Canary listened as Coulson dialed a number. They answred quickly.

"Hello?"

"I need to speak with the woman." Coulson said.

"It's for her." she heard the man say.

A man started to speak in Russian but was cut off.

"You're at 1-14 Silensky Plaza, 3rd floor. We have an f-22 exactly eight miles out. Put the woman on the phone, or i will blow up the block before you can make the lobby." Coulson said.

Canary chuckled silently at his bluntness. There was a shuffle before Natasha answered.

"We need you to come in." Coulson said.

"Are you kidding? I'm working." she said.

"This takes precedence."

"I'm in the middle of an interrogation. This moron is giving me everything." she said.

"I do not give everything." someone said in the background

"Look, you can't pull me out of this right now." Natasha explained.

Canary got tired and cut in. "Nat...Barton's been compromised." she said.

A second passed. "Let me put you on hold."

Sounds of a struggle started (all male grunts) as they listened. After they finished, a slightly out of breath Natasha answered.

"Where's Barton now?" she asked.

"We don't know." Coulson answered.

"But he's alive?"

"We think so. I'll brief you on everything when you get back. But first, we need you to talk to the big guy."

"Coulson, you know that Stark trusts me about as far as he can throw me."

"Isadora and I have Stark. You get the big guy." Isadora/Canary pointed to herself.

After they hung up, Coulson turned to her.

"Fury said that now is the best time to tell you, since you're old enough for it."

A look of confusion spread across Isadora's features. "What is it?" she asked.

"follow me to the interrogatio

rooms please." he said and walked off.

She followed him to interrogation room three. He opened the door for her and she walked in, sitting down in a chair. Coulson walked in a few minutes after her, holding a file. He sat it down and stood in a dark corner. Isadora grabbed the file, opening it up. The whole paper had been updated because she saw new things that were added or deleted.

Isadora gasped at the new information, namely the fact that her father's name was written on a line that had always read unknown.

"Tony S-Stark's my father?" she asked, stuttering.

Tears welled in her eyes at Coulson's response. "Yes."

"Phil! How could you let them keep this from me? I thought we were better than that! You know how I felt about this." she said.

"Fury said that it was better this way. I had to keep it a secret." Coulson answered, seemingly unbothered.

"I don't give a fuck what Fury said! You kept this a secret from me. Does Stark even know?" she asked. Coulson looked down at his shoes.

"Mr. Stark thought that if the world knew he was a hero and a new father, then things would change for the both of you so he begged us to keep it a secret." Coulson said.

"So then why are you telling me now? Because I'm old enough?" she asked.

"No. Because Mr. Stark felt that it was right to tell you now." Coulson answered, opening the door to the room.

"We leave in ten." he said and left.

Isadora sat staring at the line she knew was gonna change her life for better or worse. She had a father, he'd known about her the whole time. She was not just another waste of space orphan. She was somebody.

"I got Rogers in. Let me know when you got Stark on board." Fury said through the phone.

"Got it." Isadora said.

Coulson and Isadora stepped into the elevator and pressed the button to Stark's penthouse. Coulso dialed Stark's number, ending up with Jarvis answering.

"He's not in right now." his voice said.

"Tell him it's important." Coulson said.

The A.I answered with the same thing.

"Give me the phone." Isadora said.

Coulson handed her the phone and she quickly overrode Jarvis' protocols.

"Mr. Stark we need to talk." Coulson said.

"You have reached the life mode decoy of Tony Stark. Please leave a message." Stark said.

"This is urgent." Coulson replied.

"Then leave it urgently."

Isadora willed the doors to open and Coulson and her stepped through.

"Security breach. It's on you." Stark said to his assistant and girlfriend, Pepper Potts.

"Mr. Stark." Coulson said.

"Phil! Come in." Pepper said.

"Phil?" Stark asked under his breath.

Isadora looked him over, scanning for his features that seemed to match hers. They had the hair, skin tone, and nose to match.

"I can't stay long." Phil Coulson said.

"Uh, two things. His first name is 'Agent' and does she know yet?" Stark said, walking up behind Pepper and gesturing toward Isadora.

Coulson nodded slightly.

"Come on in. We're celebrating." Pepper said warmly.

"Which is why they can't stay." Stark smiled.

"We need you to look this over as soon as possible." Couslon said, holding the folder out to Tony.

"I don't like being handed things." he said.

"That's fine, because I love being handed things. Here, we can trade." Pepper said, taking the folder from Coulson, handing him her champagne, giving the folder to Tony and taking his champagne.

Isadora silently snorted, laughing at her antics. Coulson handed her the champagne and she swirled it around before tilting it to her lips and downing it. Noticing everyone's (except Coulson) weird looks, she simple stated, "Rough night."

"Well, help yourself to some more, Isadora." Pepper said, motioning to the couches.

She gladly accepted, plopping down and helping herself to another glass.

Pepper and Isadora had been close for a while, she'd met Pepper when she met Phil Coulson. Pepper had instantly taken a liking to her, seeing something or someone in her that was familiar.

"Official consulting hours are between eight and five every other Thursday." Stark said.

"This isn't a consultation." Coulson said.

"Is this about the Avengers?" Pepper asked. "...which I know nothing about." she covered up as soon as she'd realized what she'd said.

"The Avengers initiative was scrapped, I thought. And I didn't even qualify." Stark said, walking over to his desk.

"I didn't know that either." Pepper lied.

"Apparently, I'm volatile, self-obsessed, don't play well with others." Stark said, Isadora and Pepper hummed in agreement.

"That I did know." Pepper said.

"This isn't about personality profiles anymore." Coulson said.

"Whatever. Ms. Potts, got a second?" Stark asked, standing at his desk, looking at the electronic folder.

Pepper went over to him and Isadora motioned to Coulson.

"Phil, you're like my father. I don't think I can accept anyone else. Plus, he's right, he is super self absorbed and hasn't said anything to me since we came in. I'm scared." she whispered quickly to him.

"Relax, I have a plan." Coulson whispered back to her as Pepper and Tony pulled away from a kiss.

Tony turned back to the projected information and inspected it. Pepper and Coulson started to leave and Isadora started to get up and leave with them but was blocked by Coulson and Pepper quickly hit the button, wiggling her fingers at Isadora as the door shut.

She sighed, laying her head against the elevator door. Her heart pounded as she brought up the courage to address her father.

"Mr. Stark, I -" she started.

"There's honestly no need, Izzy. You're not the one at fault here, I am." Tony said, looking away from his homework.

"But Mr. Stark -" she started again, only to be cut off again.

"Look, I don't want you to explain anything." he said. "And please don't call me Mr. Stark, I'm your father. Call me Tony." he said, walking over to her.

She nodded, urging him to go on.

"I should've kept you, Isadora. You're my daughter, hell you've got all my features. But I was so focused on my growing career and my playboy lifestyle, I didn't think it would have been good for you. You're grown now and you look so much like your mother. You've joined SHIELD, which I don't approve of, and got out to see the world. I'm proud of you, Izzy." he said.

Tears pricked Isadora's eyes and she tried hard not to cry as her heart swelled.

"Mr. Sta - erm...Tony, for my whole life, I've been wanting to hear someone say those three words. That's why I put myself through college, that's why I have 8 masters degrees in multiple fields of science and engineering, because I've always wanted someone to be proud of me, I don't care that you weren't in my life, I'm grateful to have you here now." she replied and le the tears roll down her face.

Jarvis chose this time to speak up. "Mr. Stark, Director Fury is requesting you examine that folder immediately." he said, effectively scaring her.

Her senses were dulled by the alcohol so she wasn't exactly on her game.

"I will soon Jarvis. Thank you." Tony said, rolling his eyes.

Jarvis' voice said no more.

"I wasn't always out of your life." Tony said.

Isadora wiped her tears. "What do you mean?"

"The bracelet on your wrist, one of those charms is a camera. I sent it to you on your 5th birthday." Tony stated.

Isadora inspected the charms hanging from her bracelet. One especially glinted and she knew it was that one. "So you've been watching me this whole time?" she asked.

"Always watching, I prevented a lot of bad things from happening to you." he said.

Isadora took the time to think back to how peaceful her life was, how even though she lived the life of an orphan, she never ended up in sucky foster homes, she was always loved by her foster parents.

"I guess I should thank you then." she said.

"You're my daughter and despite my idiot decisions, I love you." he said.

"Would it be okay to hug you?" she asked.

He nodded and extended his arms towards her. She ran to him and embraced him. She held her father for a moment, listening to the dull hum of the arc reactor in his chest and then let go.

Tony noticed how she swayed and he stepped in time to catch her as she passed out.