Chapter Three: Stark Tower

~ about an hour later, in New York City ~

Phil and she walked into the front room of Stark Tower. Andra looked around. Everything around her was clean and professional, with no difference between one side of the room and the other. She chuckled to herself; it was so unlike Tony to be professional... or totally clean, for that matter. There was always something dirty about that man.

The two agents boarded the elevator and Phil pressed the button for the top floor. As the realization that she was going to see the man she had randomly left with no explanation set in, she became slightly nervous. Seeing her discomfort, Phil placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. She sent him a small smile and he took out his phone. When he put it up to his ear, she saw the caller I.D., and caught that he was calling Tony. Quickly looking down, she couldn't help but overhear what happened over the phone.

"Hello, you have reached the life model decoy of Tony Stark -"

"Hey, Stark," Phil said, "We're here on urgent business."

She winced when he said "we're," as she was sure that Tony wouldn't let that slip.

"Then leave it urgent," he replied. "Wait, we?"

Phil looked at her. "Never mind that. Coming up."

As he hung up the phone, she sighed, "Did you really have to say 'we?'"

He gave her a smile, "It's better than lying to him and having you be a surprise."

Andra crossed her arms, "We're spies, Phil. It's our job to lie."

The elevator dinged, and Phil walked out of the open door. She stayed behind, hiding from the open view to the flat. It was so tempting to just turn tail and run. Her bravery ran out when it came to Tony, he was one of the few men who could make her nervous. Due to her past with him - which included actually falling for him in an almost whirlwind romance - she was anxious to see him again. She remembered watching an interview featuring Tony where they asked about her. He said that he had no idea where she was and that he figured she'd either left or been kidnapped. Apparently, he had filed a missing persons on her, but they'd never found any evidence she was ever there. That was the thing about S.H.I.E.L.D.; if you didn't want to be found, you could totally disappear.

She shook the past from her mind and focused on where she was. In the background, she could hear Phil explaining to Tony why they were at his apartment. After a second of gathering herself, she walked out of the elevator. Tony was standing with his back to her across the room. He looked to be uploading something into JARVIS's mainframe, probably the files on the Avengers Initiative. Surprisingly, the room was devoid of other females. She had almost expected for there to be another woman there that Tony was sleeping with, at least for the night, but he was alone.

Seeing him standing there alone definitely made her courage soar. Andra walked past Phil.

She tapped Tony on the shoulder and purred, "Hello, Anthony."

He spun around and froze when he saw her.

"Andra?" he asked, stunned. He looked her up and down, in an almost flirtatious way. "Where have you been? You just randomly disappeared, with no explanation for -" he spied the large S.H.I.E.L.D. symbol on her tank top, "Oh. So that's where you went."

"Sorry, Tony. I wanted to tell you, really, but, ya know, Fury woulda killed me," she explained.

"Yeah, I figured. Next time, babe, don't make me come after you."

"You came after me?"

"I didn't then, but I will next time," he said nonchalantly, turning back to the computer.

She smirked and wrapped her arms around his neck, saying in his ear, "You implying that you want a next time, Mister Stark?"

He turned around, putting his hands on her waist and giving her an identical expression to her own. "What if I did? After all, you're way hotter than you were before, Kitty Cat," he teased, looking her over again.

She pulled herself from his arms and walked across the room, leaning on the back of one of the couches. "And what makes you think that I wanna come back?"

"You're here, aren't you?"

Tony started walking towards her intently, stopping at the couch with his hands on either side of her and his face close to hers. At that moment, Phil cleared his throat loudly, and the two got the point, Tony stepping away from her.

"We should probably head back and leave Mr. Stark to look over the files," he suggested.

Andra nodded and stood up straight to follow him, but Tony grabbed her arm and pulled her back.

"Nope, not her. Kitty Cat's staying here," he stated.

"I don't think Fury'll allow her to stay here," Phil warned.

"Aw, come on. He can let go of her for one night."

"Tony, I'm not sure -" she started.

"Okay. Fine. Your loss. Go ahead and walk out again," he turned back to his computer.

"Tony! I'd stay, but Fury's pretty strict, and besides," she added, looking at the large amount of documents on the display screen, "You have a lot of homework."

"I suppose. There's not that many files, but if you think so. Though... I could make it worth your while," he tempted her, looking into her eyes.

The room had suddenly became very warm, or was it just her?

"Well... when you put it that way..." She placed her hand up to the com-link on her ear and pressed the connection button, saying, "So, Dad, can I spend the night?"

He sighed. "Will it help your assignment?"

After stealing a glance at Tony, she replied, "Yeah, probably."

"Then I want you to stay with Mr. Stark until he agrees to come in. Send Agent Coulson back, though. I have a feeling he won't want to be there anyway."

Andra chuckled. "I agree, will do. Thank you, sir."

She disconnected and walked up to Tony, who had turned back to his computer, and whispered in his ear, "Guess who's spending the night."

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So Andra's spending the night with Tony now. Hmmm...

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