I know I have another story I'm supposed to be working on, and I will, but this idea was just eating at me! I had to write it! I really hope you guys like it, I like the way it turned out. I know there are a lot of stories like this out there, but I'm going to try to make mine different. Anyway, enjoy!

Disclaimer: All characters belong to their rightful owners

(For the purposes of this story let's pretend the Tower is in California!)

16 year old Paisley sat in her last period English class. Her chin was cradled in her palm and she was staring at her desk. It had only been a week since her mom passed away. She had been staying with her best friend Annabelle for the time being. It was only a matter of time until she was hauled off to a foster home considering she had no other living family. The shrill sound of the bell shook her from her thoughts. She grabbed her book and walked out of the room. As she walked down the hallway she felt and arm wrap around her shoulder. She reached her locker and smiled at her friend.

"Hi Anna" Paisley said putting her English book in her locker.

"Hey there Paisley" She said with a sincere smile.

Paisley began putting books in her book bag, mentally thanking God that tomorrow was Friday. She zipped up her book bag and shut her locker door.

"I have to get goin', I have dance. I'll see ya later" Paisley threw her book bag on her shoulder and walked towards the door. Oddly, it was hot March day in Oklahoma and the heat hit Paisley as soon as she stepped outside. She dug out her keys and walked towards her car. She threw her book bag in the back and climbed in the driver's seat. She turned on some music, backed out of her parking spot and drove to dance.

1 week earlier, Malibu

Tony Stark sat contently at his kitchen table while his longtime assistant, then CEO, and now girlfriend stood by the stove cooking breakfast. The elevator dinged and Steve Rogers and Maria Hill appeared on his floor of the tower. Their hands were interlocked with each other's. They were talking closely and giggling contently. Tony eyed them from above his newspaper

"I knew it!" He shouted. "I knew there was something going on between you two"

They sat down and Steve said, "Yeah Tony...we told everyone that we were dating"

Tony just went back to his paper but said, "I don't remember inviting you two up for breakfast".

"I invited them Tony, I told you that" Pepper called from the kitchen.

"Right" Tony put the paper down.

He took a drink of his coffee and Pepper appeared next to him.

"There's a woman from children services on the phone" Pepper said.

Tony looked at her confused. Maria and Steve looked up just as confused.

"Children services?" He repeated.

Pepper nodded and handed him the phone.

"Hello?" He answered.

"Hi Mr. Stark I'm calling on behalf of your daughter-" The woman began, her southern accent thick.

"A daughter? I don't have a daughter" He cut her off.

"Well yes you do" She said. "Her name is Paisley Anderson, she is 16 years old".

He thought of the name Anderson and couldn't right at that moment think back to his past life of one night stands.

"Mr. Stark are you still there?" She asked.

"Yes I'm here" He said softly. "Why am I learning this now?"

"Her mother, Megan Anderson passed away a few days ago" She said.

Tony nodded even though the woman couldn't see him.

"Paisley has no living relatives except you. So I am calling to ask you if you are willing to take her in" The woman said. "If not she will be sent to a foster home since she is not 18".

Tony didn't even think before saying, "I'll do it".

"Great" She said.

"When do I meet her?" He asked.

"How about next week" She said. "She lives here in Marietta, Oklahoma".

"Oklahoma?" He repeated.

"Yes Mr. Stark" She said.

Tony sighed.

"Well Mr. Stark I will be in touch" She said. "And I will see you in a week".

"Great" He thanked the woman and hung up.

"What was that about?" Steve asked him.

Tony looked at his hands and stated matter of fact, "I have a daughter"

Oklahoma, present day

Paisley arrived at dance right on time. Today was Thursday, so practice was for her lyrical solo. She walked in the door and was greeted by her instructor.

"Hello Paisley" She smiled warmly.

"Hi" Paisley replied. She slipped off her flip flops and put on her shoes. About an hour into her practice the familiar sound of Paisley ringtone filled the room. They both ignored it the first time but the second time it rang her instructor spoke up.

"Paisley maybe you should go see who that is" She said.

Paisley sighed and went to the back bench. She didn't recognize the number. It was on its third time ringing when she answered it.

"Hello?" Paisley answered softly.

"Hello Paisley my name is Pamela Michaels. I am from children's services. First of all I'd like to say how sorry I am to hear about your mother" The woman answered.

Paisley nodded even though the woman obviously couldn't see her.

"I was wondering if you could come down to my office. I have something I'd like to talk to you about and there's someone I'd like you to meet"

Paisley didn't really listen to what the woman said, "Well I'm at dance right..."

Paisley looked up at her dance instructor who, even though she didn't know what was going on, motioned for her to go.

"But I can be there in 5 minutes" Paisley said.

"Great, see you soon"

Paisley knew exactly where the children services' building was. She had already been there once, but she had never met with anyone named Pamela. When she got to the building she asked where Pamela Micheal's office was and they sent her to the 4th floor. When she got off the elevator she was greeted immediately.

"Hello Paisley, I'm Pamela" Pamela smiled warmly.

Paisley shook her hand, "I'm sorry I'm not really dressed for-"

Pamela cut her off, "Oh you're fine dear".

Paisley followed Pamela to her office. As they were walking to her office Pamela said to her, "Like I said before there's someone I'd like you to meet".

Pamela's head faced the door and her hand went to the knob, "You're father is right inside my office".

"My what?" Paisley yelled, but before she could say anything else the door opened.

Paisley's jaw dropped, she couldn't believe it. There in the office sat Tony Stark. With the way he was dressed she didn't feel so out of place with her black cotton shorts and t-shirt. Next to him sat the famed Pepper Potts. She was dressed a little more appropriately, a black pencil skirt and white blouse. Her fiery hair pulled back in a ponytail. Tony, to be polite, stood up as Pamela and Paisley entered the room. He sat back down when Pamela told Paisley to have a seat.

"So Paisley" Pamela began. "This is your father, Tony Stark"

"Hi, how ya doing?" Tony mumbled.

Pepper elbowed his side; he gave her a look of pain.

"Mr. Stark has decided that he wants to take you in" Pamela said.

"Take me in" Paisley repeated. "I'm not an animal".

Pepper's eyebrows raised and Tony whispered, "Feisty" into her ear.

"Unless you want to go into a foster home Mr. Stark will become your primary caretaker. You have no living relatives" Pamela said.

Paisley decided it would be best just to keep her mouth shut. She was going to end up living with this guy no matter what. She really didn't have much of a say and she really didn't want to go into foster care.

"As you probably know Mr. Stark lives in Malibu. That's where you will be residing" Pamela continued to talk but Paisley wasn't really listening.

Pamela turned her attention to Tony and Pepper and started talking to them about things. Paisley was just trying to let everything sink in. She didn't know what the three of them were talking about anymore, it was like she wasn't even in the room, but she still blurted out, "So I just have to leave and move to Malibu?"

They all turned to look at her. Paisley had been quiet most of the meeting.

"Yes Paisley" Pamela said.

It was Pepper who said something next, "We'd love for you to come out as soon as possible". Pepper's voice was sweet and soft, even though they didn't know each other Paisley just wanted to curl up in Pepper's arms and cry. Paisley didn't have a mother anymore and now she had to leave her home. She loved Oklahoma. She loved the farm. She was never going to fit in California. Paisley didn't wanna just get up and leave, but she had to.

"Here" Pamela said, shaking her from her thoughts.

"What is this?" Paisley asked.

Pamela looked at her with gentle eyes, "It's a plane ticket to Malibu".

Paisley just stared at the ticket. She wanted to rip it up and then toss the pieces out the window.

"A driver will be at the airport to bring you to the tower" Pepper added.

'A driver' Paisley rolled her eyes at that.

Paisley slumped down in her seat.

"Unfortunately I have a meeting I have to get to" Pamela said.

Paisley grabbed her bag and pulled out her keys.

"That's quite alright we have to be in New York by 8" Pepper said.

Pepper and Tony stood. Pepper thanked Pamela, Tony just kind of mumbled. Paisley followed closely behind then out the door. Her bag hung loosely on her shoulder. The elevator ride was one of the most awkward situations Paisley had ever been in. When the elevator dinged signaling the first floor Pepper and Tony walked out first. As they walked outside Paisley watched as they grabbed hands and walked to their car with their hands interlaced. Paisley headed towards her car.

"See you in a week" She heard Tony call.

Paisley turned and gave a very small smile; she nodded a little and walked away. She waited until Tony sped away to back out of her parking spot. She gripped the steering wheel and sighed loudly. It had barely sunk in that in week she would be going to Malibu, California and she would be staying there permanently.

TBC

I hope you guys like it so far! I'm not a huge fan of this chapter but let me know what you guys thought. Thanks for reading! :)