Search for the Soul Gem

Chapter Thirty-One

"Oui. Un peu," he confirmed. I broke a wide smile, the sound of French was music to my ears. I opened my mouth to continue the conversation but before I could, someone else spoke up from behind James.

"English please, we don't want anyone to think that you're talking about them," Steve said coming up behind James and sitting next to him. James looked over at me and then back at me with a sly smile.

"Le petit Steve est un peu jaloux," James winked and whispered at me. I laughed once before I poured the scrambled eggs in the skillet. Steve shot a glare over at James who was pointedly not looking at Steve. The skillet sizzled as I poured the eggs into it, along with the cheese and cut sausage. I began sturring the scramble as I looked up at the boys in front of me.

"Don't worry Steve, we still love you," I assured. Steve broke his glare from James and looked back at me. His harsh glare softened slightly.

"Yeah, well James is a douleur dans mon cul," Steve said slowly, looking over at James. James smirked over at Steve.

"Wow Steve, that's some strong language from such a pure being," Natasha said sitting down next to Clint. Steve dropped his hand to the counter with a bang and turned to look at Natasha. She smirked over at him. An echoing boom followed Thor down the stairs.

"Lady Lucy! Is there nothing that you cannot cook?" Thor boomed as he entered the rest of the heroes. My cheeks flushed as I smiled and checked the scramble. It was almost done when Thor appeared at the counter with a sleepy smile on his face. After a few more stirs, the meal was done. I turned the fire off and pulled out another stack of plates.

"Breakfast is servi," I called out with a smile. James winked at me as they all stood to crowd around me. I took a plate and served some up on the plate. I took a fork and stepped around the forming line.

"That's quite a lot of food Lucy," Banner said, appearing next to me suddenly. I glanced over at him with a smile.

"It's not for me. It's for Tony," I said. He broke a smile and he patted me on the shoulder.

"I want breakfast in bed!" Sam called out.

"If Tony doesn't marry you, I will!" James smirked up at me. I smiled up at them.

"If you guys were still in bed, I'd bring you guys breakfast too. You guys just get up too early," I teased.

"Quick! Everyone get back in bed!" James called out. They laughed as I climbed back up the stairs. The stairs up to the third floor were sightly more difficult cause I didn't want to spill any of the food. When I entered the attic, Tony was still fast asleep in the bed. I padded across the room and knelt down next to his side of the bed. I set the plate on the side table before running my fingers though his hair. He took a deep breath and moaned in his sleep lightly.

"Tony, it's time to wake up," I whispered to him softly. He sighed.

"Five more minutes sweetheart," his voice was gravely and thick with sleep. His hand reached out blindly and touched my cheek lightly. I smiled and grabbed his hand in both of mine.

"I brought you breakfast babe," I muttered, hoping that would get him up. His eyes fluttered open at the mention of food. They were cloudy with sleep. He blinked a few times to clear his eyes and smiled over at me sleepily.

"Good morning sweetheart," he mumbled. I smiled lighly as I continued running my fingers through his hair.

"Good morning love," he smile at me sleepily.