A Baby? | Avengers. · Y/n story by @Keira005

The Avengers Compound hummed with its usual mid-morning rhythm. The clatter of weights in the gym, the distant whir of Friday's diagnostics, the low murmur of a game playing on the common room television.

Tony Stark

Alright, who's turn is it to get lunch? I'm not doing it again after Steve ate my leftover Thai last night.

Steve Rogers

It was going bad.

Bucky Barnes

from the kitchen, quiet It was fine yesterday.

Then a sound cut through the noise. Faint at first, easy to mistake for a bird outside or a creaking pipe.

Clint Barton

pauses mid-chew Did... did someone bring a kid in?

Natasha Romanoff

looks up from her tablet Not that I'm aware of.

The cry came again. Louder. More insistent. It was coming from upstairs.

Tony Stark

frowns, already standing Friday, is Y/n in their quarters?

Friday

Agent Y/n's biometrics are reading as... atypical, sir.

Sam Wilson

sets down his coffee Atypical how?

Another wail. This one was unmistakable. A baby, distressed and hungry and right behind your door.