" Two are better than one, because they have a good reward for their toil. For if they fall, one will lift up his fellow. But woe to him who is alone when he falls and has not another to lift him up! Again, if two lie together, they keep warm, but how can one keep warm alone? And though a man might prevail against one who is alone, two will withstand him-a threefold cord is not quickly broken."

- Ecclesiates 4:9-12 (ESV)

(The Next Day: Underground SHIELD Triskelion Building, Washington DC, USA: 5:00 PM)

Spent working with the holographic documents, Amnon finished copying and typing all the articles and files from the past. His immediate elderly supervisor with a bright arc reactor sat beside him and intently read his input and output. Elder Stark gave his subordinate a sincere smile and thumbs-up.

" Good job for today, Boy Scout, " Stark happily commented. " I just saw your progress these days, not  bad a for fast learner like you. "

" Thank you, sir, " the pink Kree smiled and chuckled.

" Tell me, that mission last night was your inspiration? "

" Yeah, taking so much time to deal with that indestruc and learning... "

" Let me guess, your mommy is getting married? " Stark snapped his fingers and intently smirked.

" W-wait, h-how did you know?! " Amnon gasped to his surprise.

" I got all my sources whether AI and actual people. I'm glad she has finally found her true love. "

Amnon sighed in relief and remembered in the past several days, noticing his parents had been in-love. He was about to tell his boss and retired Avenger, composing his thoughts for a while before disclosing it. The pink Kree was ready to speak-up, but he got interrupted when an AI sensor detected a visitor. Elder Stark entered another gaunty senior citizen who happened to be a shades of grey and scarlet locks. Amnon recognized the old man whom he had met last night. The two seemed to be talking when the pink Kree had finished his shift and turned off the holographic computers.

" Hey, Boy Scout! " the elderly brunette called the Kree and signalled him. " I would like to meet you a friend of mine. This is Jack Redfield. Jack, this is Amnon Danvers-Montmartre, my trainee and subordinate. "

" I've seen this young man from last night along with the Kree Eternal, Stark, " Elder Redfield replied. " He's a good marksman and back-up fighter. He reminds me more of his mother in her younger years.

" Really, sir? " Amnon blushed to his embarassment and nervously laughed. " I don't have powers, yet. Mr. Redfield. "

" Heh, you'll figure out these days that you're gonna be just like her, " the elderly scarlet haired man joked and laughed, gently patting the young man's back. " You could have met my daughter. She's in Uptown New York and a fighter like you! She's the same age as you. "

Amnon blushed hard and slightly smiled when Stark gently elbowed the blonde pink Kree. He was laughing and scratching his head.

" My mind I ask her name? " he curiously asked.

" You're a bit curious, eh? " Redfield smirked and crossed his arms.

" Amnon, are you sure that you're ready for this? " Stark asked and scoffed.

" I made a serious relationship in two women for a couple of years in this Kree-Lizard invasion. "

The retired Avenger cocked his eyebrows, intently grinned at him, and asked, " Are you trying to be like me, Montmartre? "

" No, no, no, Mr. Stark! " Amnon raised his voice and found his boss too ridiculous. " Let me explain..."

" I'm just kidding here, Boy Scout! " Stark loudly laughed.

" Iron Man is musing and fooling you, kid! " Redfield chuckled and changed his topic. " I heard your mother is getting married soon! "

" Right, they're doing some wedding plans recently, " the Kree answered and smiled. " And I was chosen to be their best man on the wedding. I hope you guys are invited. "

" With that, I'm gonna give you a day off, " Stark suggested and smiled. " You need some time with your mom and old man to witness their loving union. "

Amnon curiously raised his eyebrows and scratched his chin. He had days-off back in the MTF Paris, but mostly he did some self-study and research, attended at the group therapy sessions, worked with the household chores, and spent a lot of time with his parents. This time, he would have a day-off and celebrate his father and mother's marital union anytime this week.

" What's the matter, Amnon? " Stark called his blonde subordinate's attention and asked. " Did the cat get your tongue? "

" No, Mr. Stark, " the pink Kree dryly chuckled. " I'd just never heard from anyone that I'm gonna have a day-off to witness and celebrate for the wedding. I've never heard of that before. "

" I take it, this is your first time to have a celebration? "

" Yes, sir. "

" Go on, Boy Scout. Enjoy! " Stark sincerely smiled and gently patted his subordinate's back. " I'll be there on that day and also witness your mother marrying her most important and cherished man in her life. "

" Sure, thanks. I hope you guys can come. "

Redfield happily scoffed, " Congratulations, Kid. You'll see your parents tie the knot! "

" My parents?! " Amnon curiously repeated the word.

" Cheeses cripes, Amnon. Isn't it obvious? Anyways, see ya later! "

The elderly member of the Rebel Forces left the room when Amnon remained thinking and crossed his eyebrows. Stark was cheerfully whistling a tune to amuse himself.

(Seven Days Later)

Just within the central hub of the underground Triskelion building, the rest of the Rebel Forces and the MTF Troopers came to witness the marital union of the Kree Eternal and the retired Avenger. Amnon sat beside his friend Allen Stroud. Then, his girlfriend, Karena Lesproux and Skoúro Valour remained sitting in the bridesmaid bench. Carol was wearing a long sleeved white gown as her blue skinned groom donned a dark coat and pants. Just underneath his suit, he had a royal blue necktie and a prussian blue vest.

In between them, Elder Steve Rogers held a book, finished his statement, and took a glass of water to drink. The two had done exchanging their rings and declaring their love for each other. Methu-Selah held his bride's hands as Carol sincerely smiled at him.

" Even in your twilight years, make your relationship work will take love. Continue to date each other. Take time to show each other that your love and marriage grows stronger with time despite these prolonged hardships, " the centenarian officiant continued and looked at the couple. " It will take trust to know that in your hearts, you truly want what is best for each other. It will take dedication to stay open to one another-and to learn and grow together. It will take loyalty to go forward together, without knowing exactly what the future brings. And it will take commitment to hold true to the journey you have both pledged today. "

Amnon looked and sincerely smiled at his parents when he witnessed their union of love. The young Kree had awaited for it and felt pleased at them, reaching this state even in their old age.

" And now by the power vested in me by the Rebel Forces and the MTF Troopers, it is my honor and delight to declare you married. Go forth and live each day to the fullest. You may seal this declaration with a kiss, " Rogers declared.

Methu-Selah gently cupped his bride's smooth and soft pinkish face. He had waited for centuries to a millenium and found his beloved throughout the cosmos. The ancient blue Kree passionately placed his lips to his bride as Carol sweetly surrendered and got captivated by his kiss. She placed her arms around him. Finally, she found the right man for her and understood that his time was fleeting. She lost Colonel James Rhodes and Agent Tim Hughes of S.H.I.E.L.D.. In those tumultous and skirmish years, the doors had closed, but she waited for an open window and fell in-love with an ancient space alien who spent yesterdays in disguises.

Elder Steve Rogers was pleased to see the new spouses and spoke, " I now pronounce you, husband and wife. Congratulations and best wishes, Mr. Jean Meir Montmartre and Mrs. Carol Susan Jane Danvers-Montmartre. "

" Thank you for making it happen, " the elderly half-Kree woman smiled and touched her blue skinned husband. " Even your time is running out. "

" We are really fated together, Car-Ell, " Methu-Selah replied to his wife. " In my remaining days, my love for you remains eternally constant. "

The newly spouses passionately kissed each other. Everyone applauded and rejoiced for this wonderful matrimony. Amnon widened his smile and joyfully clapped his hands, seeing his parents becoming deeply in-love. Moments later, the whole reception hall turned out to be a party. There was a long buffet table of food and drinks. The wedding celebration had broken the place's gloomy atmosphere. A liveband performed some upbeat jazz music. Amnon spent eating and talking to his friends Allen and Karena and checked his parents which they were talking to Skoúro.

" Congratulations, you two, " she cheerfully greeted the newly weds. " I'm glad that you two decided to tie the knot despite the skirmish. "

" Thank you, Ms. Valour, " the Kree Eternal smiled and replied at her as he was placing his arms to his wife.

" We waited and reached at this stage, " Carol added. " Thanks to you. "

" It was nothing! " the dark angel chuckled.

" How about your friend, Kai Izalieth? " Methu-Selah asked. " Is he going to catch-up into this celebration? "

" I'm afraid, he's not coming. You know? He's busy leading and raiding with the MTF Troopers, " Skoúro sighed and then slightly smiled. " Anyways, I'm here on his behalf as he sends you best wishes. "

" Tell him, thank you, " the elderly half-Kree reminded.

" Sure, I will, " she nodded and changed the topic. " Oh, are you two going on a vacation after this? "

" You mean honeymoon? "

" Yeah, yeah. Perhaps, Kai and I will suggest you where to go. "

" After this prolonged invasion, we will consider going elsewhere, " the Kree Eternal answered and turned to his wife, giving him a suggestive look. " What do you think, my Starling? "

Carol felt pleased with idea and understood what her spouse meant. She replied, " I guess I know where to spend when this onslaught is over. "

" I hope you guys will enjoy your honeymoon, very soon, " Skoúro smiled back and thought of getting a dessert. " I'll be right back. "

The dark angel had headed to the buffet table and took a slice of cake. Just then, two men from the Foundation's MTF troopers approached the spouses. Methu-Selah and Carol recognized them and smiled.

" We would like to congratulate you in your next journey, Old Methu and Mrs. Montmartre, " Commander Roosevelt politely greeted. " If I get your other Earth name correctly, it's Jean Meir Montmartre, Am I right? "

" Well, that's my other persona in the Foundation, before you met my Kree-Faunus one, Methuselah Belladonna back in Ethiopia, " Methu-Selah replied. " Anyway, it's a long story to disclose. "

Lord Hood and Roosevelt exchanged glances and cocked their eyebrows. They looked baffled from what they had heard from the ancient blue Kree. Carol turned to her husband and knew of what he had meant.

" That's pretty interesting to hear, " Lord Hood spoke. " Yet, we are puzzled of you using different personas or aliases. "

" I have other means why I made them. I hope you have understood, gentlemen , " the Kree Eternal seriously replied and raised his wine glass, smiling . " Anyways, cheers. "

" Sure, " Roosevelt nodded back.

" Let's just make it a lighter mood, " Carol suggested. " Besides, it's our wedding day. "

" Sure, my starling. "

" Right, " Lord Hood nodded no furiously.

After talking the two MTF Officials, Elder Tony Stark approached the newly wedded spouses and held a glass of champagne. He took a sip and smirked at the two, gesturing them a toast. Methu-Selah and Carol carefully bumped their glasses with him.

" Glad, you two got married, " the retired brunette Avenger commented. " You two are meant for each other. "

" Thanks, Tony, " Carol answered with a smile. " It's been years that I have waited and found the right guy for me. I wished I have met him before the invasion happened. "

" Well, you don't need to regret and revisit those times, Carol. You found him, " Stark shrugged and looked at Amnon talking to Allen, Karena, and Elder Jack Redfield. " I take it, Amnon doesn't know about his real father. "

" Mr. Stark, I'm still finding the right time to tell him, " the ancient blue Kree replied anxiously. " But I have predicted that he would disown me. "

" Disown you? " the elderly man with an arc reactor raised his voice and chuckled. " Na-uh, I don't even think so. Why can't you tell him, now? Besides, you're his real father. Carol can also support with that. "

" He wishes to do that, Tony, " the elderly half-Kree woman responded. " He's considering the right time. "

" I respect your decision, but that Boy Scout deserves the truth from both of you, " he smirked and raised his wine glass. " See ya around! "

Allen and Karena left Amnon with the scarlet haired elder. They approached the other couple and gave them a warm and friendly handshake.

" Congratulations to the old crazy blue cat and the old grumpy lady! " the dark haired mercenary joked and greeted. " Now, you found your love and happiness among each other. I truly support your upbringing to your chatty son. "

" Really, Allen? " Carol chuckled at her male friend's joke.

" Yeah, you deserve this, Mrs. Montmartre. You found a real family. "

" I agree on him, " Karena smiled and nodded. " It's your chance to establish your new life until this invasion is over. Who knows? We are next in line to settle down and having our own family. "

" Merci beaucoup, mademoiselle Lesproux, " Methu-Selah smiled back at her and said. " We are looking forward for your matrimony too. "

" Oh, right..." Karena blushed hard and looked at Allen.

" It looks like Cupid Sr. approves our special union soon, " the dark haired mercenary chuckled and turned to the Kree Eternal. " I'm glad you have tied the knot first, before us. "

" It's part of my bucketlist here on Earth, " he smiled and gently pecked his wife's cheeks.

" Methie, you naughty Kree-Frenchman! " Carol softly laughed.

" Je fais juste ma vie au maximum, mon amour! (I'm just making my life into the fullest, my love!) " the ancient blue man in a suit flirtingly spoke.

" Compréhensible! (Understandable!) " she responded with a kiss on her husband's cheek.

Amnon smiled and watched his parents from a distance after talking with Elders Stark, Rogers, and Redfield. Allen noticed him and glanced at the newly wedded couple.

" I think your kid wants to talk to you, " he reminded them.

" Oh, the family photo shoot! " Carol snapped her finger and looked at her husband. " Methie, we're done taking for our wedding pics with Stark's photographer drones, right? "

" Of course, " the Kree Eternal nodded. " We never have a family picture together. How about Eumeralla? "

" She's back home in Australia, " she sadly sighed. " Perhaps, we can visit her soon and take a photo together. "

" Right. "

" Methie, I think we need someone who could take pictures for us. "

" I know who, " the Kree Eternal smiled and turned to Skoùro who was talking to the other wedding guests. Then, he approached her, " Sorry to disturb you, Ms. Valour. Would you mind taking a family photo? "

The dark angel nodded and turned to the people whom she had conversed, " Will you excuse us for a second? "

They agreed and watched her and the newly weds left. Skoúro took out her device to take them a picture and noticed Amnon wasn't included. The newly weds noticed her sudden hesitation.

" Oh, no! I forgot to take, Amnon with you! " she sighed in dismay.

" Skoúro, he's over there, " Carol pointed her son from a distance as the well-dressed pink Kree kept moving his head around.

" Right, thank you. Just a sec, " she obediently nodded and rushed.

The dark angel made sure that her wings would not be a hindrance to anyone else. Suddenly, her wings accidentally pushed an elderly man with shades of brown and grey, almost falling down. Amnon rushed and carried him into safety.

" Cheese, young lady! You made me fall down! " he retorted. " Watch your steps, next time. "

" I'm sorry, sir..." Skoúro humbly bowed and sighed.

" Skoúro, it's okay. I have him, " Amnon assured her and aided the old man to stand up. " There, you go sir. "

" Thank ya, kid, " he sighed in relief, smiled, and introduced himself to the two. " I'm Rick Jones, by the way. I used to be working for my boss, the late Maria Hill. "

" Rick Jones? " Skoúro curiously repeated the old man's name. " You're one of the..."

" Elders of the Rebel Forces, yes. Former SHIELD Agent, " Jones added. " I heard about the Foundation before. They used to be our hitlist, but now they're resisting along with us against those Kreepers and the Lizards. "

" I'm glad you have known about it, " the dark angel smiled.

" Yeah, times are still troubling, young lady. I hope this will end soon. "

" Wait, I think I have heard of you from my late cousin, Mar-Vell, " Amnon said and remembered of Mar-Vell mentioning his young friend in the past. " You must be his friend, I take it? "

" You're Marv's younger cousin aside from Carol's son! " Jones exclaimed in surprise and laughed. " Man, I didn't know! Oh, boy. I think we have a lot to talk about, kid. "

Skoúro widened her eyes in shock and looked at Amnon when she heard the two mentioning the late Captain Mar-Vell. She remembered Kai disclosing of Amnon's whereabouts and saw the picture of a drunk and homeless Kree man talking to a Kree-SCP 682 hybrid. Then, she also read of Methu-Selah's confidential files and letters which she noticed Mar-Vell's name being written on them.

" Amnon is also related to that deceased Kree warrior? " she curiously thought and watched the two men conversing. " Could it be Old Methu-Selah has an extended family from his old home? Yet, I wonder..."

" Yeah...it's a long story to tell, Mr. Jones..." the pink Kree nervously chuckled. " Maybe, we should talk this over next time. "

" Of course, Kid. Sure. "

" Amnon, I guess your mom and your old man is waiting for you, " the dark angel reminded her Kree friend. " I'll be taking your family photo. "

" Oh, that's what I have been waiting for! " Amnon snapped his fingers. " Sorry, Skoúro. I easily got carried away talking to him. "

" No worries, Amnon. "

" Oh, cheese! I'm sorry to bother ya, kids! " Jones sighed to his embarrassment. " I think I'm a load of trouble. "

" No, Rick. It's okay! " Skoúro sweetly smiled and chuckled. " It was nice talking to you! Thank you. "

" Thank you, Mr. Jones! " Amnon happily exclaimed.

" Sure. See ya, around! "

Finally, Amnon and Skoúro reunited with Carol and Methu-Selah. They were at the photo booth which the dark angel signalled them for this positions and kept finding a perfect angle. Carol comfortably sat down on the chair and gently placed her both hands on each side of her lap. Methu-Selah was standing in between Amnon and Carol. He placed his right hand on his son's shoulder and his left at the back of Carol's chair.

The dark angel took her device under a camera mode and signalled at them, " Everybody, smile...one...two...three! Cheese! "

Her device flashed in a couple of seconds. Just then, she saw their first family photo and smiled as she let them saw it. The three were in awe to look at it.

" Definitely, you three look gorgeous! " she cheerfully commented.

" Wow, this is so incredibly cool! " Amnon happily exclaimed. " I have never seen anything like it! "

" Thank you, Skoúro, " Carol said pleased. " That was wonderful! "

" You're welcome, Carol. "

" Indeed, it is. " Methu-Selah added and warmly smiled. " This really serves as a family memento. "

(Jack Redfield and Allen Stroud belong to Knightfall077)

(Skoúro Valour, Lord Hood, and Commander Roosevelt belong to FlashlightMan)