Damaged - Prologue
"Do you remember when we first met?"
The brunette cocked her head to the right, looking at the male in confusion. And with a short nod of the head, she gestured for him to continue. It wasn't unusual for Anthony Stark to start a conversation in the middle of a press conference - his "I am Iron Man" had created quite the media and political storm five years ago - but for him to ignore the media, to focus on his employee and ask her the question, that question, in the middle of the panel, had heads turning and frowns forming.
"I knew," continued Stark, staring the analyst in the eye. "I knew, then, that you were the right choice for Stark Industries."
It was Virginia Potts who placed her pale fingers on his arm, she who tried to pull him away from the microphone, to ask him just what the hell he was doing.
Stark smiled. "You're my back up, Anna."