I twiddled my thumbs together staring intently at the door. It has been one year, and I'm expected to act like nothing ever happened? She married some guy I didn't know, left to live with him for a year and comes back, expecting everything is all hunky dory? I don't think so. As the door opened I stood, standing with my hands behind me back, heart racing. Pepper appeared, closely followed by a rather fit man. She smiled and so did I, walking up and shaking her hand.

"Always good to see you." I said, and she nodded.

"It would seem Stark industry's is just barley hanging in there." She raised an eyebrow and I shrugged. "Well, I'm back, and hopefully with… Some… Help…" She looked around, and I raised my eyebrows, looking at the man.

"Tony-"

"Stark, yes. I know." I clenched my jaw, already hating the bastard that took Pepper from me. "I'm Jean. Jean Green." I froze, starring at him, as he at me.

"Don't." Pepper said as I opened my mouth. I looked over to see her looking at the door.

"Somewhere to be?" I asked, and she looked at… Jean Green…

"Where's-" We all looked to the door as someone was thrown in my Dale, the security guy from the 3rd floor.

"Ughhh." We all now looked down to see a girl, shaking her head as she sat up. "I found that method rather fruity." She muttered, standing and turning, now in front of me between Pepper and Jean.

"This is my daughter, Sandra." Jean sighed, shaking his head. I raised an eyebrow, giving her a once over. She was short, but lean making her look tall. Her hair jet black and half way down her perfect shaped ass. Her skin was sun kissed, and I could tell she is pretty fit. Her eyes is what caught me. Bright, emerald green, showing defiance and mischief. I smiled, holding my hand out too her. She looked at it in disgust, but when Jean elbowed her, she clenched her jaw, glaring up at me as she shook my hand. It was strong, making me smile all the more.

"She's a lot like you." Pepper said once Sandra and Jean left the room, as so she could talk to me.

"How so?" Pepper sighed, crossing her arms.

"Argumentative, narcissistic, problematic, and a genius." I smirked, knowing that combination all too well.

"How old?"

"17."

"Ouch." I truly felt sorry for her. A child that wasn't hers, and with attributes like that plus teenage hormones?

"Yes. But about me coming back," I stared into her blue eyes, heart thumping. "Is it going to be a problem." I just stared at her, brain in slow motion.

"No."

"Are you sur-" The door burst open once more, to find Sandra being thrown in by 2 guards. She looked up at us slowly, smiling guiltily.

"Found her digging through the Computer Arch Cives." I raised an eyebrow and she stood, sighing.

"Archives genius." I chuckled once, holding my hand up to stop the guard from beating the ever living shit out of her.

"Thank you." They looked at me and left, as both me and Pepper stared at Sandra. She held her hands up, eyes lighting up.

"Hey! It wasn't my fault. The system called to me." She looked at me, raising an eyebrow. "By the way, you're fire wall sucks." My eyebrows shot up, as Pepper shook her head, putting it in her hand.

"I designed it myself." She shrugged her shoulders.

"Software kicks ass, but with the information you have in the hard drive, I suggest creating a better one." I smirked, making her brows come together.

"Then you do it."

"What?" Both Sandra and Pepper said. I looked at Pepper.

"Do you really want to leave her home alone? What better way to calm her down then to work with me?" She said at me, eye twitching.

"I honestly don't have a choice, do I?"

"Nope."