Hey guys! So I went to see Iron Man 3 the other day- and realised (to my sheer horror) that I have never written a Tony Stark fanfic! Shocked face! So please, read and review this one (it's set just after the Avengers, which was also brilliant!)

It was just a typical day. Well, not so typical ever since New York. Although I was pleased to see Pepper again. Although, I still couldn't sleep. And that was the least of my problems after the events this day would bring. So like I said; normal day (ish), sneaking back into bed before Pepper's alarm clock went off, having her roll into my arms, sigh, and say good morning. We were going to be lazy today- not get up for any reason other than we wanted to, just laze around the house all day. That was until the doorbell went.

Weird, I thought, Jarvis had been surprisingly mute on the subject. Still, I staggered out of bed and went down to the origin of the sound. Looking back, I actually thought it was strange. Something was telling me that I had to get there- had to see who was on the other side of that door. And when I did see her- I was amazed.

I opened the door, slowly and looked into her eyes; my eyes. Unable to quite take in what was happening, she handed me a letter which she clasped in her hand. I took it and opened the envelope.

"Tony,

I doubt that you remember me- you were so drunk! I know we agreed it was a one night thing, and that's why you haven't known about her until now. But the thing is Tony, I'm dying and I have no other relatives who can take care of her. My daughter. Your daughter. Our daughter. Please do the right thing- and I sense you will, you're a changing man.

Kind regards,

Natasha E. Bennet"

I looked back at her; having read this letter- unable to absorb the information written within it. And she stared back at me.

I suddenly became very aware of what I must appear to her as. Here I was, standing in the doorway- messy hair, with nothing on but my boxers and a T-shirt. I ran my hand through my hair- self conscientiously. She stared at the floor.

"Hi" I said eventually

She looked up at me "Hi… Dad" she said, undoubtedly sarcastically. Still, it felt weird.

I laughed nervously. "So. What's your name kid?" I asked- trying to sound casual, and as though the dad thing hadn't completely thrown me.

"Tabitha" she said

"It's pretty" I dared to offer as a response. "So, Tabitha- would you like to come in?"

She merely nodded- and I smiled.

She followed me through to the kitchen- the little time I actually spent here, it was impossible to know that I actually knew where it was. Silently relieved, I gestured for her to sit, and then turned to the fridge and poured her some apple juice. I set it down in front of her, which she grasped hold of, and then continued to stare at.

"I'm sorry about your mum" I said- which strangely gave no response "And I'm sorry for the circumstances that we had to meet under. How old are you?" I asked, taking a gulp from the juice I'd poured for myself

"Seventeen" she said

That threw me. I took a deep breath. I'd had a daughter for seventeen minutes, and hadn't even known she existed for seventeen minutes. I took her silence as a chance to study her. Brown curly hair, the shade of mine, my eyes; although I may have mentioned that bit before- but I couldn't really tell about anything else. Truth was- her mother was right, I didn't remember anything.

"I take it you don't want me living here" she said

"Why? Where else do you have to go" I said- almost instantly father senses kicking in- which scared the crap out of me.

"Well nowhere really, but you haven't wanted to know me for the past seventeen years- why the hell would you want to know now?"

I pondered for a moment. Her anger was understandable, and she had just lost her mother, and I know how that feels. "Because Tabitha- I didn't even know you existed. And know that I know you do- I want to get to know you!" I said, feeling her cold attitude towards me melt. "I want to know everything- your past, your present and your plans for the future! I want to be your father!" My excitement carried me through the speech "Stay here, if you want to, or just stay for a week or two maybe, we'll make it work!"

She brought her hands to her lips, closed her eyes and sighed. "I'll stay for two weeks" she said "But if nothing miraculous happens- I am gone" she said- painfully reminding myself of me. Well, the old me, before I had Pepper.

Shit! Pepper! I grinned and then told her to stay there- that I had to go and get someone. She nodded and I hurried out of the room, back to my bedroom.

Pepper, was sitting up in bed, and turned to me when I walked in "Who was that Tony?" she asked

"Ok- I'm pleased you're sitting down for this." She looked worried, so I figured it was best to continue quickly. "It's my daughter" I said- failing to supress my grin

She, however, did not smile. "A daughter?" she said- suddenly her business like self again

"Yes!"

"Has she proven she's your daughter?"

"Pepper she doesn't need to- she's got my eyes!"

Pepper sighed, whilst wondering what to do next. I knew she didn't believe it entirely, but then a matter of months ago, neither would I. "How old is she?"

"Seventeen" I said

Pepper got out of the bed, and reached for her dressing gown. "Well then I suppose I'd better go and meet her" she said with a forced smile

"Pepper wait." She stopped at the door "I know what you're thinking- yes it seems suspicious. But her mother's just died and she really doesn't have anywhere else to go- so I told her she can stay here for a couple of weeks to see how things work out. I know this won't be easy Pep, but if she is my daughter like I believe she is- how the hell can I turn my back on her? Especially seeming as I know what she's going through?"

"Ok Tony" Pepper said, coming towards me, and pulling me into a hug. "Ok, we'll see how this goes. But I really think you need to look into DNA testing" She pulled away, but still kept her grip of me "Promise me?"

I nodded.

"I just don't want you to get too attached, and then get hurt. But if she is your daughter- then this is great! You have a daughter!"

I smiled- I was pleased too.

"Now. What is said daughter's name?" Pepper asked, grasping hold of the door handle.

"Tabitha" I said.

Pepper composed herself and opened the door. God how I loved that woman.

I followed her down to the kitchen- Pepper equally as surprised as I was that I actually knew where it was. She went in very quietly, and Tabitha turned to face her, instantly recognising who she was.

"Hi Tabitha" Pepper said with a welcoming, warm smile

She replied with a nervous smile "Hi Miss Potts" she said- sounding like a student who embarrassingly sees their teacher outside of school in the supermarket or something.

"Please, call me Pepper!" she said. Sitting down next to her, she said "So your dad tells me you'll be staying with us for a while" Turning to me "Oh and Tony, I would love some apple juice"

It was either her tone of voice, or my shocked face- that actually caused Tabitha to giggle. As of that moment I knew things would be ok. Sort of. Knowing me- I'd mess it all up somewhere down the line.

Yay! First chapter! Let me know what you guys think- and I'll try to update asap- just exams and stuff- but hey I'll try!