A/N - So, this is an idea I played with for a few months. I read a lot of similar works on this site and decided to cast my story in with the lot.

So here is the basic idea- Obadiah in the comics has a son (Zeke) who becomes the secound Ironmonger by creating a biotech iron man type suit. So I went with the thought what if Zeke had a daughter and that daughter for what ever reason was raised by Obie in close proximity to Tony. I don't know the age gap between Zeke and Tony in the MCU (Zeke appearing in the iron man 3 video game) or the comics (because I am not a big comic book reader) but for the purpose of this story they are five years apart and grew up together.

I hope I put a different spin on Fatherly!Tony . Nariah Stane does not play a huge part in the Iron Man 1 storyline till near the end and kind of wiggles her way in though the rest. I have this story party written and mostly mapped so hopefully I will finish it.

Disclaimer: In the words of Obidiah Stane - Do you really think just because you have an idea it belongs to you. :( guess that means none of this is mine.

Please Review (it helps with the writing).

Prologue:

August 3, 2000

At the age of thirty Tony Stark was in a position he never thought he would find himself in, ever. Well maybe the thought had crossed his mind, after all he made a point to think of and weigh each possible outcome of his actions, but in all of his scenarios he never once imagined the way it happened. A soft and high pitched coo drug him from his stupor and had him glancing down at the infant in his arms. Her eyes where trained on his own as if searching his soul already attempting to lift her head despite not being two weeks and hands tightening around his button up shirt.

She had a slightly blotchy face and red tinted skin, a fine layer of dark fuzz surrounded her skull as she lay swaddled in a blanket. She had not been to sleep since he had shooed the hired help away instead she lay awake as if trying to figure out her sudden change in her surroundings. A shadow from the doorway took Tony's eyes from the infant his brown eyes trailing from the shadow until he reached the body casting it.

"Let's face it Obi, this is not the worst thing you have caught me doing." He said with a soft chuckle.

"No, no it isn't. I am surprised to see you here though."

"Couldn't sleep didn't really want to go home. There is a lot of fuss over such a little girl." He said.

"Well such is the burden of fame I guess. Give her here," Obadiah reached to pick up the girl who immediately began to protest the change.

"How is the press?"

"A jungle as usual, PR says a press conference is the best way to go but they say that about everything. Stock took a twenty eight percent drop but we were prepared for worse so we seem to be in good shape. The board called a meeting next week for New York and hopefully this will all blow over before the month is out. Still haven't found anything on the girl's mother." Tony said watching the older man slump against a rocking chair the child still pressed against his chest her cheek pressing against the button of his dress shirt. Her small mouth opened in a yawn before attempting to suck the button into her mouth. This went on for a few minutes before her small hand found its way into her mouth and began to suck four of her fingers into his mouth.

"How is Zeke?" Tony finally asked after a few moments of silence his eyes traveling to take in that of his father's old friend. The man seemed to have aged years in the past twenty four hours since the press circus began spiking around the small infant.

Zeke's melt down was front page news and the fact everyone learned of his daughter at the same time as he began to shoot up his house made what already would have been a bad situation worse. Zeke was a good five years younger than Tony so the two were never insanely close. They did have a good relationship however wrought by the sole fact they were in close proximity to each other most of their lives.

Tony remembered days when he, as the old and wise nine years old, would show four year old Zeke how to make a circuit board or show off his robots to the small boy who looked on with awe. He remembered sneaking out of boarding school or escaping the ever watchful eye of Mr. Jarvis and traveling across town to Zeke's science fairs when the boy was in grade school. Sure maybe he did little more than pick fun at the kid and his ideas but he was there, that was more than either of their fathers could say. While Tony had his eyes set on intelligent mechanical weaponry Zeke had his set for bio-weaponry and biotech research. Zeke and Obadiah had a fall out when the former was a teen sending the then nineteen year old, who was fresh out of collage with his masters, into Hammer Industries. Zeke was the designer and creator of all working Hammer Tech to this point, well at least he was until yesterday.

To Tony it was still odd to think of innocent little Zeke as the crazed man the police found last night.

"Bad, he still hasn't said what set him off. Hasn't said anything actually,"

"It's not your fault Obi,"

"Feels like it, you gonna get going Tony?"

"Yeah, I have a few weapon ideas; I am going to try to get them out quickly to help take attention from this." Tony said nodding at the child.

"You don't run on batteries Tony, you need some sleep."

"Good night Obi,"

"Get some rest Tony."

A/N - So there is the prologue, and or how Nariah ended up landing in the lap of Obadiah and by extension Tony. I hoped you all liked it.