Hey! I did not write this story. Full credits go to Jamesm97 on AO3. The story is amazing and has to be read by many others. This si the first book. And yes there is a sequel. Its called S.H.I.E.L.D My Heart, it's also on my profile. I have no legal ownership to either Teen Wolf or Avengers. Hope you enjoy it as much as I did! Happy Reading!
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"Hey kiddo you okay?" John asks looking into Stiles room watching him mess with string as he looks at his Beacon Hills version of 'Wall of weird' he's got a frown on his face like he can't figure something out.
"Yeah fine" Stiles mutters.
"It's half eight shouldn't you be on Skype right now?" John asks every Friday night at twenty past eight on the dot Stiles gets a skype call and he doesn't finish it before midnight.
"He's busy" Stiles mutters.
"So phone him and tell him to make himself unbusy" John tells him laughing coming into the room throwing himself down on the bed.
"I can't tell Tony Stark to postpone meetings just to say hello to me" Stiles tells him laughing himself as he finally stops staring at the pinhole covered wall.
"You can, you're his baby brother pretty sure that gives you a right to do that" John reminds him.
"Shush" Stiles hisses "I don't need to remind you about the werewolves that sneak in through my window again do I? don't need them lurking outside hearing you" Stiles tells him.
"You know you could tell them right? They wouldn't care well Lydia might, that girl scares me the way she goes on about Stark Industries all the time she'd probably force you to get her a job" John laughs.
"Oh yeah that's a great conversation to have, hey everyone how are you? Oh by the way you know the 'great' Howard Stark? Yeah well he had a one night stand with my mother so say hello to the Bastard Stark? This isn't Game of thrones day nobody wants to know that, you know the questions I'd get? But I thought you were a Stilinski! Oh yeah sorry Scott I'm only a Stilinski by choice my mother didn't exactly meet my dad until I was two years old" Stiles ends his rant with a gust of air leaving his mouth.
"Yeah something like that" John tells him looking down.
"Sorry" Stiles tells him sitting down heavily on the bed next to Stiles.
"So wanna tell me the real reason you're like this?" John asks.
"Tony's pissed at me" Stiles tells him.
"Because?" He prompts.
"He wants me to come out" Stiles tells him.
"Like come out the closet?" John asks.
"No like come out and see him, think he wants me to come out to the world about me being a pseudo Stark as well" Stiles tells him.
"Well it is the summer before senior year, you know I work every day during summer break so I'm not going to be home maybe it would be a good thing to go out and see him" John tells him. "As for the Stark thing you know I've told you this since your mother died it's up to you, everything is up to you" John tells him.
"I hate being associated with that womanizer" Stiles hisses out.
"Tony? He's totally settled down now he's with Pepper" John protests.
"No not him Howard!" Stiles shouts.
"Well that's something I wish I could change too son but I can't as much as I wish you were mine biologically I can't I just settle for you being mine in choice" John smirks. "By law as well like" John adds after a minute.
"I wish she met you first" Stiles mutters.
"Then you wouldn't have been born" John tells him.
"Nothing wrong with that wouldn't have put you through the hell I have these past months trust me to go and get possessed, we've only just got out the debt of it all only because I got myself almost killed by one of the psycho guards" Stiles huffs out "I could have paid all my bills you know, Tony insists I have bank account with a cool billion in it" Stiles reminds him his voice turning into a sneer as he even talks about the money.
"Like I've told you before that money is yours and yours alone you're my son I'm your dad I have to look after you so I pay the bills no matter what they're for, you needed to go into that place to help you out so I put you in their" His dad tells him pulling him in for a tight hug.
"You think I should go?" Stiles tells him his eyes darting to his dresser.
"What is it?" John asks confused looking towards the paper on the bed side table.
"Came by courier when you were at work, first class tickets to New York flight leaves in two days" Stiles tells him.
"Two days? Little soon isn't it? Bit presumptuous as well like but then again Tony always is" john chuckles "Wait two tickets?" he asks.
"The others for you if you wanted to come" Stiles tells him.
"You know I have work kiddo, could take one of the pack if you wanted to go" John tells him.
"So you think I should go? Just leave you and the pack?" Stiles asks confused.
"The pack is fine they can look after themselves especially now they have Jordon and Hayden, as for me I'll be in work twelve hours out of twenty-four the other 12 will be sleeping and eating, it's up to you what you want to do but I know you want to see Tony you haven't seen him in person since you were twelve years old" John tells him.
"I would like to see him but you know what Tony's world is like press follow him everywhere when he's in civilian clothes, he lives with the Avengers that's where he wants me to stay in Avengers tower, he runs the world's leading tech business" Stiles tells him.
"You love the avengers" John interrupts him from saying anything else.
"Yeah on screen, I've never actually met any of them in person and I probably will get awkward around them you know I don't like people" Stiles tells him.
"You wanted my opinion so here it is 'Go' do something that isn't getting possessed or nearly dying for once, spend time with your brother get close to him he's the only other family you have and you have seen him in person a total of three times" John tells him raising his hand when he goes to speak. "If you don't want to go alone take one of the pack, Scott and kira just broke up maybe take his mind off it or Lydia she'd kill to meet Tony, as for the tower, you've enough money to rent an apartment in the city or a hotel for as long as you're staying, and yeah I know I'm basically telling you, you can live alone for two months but I trust you, As much as you hate being a 'Stark' you know you'd be happy if everyone knew that way you'd be able to be around Tony whenever you wanted the choice is yours, I've got to go on shift, I left money for take-out" John tells him standing kissing his sons head as he exits the house.
"I'm rich remember I can pay for my own Chinese food" Stiles shouts after him his mind racing "Besides were having a pack hand thing as Scott's" Stiles mutters running down the stairs after him.
"Good luck with that" John mutters his face going glum as he puts on a forced smile for Stiles.
"Why say it like that? It's just Scott and the pack" Stiles laughs.
"Yeah but Malia gets awkward around you ever since you slept with Jordan" John mutters and Stiles could have laughed at the face he makes at the thought of Stiles with his deputy.
"You hate me being eighteen right?" Stiles asks laughing.
"Yeah I do! I also hate that you slept with my deputy to punish me for an argument" John tells him.
"For god sake dad I slept with him because he was hot, we were in a motel room hiding out from the bad guys he was dying I was trying to keep him alive his powers started to manifest more he healed we felt joy and well one thing led to another and it was one mistake, one hot mistake granted but at least he told you, he felt guilty about it, I should feel offended really" Stiles mutters.
"You are technically still grounded for that fyi, hey put another point in the reasons to go to New York pile, no grounding" His dad smirks kissing his head again before grabbing his belt leaving the house faster than Stiles can remind him he's eighteen he shouldn't get grounded and they're consenting adults and Jordon was a hot mistake but he was still a mistake never the less.
The pack meeting consists of Hayden and Liam making out in the corner, Mason quizzing Malia about her time as a coyote, Lydia and Jordon making small talk about the latest folklore they've managed to read on hellhounds, Scott beaming at everyone around the room while eating a bag of something.
Stiles just sprawls on Lydia his feet on Scott, there is nothing better than Lydia's fingers carding through his hair.
He hops he'd make Jordon jealous but they've actually got zero sexual chemistry so he's surprised they actually did the deed.
"Door" Malia says to Scott before not seconds later Scott's doorbell sounds followed by the doorbell.
"Pizza" Scott calls happily bounding to the door.
"Stiles Stilinski?" Comes the voice from the door it can be heard even by the non-supernaturally gifted.
"He's in their" Scott mutters he adds on a why but Stiles is by the door before the man can answer.
"Hi?" Stiles asks confused.
"Stiles Stilinski?" the man repeats again.
"Yeah" Stiles mutters "Who's asking?" Stiles asks he sees Scott tense and he's sure he's thinking bad thoughts already.
"Just a courier, I have a package for you told I was to deliver it to you directly I was coming to your home address but I got a message not five minutes ago giving me a change of delivery address, do you have identification?" The man asks picking up the package from the floor.
"Oh sure" Stiles frowns the only one who knew he was at Scott's was his dad.
Stiles shows him the licence and shoves the package at Scott to hold as he attempts to ask the man who sent it he just gets a shrug in return before he goes back to his car.
Scott's back in the living room opening his package.
"Hey" Stiles protests.
"Who's Tony?" Scott asks and Stiles heart nearly stops.
"Why?" Stiles asks.
"Counting down the hours till I see you again, I hope you use the first gift I sent you, can't wait till you meet my family! Tony" Scott reads out from the small piece of card that is attached to a small watch.
He can't help but smile, Tony actually wants him there and more than that he wants to introduce Stiles to the avengers the only actual family besides Stiles that Tony has.
"Why's your heart so strange?" Hayden asks she's new to the wolf thing she has no tact.
"Stiles honey?" Lydia asks her voice strange as she opens up the small box Scott had a second again.
"Yeah?" Stiles asks confused she looks pale, paler than when she's seen a dead body.
"Tell me you're not selling your body" She asks him looking up her tone serious and cold all of a sudden "Tell me you're not someone's toy boy" She shouts snapping the box shut and launching it at him, he catches it clumsily he doesn't even open it he just looks at her in shock.
"What are you talking about?" He asks Scott nods along with him as confused as he is.
"Tell me you haven't become someone's toy boy" She repeats again "Please don't even say you've got a sugar mummy or daddy" She spits like the words are poison the thought killing her even as she speaks it.
"Of course I haven't the last time I had sex was well" He nods to Jordon and blushes.
"Why the hell are you getting sent a fifty-four thousand dollar Rolex platinum watch then?" She asks her voice still coming out in a hitch.
Stiles eyes widen as he snaps open the watch it does say Rolex on it but that's about all he knows about it he's not a fan of flashy things, Scott grabs it out of his hand in a second and then it's being passed around the room like its freaking pass the parcel.
"Tony" Stiles growls under his breath.
"Who's Tony?" Lydia asks examining the card the note was written on.
"My brother" Stiles sighs out the room goes silent the watch falls limply in Scott's hand as he snatches it away from Mason who was trying to put it on.
"Brother?" Scott asks confused.
"Tony Stark" Stiles mutters rolling his eyes bracing for the disbelief and shock.
They don't disappoint everyone talking over him in their rush to either tell him he's lying, crazy or demand proof.
Scott's comment of 'Why do I always pay for the pizza then if your related to Tony Stark' had him letting out a small breath he should have told them ages ago he can trust them all and his dad was right he has missed his brother.
Tony obviously misses him as well sending over a fifty odd grand watch with a soppy message in the hope it would convince Stiles to go see him.
He's left it too long, god even his own brother thinks he needs bribing to come see him.
"I'm going to see him for the summer will you come with me?" Stiles asks cutting off the packs rants he looks to Scott and then Lydia his eyes pleading.
"To meet Tony Stark?" Lydia asks her tone disbelieving even as Scott nods his head accepting.
"I'll ask my mother" Scott tells him pulling out his phone talking over Lydia dropping it in his haste to text her.
"Prove it" Lydia tells him her eyes narrowing.
"How would you like me to do that?" Stiles asks freaking out a little if his own friends don't believe him imagine if the press ever found out about it.
"A picture of you both together?" She asks indicating his pocket where is phone is located.
"All the pictures of us are physical copies it was too dangerous to have digital too easy to hack, I wanted a normal life" Stiles tells her.
"Well if you want me to come to New York with you I need a little bit of proof here" Lydia tells him.
"How about my bank balance?" Stiles asks her.
She just inclines her head.
He rolls his eyes pulling out his phone opening the app for online banking, he pulls up his checking account well one of them any way he's got like fifty as Tony always says can't put all your eggs in one basket.
Only this time it's can't put all your cash in one bank.
"Holy shit!" Scott mutters as Stiles turns the phone around to show them the available funds column shows over $50 million.
"Starting to believe" Lydia gulps "Tell me you're not fucking with me because if you promise me I can meet Tony Stark and you turn out to have just won the lottery I will kill you, like literally scream so loud to the point your brain turns to mush, that guy is my hero and I will not have you messing me about" Lydia warns him coming close to point her dagger like finger nail at his chest.
"if you kill me Tony will set the avengers on you" Stiles mutters letting out a small eep as she glares at him.
"You owe me so much money for pizza dude like eight years of pizza" Scott mutters his eyes still wide in amazement.
He feels better now the cats out the bag, he still needs to drop the bomb on them about his dad being well not actually his dad but this is a start honesty is always good for a pack.