A/N: Well, lately I've been slightly obsessed with all things Iron Man and Tony Stark. He really has to be one of my fave Marvel characters, but mostly because of Robert Downey Jr. The man is a genius. Anyways, this is going to be some crossover, some AU, a lot of smut and plenty of plot twists because I just can't help it. And yes, it will be Pepper and Tony because they are great together but it's going to be my version of Pepper. Hope you all enjoy

A/N2: Just in case. I don't own anything. However, if Marvel would be kind enough to let me know where I could find Tony Stark, then I wouldn't say no to borrowing him for a while… A long while LOL…

Prologue

The woman stared blankly at her phone, trying to tame the raging turmoil within her. Her life was about to be turned upside down and she didn't care for it at all. And he would find out soon enough that being undercover for more than a decade didn't mean that she had lost her edge. He would hear exactly how she felt about his orders as soon as she landed in New Mexico.

She grimaced as she recalled the conversation. She had sensed something was wrong as soon as the phone had begun to ring. A feeling in the pit of her stomach that had saved her ass on many a battlefield was doing somersaults. Something was definitely up and her internal shit-o-meter, as she had come to call it, was telling her that she wasn't going to like it. And, it had been right. Once again.

"Bryn Odinsdottir?" the man asked, as if he didn't know who he was speaking to. The fact that he was using her full name was the first sign that her life was about to go up shit-creek without a paddle.

"Yes," she snapped. She knew she wasn't going to like this.

"You are being reassigned. Your extraction will take place tomorrow at 1800 hours ," the voice clipped out. She felt her blood begin to boil and took a few deep, calming breaths. It wouldn't be seemly to fry her boss over the phone, even though he was acting like a jackass.

"What do you mean reassigned? I'm still needed here and I'm definitely not leaving," she answered curtly, in a show of insubordination that might have had any other SHIELD agent drawn and quartered. Luckily, she wasn't just any SHIELD agent.

"Bryn," the voice softened, showing just how much Fury needed her, "we've got a situation and you're the only one who can help." Now, he had her attention.

"Please," she scoffed, still irritated at his attempt to pull rank when he knew it didn't work with her.

"Bryn, you know I wouldn't pull you out of there and ruin everything if I had any other choice. You think I want to risk everything? But I don't have a damn choice. Now, get your ass to the extraction point or I'll haul you out of there myself." They both new it was an empty threat. No one could get Bryn to do what she didn't want and that included her father. But, at the moment, Fury's half begging, half commanding tone had her wondering and she knew she'd be at the extraction point, no matter how much it galled her to follow his orders.

"Fine, but you had better have a damn good reason."

"Oh, trust me, I do." And with that, Nick Fury hung up and she scowled in annoyance. Great! Just marvelous! Now, she had to find a way to get out without anyone becoming suspicious. Easier said than done.