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Emersyn Stark. That was her name, a well known one at that. Emersyn was none other than the daughter of Tony Stark himself. And the second richest person on the planet - the first being her father.

Being a Stark, Emersyn was consistently targeted, which led to her living a sheltered life inside of the Avengers tower.

It was safe to say Emersyn didn't have much of a social life, let alone any friends her own age. This left Emersyn alone most days, with nothing to do but let her mind wander.

Except for the time she ran away and hijacked Loki and blackmailed him into taking her to Asgard for the week. Safe to say, Tony was not happy.

Now, at the ripe age of nineteen years old, she had about three thousand brand new death threats looming over her head, her father thought of the next best thing.

Send her to a small American town and let her fend for herself. For a genius, he wasn't the smartest guy around. 

"Dad, this is so unnecessary. And stupid! Okay, I can take care of myself. I- I can stay with Steve, or go see Bucky for a little while. Okay? These things will all blow over in a few months. Besides, isn't it safer for me to not be alone?" Emersyn asked desperately as she sat uncomfortably on her bed.

Tony, who stood across from her, leaning against her door frame, sighed. "I know you don't want to go, sweetheart. I don't want you to either. If it were safe, you'd never leave this building." He let out a soft breath as he moved to sit beside her, "Here me out on this one, okay? How about you go to Mystic Falls, stay there for a week and if you absolutely hate it, you can come back and we'll figure something else out?"

Emersyn frowned as she leaned her head against her father's shoulder, "I would feel safer with you, Dad."

His arm gently wrapped around her side, "I know, sweetheart. How would you feel if I sent one of the team with you? I'm sure they wouldn't mind. They love you."

She nodded after a moment of silence. "Can it be Steve? I'd miss making fun of him too much."

"Yeah, you can have Steve. He's probably the best choice too. Except he will make you do your homework and there will probably be a curfew–"

"Wait! I changed my mind. I pick Bucky! Or Nat– anyone else, Dad–"

"Nope," he grinned widely, "You made your choice, kid. You're stuck with the ice pop."

Emersyn groaned loudly while Tony laughed. "Come on, better get packing."

— — —

Emersyn was slumped against Steve Roger's shoulder in a quinjet no more than three hours later. The blonde man had already been prepared for the trip and had already been on his way to the tower before Tony had even spoken to the teenager.

He shrugged his shoulders gently in an attempt to wake up the sleeping teen. Groaning, Emersyn buried her face in his shoulder even more. "Stop fucking moving, old man."

"Language," Steve spoke, grinning slightly as he continued to wiggle his shoulder, annoying Emersyn to no end before she succumbed to the feeling of being awake and sat up. "What?"

"We're landing soon," he informed her as he rolled his shoulders that slightly ached from being laid on for such a long period of time.

Emersyn nodded as she looked at him weirdly, "What are you doing?"

"My shoulders hurt. You have a bony head–"

Quiet giggles sounded from across the quinjet causing both Steve and Emersyn to look at each other warily. Getting up slowly, Steve pushed Emersyn behind his back as he grabbed his shield and walked towards the noise.

"Who's there?" He asked, his voice strong as he continued to keep a strong hold on Emersyn.

"Ah, calm down, punk," the voice sounded once more as the person rustled around before appearing from under the floor.

"Bucky?" Steve asked, surprised as he slowly let go of Emersyn, knowing she was safe.

The brunette man grinned as he pulled both Steve and Emersyn into a bear hug, the latter choking for air from his strength. "Ugh, Bucky–" she coughed, "You're fucking killing me!"

The man's smile widened as he held her even tighter.

"You–" she coughed, "Dick."

Steve winced at the use of provocative language which caused Bucky to instantly let go of the two before he and Emersyn started to laugh at the man.

"Stop laughing or I'll wash your mouths with soap," he warned, causing them to laugh even harder.

— — —

Walking out of the quinjet, Emersyn giggled while Bucky gagged at the taste of soap behind his teeth. "I can't believe he did that," Bucky groaned as they trudged through a field, Steve long ahead of them, carrying the majority of their bags.

The teenage girl smiled, "I'm used to it. My dad used to shove soap bars in my mouth all the time to get me to shut up. I used to eat them and he'd get so pissed off."

Bucky's steps slowed as he turned to look at her. "Are you okay, Emersyn? Like..." he held his hand up to his chest, "Physically? You know, your intestines and stuff?"

She shrugged as she kept walking, "I think I'm fine. I just really like dove sensitive skin soap."

"Steve! This fucking kid is insane!" Bucky yelled with a frightened look in his eyes as he began to walk a little faster only for Emersyn to jump on his back, hindering his movements and knocking him to the ground.

With mud covering his face, Bucky looked up annoyed. "I'm gonna kill you, Emersyn!"

Quickly moving to stand, Emersyn took off in a sprint towards Steve. "Rogers! The Winter Soldier's back–" before she could finish her warning, she was tripped and her face met the same fate as Bucky's.

Now covered in mud, Bucky held her to the ground with his boot. Groaning, she turned her head to stare up at him. "I hate you."

He laughed, "I hate you more."

"Bucky! What the hell are you doing? We're supposed to be protecting Emersyn, not killing her!" Steve yelled as he ran towards them and helped Emersyn stand. "You both are a mess," he muttered as he grabbed one of Bucky's shirts and handed it to Emersyn, "Wipe your face, kid. You look like you're about to go to war."

"Don't give her any ideas, punk," Bucky spoke, only for his muddy shirt to be thrown at his face. "Ow."

"It's gonna get dark soon. We better get out of this field before then so stop fighting and follow me."

"Yes, dad," Emersyn and Bucky spoke in childish voices as they began to walk after the blonde, not stopping the constant shoving or bumping shoulders as they walked.

— — —

The apartment Tony had promised ended up being more of a house, but really, who was surprised? It was located just out of town, far away from any prying eyes of the nosy townsfolk, a thing that all three avengers were happy about.

Flopping on her queen size bed, Emersyn pulled a blanket over her body and huffed. She was bored already. Staring at her ceiling, she watched as the fairy lights Tony had put in sparkled and smiled slightly. It was just like her room at home, just a lot smaller and you couldn't hear the avengers fighting the next floor up.

Hearing a knock sound from her door, she sat up only for her eyes to meet Steve's. "Hey, Steve," she greeted tiredly, unable to form a sarcastic comment on the way he was standing.

"Hey, kid," he smiled at the lack of sarcasm in her voice. "Did Tony get a chance to tell you anything about what's gonna go on here?"

She shook her head. "Not much. Just that I need to go by a different name. I was thinking Candy. What do you think?"

"Sounds like a stripper name," Bucky cut in as he ran into the room and jumped on her bed before sitting beside her.

She rolled her eyes, "Do you have a better one?"

"Of course I do. Your new name is... Agnus McUgly."

Her fist smacked against his non-metal shoulder earning a pained grunt from the man.

"Oh, stop it, you two. You're acting like children–"

Emersyn held up her hand innocently, "I actually am a child. The jackass next to me, however, is 100 years old."

Steve sighed, "Stop talking. Both of you. Emersyn, your new name is Max Lee. You are seventeen and a student at the local highschool here. You are going to get a job and act as though you are just a normal new kid in town. You are the daughter of Bucky, who is going to go by James Lee. Sounds alright?"

Emersyn nodded, "What about you?"

"I'm your Uncle."

"You look nothing like me though."

"That's why I'm your uncle."

"But you look nothing like me. Shouldn't you just be some random homeless guy Bucky and I adopted?"

"No, Emersyn. I am your uncle and you are going to like it. Are we clear?"

The two brunettes rolled their eyes at the man before nodding after the angry look they received. "Yes, Steve," they answered simultaneously.

"No," Steve said as he held his hips.

Emersyn sighed, "Yes, Uncle Steve..." She glanced at her lap as she twisted one of her rings before whispering, "You fucking asshole."

"What was that?"

"Nothing! I said nothing. You know, I better go to bed. I have to enroll for school tomorrow. You two should probably fuck off or I'll have to call CPP on you for lurking in a childs bedroom."

What do we think? I thought you guys might like another crossover so here you go :)