Bad Luck Love.
Chapter rating: K
Chapter warnings: None.
Pairing: You'll see.. :)
Spoilers: Some
Length: Multi-chapter
Summary: He who is afraid of bad luck will never know good.
Disclaimer: We do not own anything, but the stuff we have made up :)
Chapter 1.
The wall wasn't brick, or a wall. Maggie still bounced, in danger of falling before strong arms caught her until she found her footing. She started to cursed until she looked up into the handsome face of Tony Stark, all perfect black suit and sunglasses even in the sub basement. He was nothing like what she had come accustomed in the lower levels. Lab techs wore comfortable clothing under their lab coats. Jeans and tee's and shorts. Certainly not designer suits and shoes. Maggie, embarrassed, found herself staring at those beautiful Italian shoes, more expensive than her car. She felt like the earth really should just swallow her in the spot, but then he offered her a surprisingly polite smile.
"Hello there, just passing through. Sorry about that. Actually, you might know, this way to the forensics lab? I need to use the mass spec."
"Mr… Stark I… I," Maggie glanced back behind her, ominous blue smoke still hanging in the air. "I... no. I mean yes that way to the forensics lab, but no... You see it has some 'technical' problems right now. Something odd, just seemed to …"
From inside the room a yell called out, "the fire started again! Someone, get the extinguisher!"
"… start on fire." Maggie finished flatly, fidgeting and fighting the urge to giggle nervously as he looked down at her all perfect and stunning. Was it like this for every woman that met the legendary business man of Stark Tower? Probably all but his assistant, Maggie inwardly mused.
"Fire," Tony raised an eyebrow. "Right. Ok listen, you look reasonably bright. What's your name?"
"Maggie."
"Ok, Maggie, as luck would have it I need that equipment. I'm on a very tight schedule," he glanced at his designer Omega watch. "And don't have time to help fix it."
"You think it can be fixed?" Maggie blurted out, relieved. Tony looked down at her over the top of his expensive looking sunglasses.
"Maggie, anything can be fixed," he was already tapping on his phone, the holographic display blurring and buzzing with the speed of his thoughts. "But this one… here…. Will…. Be… replaced." He made one more motion with his fingers and the display disappeared. He smiled at Maggie, displaying perfect teeth. "Courtesy of Stark Enterprises. Because I need something analyzed..."
"Oh! Mr Stark! Is she bothering you? No one told us you were coming. Did she do anything to you? Did anything... happen?" Jenny bustled from the door followed by a burst of smoke and louder yelling before the door closed shut again. She stepped forward closer to the pair before she realized who she was standing close to and stopped nervously three steps back. The shorter woman seemed somewhat agitated. And when Maggie Smith got agitated, something bad usually happened."That is, Maggie sometimes can cause… "
"Accidents," Maggie finished quickly.
"I was going to say disasters," Jenny said glancing back at the door. "Maggie was just going to do some paperwork." Jenny added the last with a glare. Maggie, though bolstered by her conversation with Tony Stark, withered beneath that glare. Just her bad luck that she was meeting one of the most important people in S.H.I.E.L.D. just after destroying the one piece of equipment he'd come to use. She jammed her hands into her pockets and sulked off towards engineering. At least they appreciated her impeccable organizational skills.
"I have a high security item I need scanned," Tony Stark was saying and despite herself, Maggie stopped just around the corner where she could still hear the pair. Glancing about nervously she didn't see anyone and kept herself hidden from Jenny who would only order her away. She couldn't help herself, she would likely never again get a chance to see Tony Stark this close and after all, it was her fault the mass spectrometer was broken. Sort of.
"You have my assurances that we'll get that scanned as quickly as possible," Jenny was saying. "I'm sure we'll be able to…"
"I already ordered a new one. It'll be here tomorrow," Tony said. "It shouldn't have to wait that long, but S.H.I.E.L.D. doesn't want this in anyone else's hands. Even with the Avengers overseeing. Infuriating, of course, as we never fail when the stakes are high, always get what we want. Always."
"I'll store it in the vault until the new machine arrives," Jenny said, starting to gush. "And I must say it certainly is an honour seeing a member of the Avengers down in the basements. And one of your fame, It really is an honour to meet you Mr. Stark."
Maggie rolled her eyes. She could see in her mind the tall blonde flicking her hair and giving the man a sparkly smile. Jenny's attempt at flirting was a little embarrassing. Maggie stopped herself from getting too disgusted; her performance in the presence of Tony Stark had been laughable as well. There was something about the man that just made a woman's knees go weak.
"Well I am famous. And rich. And successful and a genius," Tony said. "Do you like sushi? I feel like sushi. Why not give this to one of your lab men to put away and I'll buy you some sushi. I have a meeting in Tokyo, won't take but eight hours."
"What?" Maggie mouthed wordlessly. What could Tony Stark see in Jenny that he hadn't seen in her? All she had was long blonde hair, long legs, smile that could light up a room… oh. Maggie sniffed and started to walk away again. Not wanting to hear Jenny's bumbling replies. Well, not everyone could be tall and blonde with a perfect figure, somebody had to be short and brunette and.. She looked down at herself, maybe she did pack a bit of extra on her waist. Damn it.
"But as soon as the new equipment comes then I want this scanned. It needs to be scanned yesterday, and I want to be notified to be here when the analysis starts."
An idea was starting to itch in Maggie's mind, hatching into a plot that brought a enthusiastic smile to her lips. She quickly walked to the elevator and, while taking the ride up pulled out her cell phone and hurriedly dialled her friend in maintenance.
"Hector? It's Maggie. Yeah, that Maggie. You don't know another Maggie! No don't worry, I'm not coming to see you, you don't have to sound so scared," Maggie said, tiredly. "No it's not like that, listen. I need a favour. Yes another favour. How do you feel about fixing a mass spectrometer after hours?"
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AN:
S: And there's the first chapter for you to read and review. We love those who review. We have many feels for those who review. Mostly pink and fluffy feels. :)
Did you now Maggie was named after the baby in The Simpsons? Probably not... but she was, as I was wathing an ep. of The Simpsons while I came up with her. Out of curiosity I did a few MS tests on her, and got anti-MS and non-MS on all of them, hahahah.. Oh and one said she is anti-cool. So yeah, I hope to keep her that way, and expect you guys to tell me or K if we sway from this path. :)
Cheers ya all! :)