as he watched.

They quickly transported the block of ice outside, where a helicopter was waiting.

The hatch opened, and they placed the block inside, securing it to prevent too much movement.

Natasha and Coulson got on the helicopter and stayed in the back next to the block.

"If anything happens, make sure to secure the body," Coulson said seriously to Natasha.

They had suspicions of a possible attack; after all, the secret of the serum was in Steve's blood.

"Dramatic," Natasha said, looking at Coulson.

Natasha leaned back before putting her feet on the block of ice to Coulson's annoyance.

They had a long journey ahead, so Natasha took out her phone and started looking at memes. In the quiet plane, only Natasha's occasional soft laughter could be heard.

The journey took a couple of hours until they arrived in New York. Upon landing, they were immediately surrounded by several soldiers, with Fury at the front, who had come personally to assess the situation.

The hatch opened, and several soldiers entered before they began moving the block under Coulson's nervous gaze.

Fury stood to the side and looked at the block; he could see the legendary soldier encased in ice, identical to the photos he had seen.

They quickly took the body to a special SHIELD facility before sealing it.

Fury signaled Coulson and Natasha to follow the truck.

So, the three of them rode in a vehicle following the truck while preparing for any incident.

Fortunately, nothing happened, and they arrived at a secret SHIELD base without complications.

Several scientists quickly began to thaw the block of ice very slowly.

"This may take days, so I'll leave," Natasha said, looking at Fury.

"Alright, good job," Fury said, nodding toward Natasha.

"Take care of your boyfriend," Natasha said, playfully patting Coulson's shoulder before quickly leaving with a smile.

Natasha didn't want to appear in the news, so instead of calling her ship, she simply left the building and took a taxi home.