Laurel nodded and accepted hers, pulling out a pen. She skimmed the legal papers before signing them and handing them back. Then she flipped briefly through the employee handbook.

Doreen did the same, although she spent a little longer on the employee handbook when she realized it was an honest to goodness SHIELD issue new employee handbook.

Laurel was having a hard time focusing on the handbook; instead, she was on her phone, remotely updating the blog.

Not going to quietly disappear. Oh no, it's much, much better than that. We, dear followers, have had a door opened for us that we never could have guessed. Expect more updates soon. #SHIELD, #we must be dreaming, #tap your heels three times

Forty-five minutes later, Coulson put his things away and waited for the plane to land on the pad up at the top of the rebuilt Stark Tower, now kind of Avengers Tower. The top ten or so floors, anyway.

"Here we are."

Laurel just kind of stared in awe as the plane got closer, and she fumbled quickly for a picture through the plane window. When they landed, she just kind of stepped out of the plane and stood there.

"Dori what did we just agree to?" she squeaked.

"I don't know but this could be awesome," Doreen said, her voice also a little squeaky. She watched wide-eyed as the plane landed and the door opened.

Coulson opened the hatch as soon as the plane was down, and he looked at the girls.

"You coming?" he asked. "There are a few people who want to meet you."

Doreen whimpered a bit but headed out of the plane, stepping down onto the landing pad and blinking several times. Okay, this was so incredible she wasn't quite sure what to do.

Laurel was just as stunned, just standing with Doreen. It was all so incredible, and she kind of wanted to just process for a moment. Because never in her wildest dreams did she think she would be at Avengers Tower.

They did have a few moments before Coulson hussled them off to the elevator so they could go down to the general living floor and meet everyone.

Laurel let herself be herded into the elevator, and she jumped with a faint squeak when a disembodied voice came out of nowhere.

"Welcome back, Agent," Jarvis greeted as they entered the elevator. "Sir is currently in his workshop. Captain Rodgers is down on the gymnasium level with Agents Barton and Romanoff. Doctor Banner is in his lab."

"Thank you, Jarvis," Coulson replied politely. "If you could ask everyone to gather in the living room, I've brought the guests down with me to meet them."

"Of course," Jarvis replied.

"Oh god," Laurel said faintly. "Oh god Dori I feel like I need to reevaluate my life choices right now. Things this awesome shouldn't happen to me."

Doreen just whimpered her agreement, stepping out of the elevator when Coulson prompted them to. She looked around the living room.

"We're in the living room of Avengers Tower waiting to meet them. When did this become our lives?"

"Two hours ago, apparently," Lauren replied, looking around the room. She kept her hands to herself; she did not want to touch something and accidentally break it or something.

Of course, Tony was the first one to bound into the room, looking at the girls and grinning.

"Well, about damn time," he said. "Took you long enough."

Laurel blinked and gawked, speechless. Because holy shit, it was Tony Stark in front of them.

"Tony, you shouldn't dazzle people like that," Bruce chided as he came into the room.

"Aw, I'm not dazzling my girls," Tony said with a grin. "See? They're not dazzled."

"Did he just call us his girls?" Dori asked in an undertone, having recovered a little bit sooner from the shock.

"I think he did," Laurel replied, trying desperately not to hyperventilate. "Oh god I think he did."

"Tony, they look like they're going to faint," Bruce pointed out.

Tony looked at them for a few moments before he shrugged. "Fainting the first time in my presence is acceptable."

Dori let out a slightly hysterical giggle, which she quickly smothered.

"What did we get talked into?" Laurel asked faintly. "I feel the distinct need to reevaluate my life."

Doreen looked between Tony and Bruce as the two bickered easily. "Oh god they really do banter," she muttered.

"They really do," Laurel agreed, watching the two. "This is so surreal, I feel I might wake up at any moment with a hangover and a pile of asks in the inbox to answer."

"We might still," Doreen said, watching as the elevator opened again and Steve, Clint, and Natasha all stepped out. This time she didn't quite freak out again.

Laurel whimpered just slightly when they all stepped out of the elevator.

"So what's going on?" Clint asked. He looked from the girl to Coulson. "Phil?"