This story, as the title indicates, will be a series of one shots of Tony's part of the story on my 'Delta Gamma Omega' universe. Either what he was thinking on parts I wrote about, or things that were going on with him, specially when he found out about the kids HYDRA did with his DNA and what their relationship will be.

Hope you like it! Reviews are always welcome.

This happened right after chapter 12 of Delta Gamma Omega.

Execute Delta Beta Epsilon 0045.

As he drove away from the new base for the Avengers, those were the words on his mind.

Execute Delta Beta Epsilon 0045.

And the sound of a gunshot.

Those elements in that order.

He was right, when he had asked the girl assassin to speak of his son, she had dared him to come back.

Look for Delta Beta Epsilon 0045 in my files. I'm sure they mention him there, not everything of course, just what is related to me. If you still want to talk to me after seeing it. I will be here waiting.

She had dared him to come back and look her in the eye after learning she had murdered his son.

That was a dare he would lose. He could not face her. Specially because his traitorous brain kept saying that she had no choice.

Still, his son, Drew, had given her something she never had, a friend. A brother. Bonded beyond anything she had ever been taught or experienced. And she killed him, shot him straight through the heart.

Execute Delta Beta Epsilon 0045.

Gunshot.

He stepped even harder on the pedal, making the car go to very fast to dangerously so.

" Boss, maybe you could slo- "

" Not now, FRYDAY. " He interrupted, his AI not interrupting him again.

He was in his workshop. Papers from his most recent donation in front of him, he was signing them, but barely seeing the words, he knew them already.

" Tony, is late. " Came Pepper's voice. " You can do this later, come to bed. "

" Not now. " He said. He didn't notice, but the red head had, that phrase had left his lips many times in the last days.

She used to try, but for the last two days, she didn't anymore.

" Alright. Do as you want. " She said, leaving.

He waited a moment, finishing the piles of files, then looking at the screens on the table in front of him. What to do?

" FRYDAY. " He called. " Show me. "

" Maybe you should leave it in a permanent loop? " Asked the female voice, with her own brand of sarcasm, as the images of his son, Drew, appeared on the screen. His AI had a copy of Ava's file and had already separated everything pertaining to the Beta boy.

He ignored the comment.

" Isolate file 35. " He said.

The image of the studying room appeared. Drew sitting on the table, feet up on the table. The only one in the image to do that. He looked relaxed as he read through the huge pile of books on his side of the table. Ava on the other side, a book on her hands, reading through her own pile of books.

From moment to moment, a ball of paper came in the direction of the girl.

He smiled to himself. Even in that hell-hole, the boy didn't allow HYDRA to make him an empty puppet. He could have accomplished so much if he had been raised by Tony.

Tony leaned back on the chair. Before learning all this, he would never have even considered the chance of having a kid. Now, all he thought about was a kid he had and lost without knowing.

He should have known. Which one of the sea of women he slept him was the one to be working for HYDRA? Or was it a hotel worker who stole a condom from a trashcan?

He smiled when a paper ball finally got the girl to kick the chair from under Drew in the video, the boy falling and glaring at her in a well spirited manner, stopping when the guards on the end of the room shifted in place, ready to move.

" FRYDAY, which project is next on my list? " He asked, looking away from the video of his son. He had to work.

It didn't surprise him when Pepper left. She understood how he was feeling, but everyone had a breaking point. His growing habit of ignoring her and her needs made the woman reach hers.

It still hurt.

But he... what could he do about the guilt that consumed his mind? He just had so much to think about that Pepper somehow had become ' less important'.

He had to get his mind straight before trying to get her back.