Hey, everyone, thanks for the great reviews! Keep 'em coming and I'll keep writing! I will also give anyone open credit for any suggests given. Short chapter. But…as I promised (epic music!) I am uploading TWO! Hope you likey. I know one of you disliked my levity in the chapter, I wanna say, I am an amateur writer and this is fluff. I appreciate constructive criticism but being all out rude, that is uncalled for. So please be nice, to everyone. This is my first story, and I know it is a bit rough, so stay with me.

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CHAPTER 3

"You…aren't a hard man to find, Mr. Stark, surprisingly," the capture smiled evilly, his left eye twitching slightly.

"Thank you," Tony said wryly, his eyes stormy with hidden wrath.

"But I'll admit, when I found someone who knew the ins and outs of your home, it was easy," Hammar readjusted his glasses and grinned. Obviously he was serious, however, Tony could not take him as such with his goofy smile. Pepper put a hand on Tony's shoulder.

"I'd like to…well…reintroduce you to my business partner," Hammar looked like a homeschooled kid in a candy shop.

"Dammit," Tony growled as Christine Everheart made her long legged entrance. "Let me guess, writing for Vanity Fair isn't your only interest."

"Also a degree in Computer Engineering and Analysis," she smirked, narrowing her eyes. It did nothing to improve her looks. Tony made a face. "Can I get a reaction?"

"Murder, thank you," Tony stood and Pepper stepped closer to him, almost possessively. "What do you want?" Christine walked across the room and pushed Tony.

"What do you want?" he said again, angrily, and steeled himself. The next time she tried to push him, he was unmoving, and caught her arm in the air. He twisted it sharply and she let out a little "eep". Tony made a noise that sounded almost like a furious dog growling.

"I missed you, Tony," she whispered. Holding her at arm's length, he remained expressionless.

"I didn't," His voice was dripping with annoyance. Christine gave a violent shove and threw her weight into, pinning him against the wall, attainable by his sudden loss of balance. Just as she was about to kiss him, she let out a scream and fell backwards at an odd angle, as if she had been clotheslined.

It was Pepper, still clutching a fistful of Christine's dyed auburn hair. Tony nearly slumped in relief.

"I've wanted to do that since I caught that bitch in your dress shirt."

I couldn't resist letting Pepper yank some of Christine's pseudo hair out. Sorry if you no likey. Click the magic button and let me know.

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