Chapter 1.

Tony p.o.v.

Pepper & I stood on the rounded balcony on the newly renovated Stark Tower. That we had repaired after Thor and Loki thought they'd have their brotherly spat on it, about that whole mini war crisis - Manhattan nearly blowing up, missiles being shot at it. Well, almost a potential global crisis.

Pepper had hated me for approximately 13 hours after her plane landed. I could still feel the goose egg where she thumped me with her metal ring binder repetitively. Ow.

"Damn you Tony Stark! You could of died!" She yelled at me. Striding over to me as fast as her slim fitting, jet black pencil skirt and elegant heels allowed her.

THWAK! the ringbinder collided with the side of my head.

"Pepper!" I shouted, attempting to tame her lashing out.

"What?!" She yelled back, Her eyes suddenly became red rimmed and watery.

"C'mere." I held my arms open and pulled her in tight. I had missed her so much.

"I would'nt have died. Being the Man of Iron and all. That stupid son of a bitch dismantled Stark Tower." Anger bubbled at my lips.

She thumped me lightly on the chest, "Oh, shush... I still hate you though."

"You.. Hate me? Not possible." I let mock horror fill my voice.

" Sir, it would appear Miss. Potts is seeking you." JARVIS informed me, my music dipped in volume as JARVIS's voice filled the workshop.

"Ah. Is she now? Let her know I'm in the shop JARVIS."

"Certainly, sir." JARVIS's voice automatically responded.

Pepper's heels clacked down the pristine white steps, past my cars and assembled suits.

"Tony! You have a meeting in 15- no 10 minuets!" Pepper's hands threw up loosely in exasperation.

"Well..-" I paused to intensify my concentration "- Ah yes." Finally my Iron Man suit bonded together from those stubborn bullet holes.

"JARVIS, Repaint this please." I ordered, stacking up tools I had used.

"Right away sir, estimated completion time is- 5 hours." JARVIS added.

"Tony! .E.L.D Meeting! " She nagged, looking progressively annoyed.

This would have been the first meeting since that Loki catastrophe.

"Fine. Going. Gimme' 10 minuets." I stomped upstairs reluctantly.

Changing out of my oily and sweaty white short sleeve t-shirt, and grey sweatpants.

A shower was defiantly on the agenda. The S.H.I.E.L.D meeting will have to wait for me.

After my shower, I changed into a grey suit and white shirt with three buttons undone. I shoved on some sneakers too. Fixed my hair, checked myself over. Good to go.

Then slowly but reluctantly I made my way to this shambles meeting.

S.H.I.E.L.D HQ was pretty much in the middle of no where, fun to drive to though. Shoving a Black Sabbath CD into the CD player, I turned it all the way up. Driving into a deserted part of New York just past Stark Expo.

My tinted sunglasses shielded my eyes from the sun, as it shone down beating harshly on my exposed skin as my Porsche glistened while whizzing quietly down the deserted highway under the bright light, I had the top down, The colour matched my Iron Man suit. Hot rod red. Very ostentatious.

Strolling into the S.H.I.E.L.D lobby, All the women workers stared. And bit their lips.

"Hey Tony, remember m-"

"Sure don't." I cut her off.

I approached the receptionist, she quickly rearranged herself wiping off smudges of worn makeup.

" Meeting?" I asked, flashing her a smile.

"Oh- ." She became flustered. " Sure, go straight up. - 9th floor."

I took my time from there.

"Well, Thank you for gracing us with your presence . And an hour late." Fury barked at me as I strolled in.

"Oh hey guys. Pleasure's yours... Kidding.." No one laughed, except me.

Sat around a large rectangular mahogany table with cushioned chairs sat: Natasha Romanoff, Thor, Steve Rodgers, Clint Barton, Bruce Banner and Fury sat at the head of the table, and one empty chair on his left , pulled out for me.

Bruce had his usual matured grin at my everlasting boyishness and light purple circles lined his tired eyes, I grinned back. Natasha just rolled her eyes, her auburn hair shone from the light through the window, set in curls just above her shoulders bouncing energetically with every movement. Fury waited impatiently at the head glaring at me with his eyes... Well eye.

Rodgers said something incompetent and too low for me to hear.

"Shut your star spangled ass, Rogers!" I barked at him teasingly, maybe mocking a little.

Steve Rodgers always looked different out of his 'costume' , he dressed in a dark brown leather jacket, muscles flexing underneath the matt material. He dressed in beige slacks, underneath his leather covering a white V-neck t-shirt stooped down across his collar bones meeting below the base of his neck, showing a small section of the contours of his toned chest, and the rest was easy made out by his slim fitting T-shirt. Slung lazily over the top was a checker shirt, contrasting similar colours to match the tones of his outfit. Steve's golden toned hair was neatly set into his usual 40's look. Neat and Tidy.

"Take a seat." Fury motioned to the seat next to him. Sighing, I tried to relax into the chair.

The meeting revolved around Loki's punishment. Thor, who was disagreeing to every suggestion made. Naturally as a brother, However this angered me.

"Jeez! I don't see you thinking of anything, Thor!" My anger and exasperation was getting the better of me. As much as I wanted to be at my home in Malibu. Maybe working in the shop. With Pepper or Rhodey.

Hell, I'd settle for Jarvis.

"You dare mock me mortal? I know of Loki's wrong. But you must not forget he never the less remains my brother." Thor's voice shot back, His deep, gravely voice cut through everyone else's frustrated speech.

"You make a suggestion!" This was getting painful. I want to go home.

"We must simply banish Loki." Thor shot back, We were opposite each other.

"No. No way! And may I just ask, your highness, What makes you think that will work. Before he come back?! Nah' shoot him down." I demanded back at him.

The long meeting concluded with the verdict of banishing Loki from Earth.

The long meeting concluded in Thor's favour with the verdict of banishing Loki from Earth. I raced back home in my car, maybe breaking the speed limit once or twice.

Finally, I was at my home with Pepper enjoying a lovely evening on the balcony overlooking the Malibu beach as the sun descended casting romantic lighting over us as the evening edged onto night.

"I love you Virginia Pepper Potts." Those six words left my lips, as she smiled broadly back at me.

"I love you too Antony Edward Stark." Pepper vowed back, Sweeping some hair off of my face.

And I did, I meant every word.

Authors Note: Gahhhh! Really excited and nervous to be doing this finally! Been writting fanfic's for a while. So if you like this one and want to see more, do review and give me feedback.

Thankyou for even reading it!

Georgia Types ;D