"Here you go kid," Tony holds out two tickets to me.

I look them over and my jaw drops all the way to China, "Are these Hamilton tickets?!"

"Uh yeah, Pepper said it was pretty popular or something," He nonchalantly shrugs

"Oh my-" I stop in utter awe. "I take back everything I've said about you, you are a beautiful person. I'm gonna go grab Dad."

He stops me, "Bruce is busy with an important project so Harley is going with you."

"I still can't believe I'm actually going to go see Hamilton!" My eyes narrow in suspicion. "What's the occasion?"

"Can't your rich uncle spoil you for no reason?"

"What did you do?" I ask accusingly.

He puts his hands up, "Nothing that can be proved in a court of law."

"You know what? I'm gonna take these, enjoy the show, and then I'll yell at you when I find out what you did. Cool? I'm gonna go get ready." I run off, leaving Tony scratching his head.

"I can't believe we just saw Hamilton!" I squeal as Harley and I walk down the street.

"I know, it was amazing! Mr. Stark is so nice for giving us those tickets," Harley comments.

I courtesy and sing, "My name is Angelica Schuyler."

He bows, "Alexander Hamilton."

"Where's your family from?"

"Unimportant there's a million things I haven't done, just you-" He accidentally bumps into a blind man with red circular glasses and a walking stick causing his groceries to fall down. "Oh! I'm so sorry sir, I didn't see you-"

He puts his hand up, "It's quite alright, I didn't see you either."

I kneel down and start to pick up his items, "Sorry, he's a clutz." I hand him his groceries. "I'm Emily."

"Matt Murdock," He introduces himself.

My expression falls blank and my heart starts to beat faster, he's on the list. Who is this guy?

"We don't have to go back for a while please, let us help you carry your stuff, " Harley the kind-hearted offers.

"I won't say no to that, " He replies.

Harley and I both share a load of groceries as we head over to Matt's apartment in Hell's Kitchen.

"So, you and your girlfriend just watched a show together?" He inquires.

Harley starts blushing furiously, "She's not-we're not- we aren't together."

I ignore his question and Harley's odd behavior, "Mr. Murdock, you're a lawyer, right?"

"Yes, I am," He confirms, "How'd you know?"

"I saw your business card in your pocket," I quickly lie, truth is that I already knew somehow. I saw his face and all this information came racing through my mind just like when I met Peter.

He looks at me oddly, almost as if he's studying me, "Do you live around here?"

"Yeah, you could say that," I reply, I catch a glimpse of his bruised knuckles. "You get in a lot of fights?"

He moves his hands from my view, "I take care of myself. Muggers usually view me as an easy target."

"That's cool, I'd like to learn to fight but to be honest I'm better with mechanics," Harley adds to our passive-aggressive interrogation.

"Here it is," He says as we stop in front of an apartment building. " I can take it from here."

I shake my head, "Well, we came this far, we might as well finish the job."

I can tell he's stifling a grimace as he responds, "If you insist."

"It would only be right, Mr. Murdock. My grandfather would be ashamed if I didn't," I sweet-talk. 

"I don't know many kids who would take time out of their day to help a stranger on the street."

Harley smiles, "It's just about doing what we can to help others."

He is way better at this than I am. He's innocent by nature.

We make our way up to his vast apartment. I set down his items on a counter while discreetly looking around his apartment. It's pretty bare, which makes sense because he's blind. I notice some bloody gauze in the trash and dried blood drops scattered on the floor. A bit more than the average mugging would warrant.

"Thanks for your help. I appreciate it. I guess I'll metaphorically see you kids around some time."

"It was no problem, sir. Our pleasure," Harley tells him before checking his watch, "We gotta get back. It was nice meeting you, Mr. Murdock."

I smile weakly, "Goodbye Mr. Murdock, I'm sure we'll meet again."

"Yes, I'm sure that we will and I look forward to it," He says

I slowly whisper as I step out the door, "There are other ways a blind man can see, aren't there?"

***

The Tower is seemingly empty when we walk in. I immediately grow suspicious. Harley and I search every floor until the Party floor is the last one. I cautiously enter. Suddenly, the lights turn on, "Happy Birthday!"

I double-back in shock because the room is decorated with streamers and colorful balloons. I'm confused for a moment before it sets in, "It's my birthday! I'm 15! I completely forgot!"

"Happy Birthday, pumpkin." My dad tells me as I hug him tightly.

"I love it, thank you, " I let go as I spot something on the counter, "Is that cake? With candles?"

Dad chuckles, "Yes, yes it is. And you get to blow them out."

"It's not cake time, yet. First, we got to do pizza and then ice cream," Tony instructs.

"There's an order in which we have to eat junk food?" I question.

Tony scoffs, "We can't just eat it out of order, that's a felon."

"All I got was a simple cake and I was happy, "Steve reminisces.

"Okay old man, try not to have a heart attack, "Clint quips. "We're going to do this by the book."

I frown, "So when are presents?"

Tony hands me a wrapped present, "Right now, because mine is the best."

I carefully unwrap the present to reveal a grey and purple jumpsuit, "What is this?"

"Your new suit," He explains.

I hold it up, inspecting it, "This is so cool, thanks, Tony."

"Here, I got you a throwing knife set," Natasha hands me a plain black box.

I open it and see a gleaming silver set of knives resting upon a velvet cushion.

Steve gives her the eyebrows of disappointment, "Natasha..."

She shrugs, "I didn't tell her that she has to use it."

I open Thor's present next, it's a box of pop tarts which just makes me burst out laughing. The SHIELD team wasn't able to make it, something about Bobbi and Mack but Skye sent a pair of red Beats for my dad and me.

Pepper got me more clothes and Steve got me a book on social communication. He thinks he's funny.

"Okay mine next, " Clint thrusts a large neatly put together gift bag. If I didn't know better, I'd say a woman did it.

My eyes furrow in confusion as I take out a large cage, "What..."

Clint turns around with a small animal in his hand, "I got you an emotional support ferret."

"You got her a rodent? Really, Clint?" Natasha inquires skeptically.

"Emotional support ferret," Clint corrects.

I take the squirmy animal carefully in my hands, "I'm going to call him...Fin Fang Foom."

"That's a little weird," Tony comments. "And don't let that thing poo everywhere."

"That animal is so small, surely you couldn't have gotten a suitable pet for her. A snake would be-"

"She is not getting a pet snake, Thor" Dad scolds.

Harley scratches the little animal's back, "I think Fin Fang Foom is adorable."

My dad takes out a little black box containing a silver necklace with a blue crystal on it, "Family heirloom. It belonged to your grandmother, Rebecca."

Out of everything that I had gotten that was immediately the most important gift. I know what his mother means to him even though he doesn't talk about her just as he knows how I feel about my mother.

"It's...beautiful, " I comment as he clasps it on my neck.

Tony claps his hands together, "Now it's food time."

I jump up, "Finally."

I hold Fin in my arms and place him on the table as I begin to eat. The cake was delicious, Sam's mom made it along with cookies. Sam's mom is a really good baker.

Fin Fang Foom slinks around the table and starts messing with Tony. "This thing is going back."

"It is my emotional support animal, it is going nowhere," I protest

"If it wasn't your birthday-" He begins to warn

I stick my tongue out, "You wouldn't do a thing."

"I quite enjoy this tiny animal, it entertains me very much," Thor declares

Fin jumps up onto Mjolnir and curls up around the handle. I giggle as Thor is reluctant to pick up his hammer so he wouldn't disturb the small rodent.

The party goes on and the extra guests leave one by one until only the Avengers and I are left. I launch knives at an apple on Clint's head as my phone buzzes. I take my phone out throwing another knife at the same time.

My mouth opens as I barely make out, "I found the scepter."

Everyone stops and Fin keeps sleeping on the hammer.

"What did you say?" Steve inquires.

"I found Loki's scepter," I bluntly repeat.

Thor holds me up in the air, "What a joyous end to the celebration of birth! "

"How did you-"Dad starts.

"It gives off a similar radiation wave as the Tesseract, so I just adjusted the original program that you used to find the tesseract to fit the scepter. I just had to wait for the search to finish," I explain.

Natasha nods to me and takes a sip of her drink, "Nice"

"So where's the scepter?" Steve asks.

"Sokovia."