Tony's Pov.
A guy walked out of the girls' changing room. I walked over,
'Ally, you alright?'
'Yea, just a bit shaken up. You think Nat would train me, as well?'
'Your gonna have to ask her. I don't think she would mind though. What happened?'
'What isn't happening, is the correct question.'
'Let's go, Ally.' Tony said.
'Good idea, gonna need to train when we get back, is that alright?'
'Sure, glad I got to know you today, your pretty badass.'
'Thanks. Your not so bad yourself.'
----------at the tower------------
'Ok, I'm gonna go change, and you are to, we are going to the training floor, wear a shirt this time.' States Tony.
'Sure, but a bit more polite would be nice next time.' I reply.
'Stark, and polite? Good luck. Any whay, what are you all doing?' Asks Steve, walking in.
'I'm gonna train Stark in hand to hand combat.'
'You know how to fight?' asks Steve.
'Of course, with my line of work, I need to.'
'What's your line of work?' Steve asks
'Street fighting.' Stark says.
Steve's Pov.
'Something is off with that girl.'
'I know, Steve. I know. She is really good at fighting, she even asked if Natasha can teach her more, I think she is preparing for something, and it's is gonna be dangerous.' Tony replied.
'I think your right, I'm gonna watch her train you if that is alright.'
Ally's Pov.
'It's fine Steve.' I reply for Tony. They both look at me guilt painted all over their face.
'Did you hear all of that?' Steve asks
'Yes. Your not wrong, but stay out. Not losing any other family or friends.'
'Alright let's go train, Ally.'
'Sweet.' I reply