Again, thanks to everyone who reviewed. This chapter has a little more Minnie and Bruce, so I hope you like it.

"Hey Minnie?"

"Not now Tony." I muttered as my fingers flew across the keyboard of my laptop.

"Minnie?" Maybe if I ignore him, he'll get bored and go away... Wait, no, last time he got bored...

"Yeah Tony?" I looked up with a smile on my face.

"I need you to take Bruce to the labs at the tower, and hang around, help him out if he needs anything. Keep him happy, y'know? But not too happy." he said making me sigh.

"Tony, I have a ton of planning to do for your party." I sighed.

"So do it from there." he shrugged.

"Okay." I sighed, at least it would get me out of the house for awhile. I stood up and closed my computer. "Where's Dr. Banner?"

"Tony, are you ready to go?" Dr. Banner asked as he walked downstairs holding a few files and pulling on a jacket.

"Turns out, I promised to take Pepper to lunch, and if I reschedule it again- well, let's just say things are going to be very tense around here." he nodded looking unhappy. "So, Minnie has graciously offered to take you and keep you happy. But G rated happy. The last thing we need is baby Banners running around her." he waved his hand around.

"Tony," I said with a frown.

"Oh okay, PG, but like I said, no baby Banners! If you have to get PG13 or even R make sure you've got a guaranteed no spin-offs contract."

"Tony-" Dr. Banner was blushing. "I'm not-"

"Well why not? How long's it been man? No wonder you're so tense all the time. Might do both of you some good, just keep it off the lab equipment, I work there too."

"Good bye Tony." I said as I took my computer and grabbed Dr. Banner by the wrist.

"So I'm not the only one he teases then."

"No. No, he sent out a memo once, trying to get me a date. It was extremely embarrassing." I rolled my eyes as I got into one of the cars. "Coming?" He got into the passenger's side and buckled up as I started the car and drove down the driveway. "So, how was your trip?" I asked.

"It didn't work." he muttered.

"I'm sorry."

"Sorry, nothing. It uh, it was interesting."

"What didn't work?"

"I was... Looking for inspiration."

"And you didn't get it?"

"Well," he said after a moment. "I learned how to not do what I wanted to do."

"Kind of like Eddison." I said with a small smile.

"Excuse me?" he asked.

"After inventing the lightbulb Thomas Eddison had said "I have not failed 1,000 times. I have successfully discovered 1,000 ways to NOT make a light bulb."." I answered.

"That's a good way of looking at it I guess." he said.

"So where did you go?"

"All over the place. Canada mostly." he said and I smiled.

"What part?"

"Quebec."

"Parlez-vous français?" (Do you speak French?) I asked, looking at him out of the corner of my eye.

"Oui, un peu." (Yes a little) he replied with a smile, though his pronunciation wasn't perfect, but it was good.

"Avez-vous déjà été en France?" (Have you ever been to France?) I asked and he shook his head.

"Non, j'ai appris au Québec." (No, I learned in Quebec)

"Dommage, je l'entends c'est beau." (Pity, I hear it's beautiful) I sighed.

"Oui, très belle..." (Yes, very beautiful) he said softly, before turning his eyes back to the road in front of us. "If you've never been to France, why do you speak French?"

"My mom is French. Her parents never bothered learning English, and would stay with us every summer. My mom always thought kids in the United States were lazy, so she made sure I learned more than one language growing up." I shrugged with a light blush. "I'm not particularly clever or talented at many things, but I can pick up languages pretty quickly."

"Yeah me too." he nodded. "Sometimes you have to adapt."

"Exactly." I grinned.

"So you're half French, what's the other half?" he asked.

"Italian and German actually." I said and he raised an eyebrow. "Yeah, uh, my dad's mother was from Germany and his Father was from Italy. When his grandparents came to America they changed their last name at Elis Island. It's kind of weird knowing they lived here then, and I live here now." I smiled.

"What was their name before?" he asked. I had to admit I was slightly surprised I was telling him this much, but he wanted to know, and Tony did tell me to keep him happy.

"It was Alduino." I said. "Which is from a German name that translates to Strong Friend." I smiled looking over at him momentarily. "I got really into that genealogy stuff for awhile. What about you, where's your family from?"

"I'm not really sure." he said hesitantly.

"You never asked?"

"My family and I don't really talk." he said shortly.

"Oh, I- I'm sorry Dr. Banner." I said softly. "I didn't mean to pry."

"It's okay." he said and let out a sigh as he looked out the window, watching traffic move by.

When we got to Stark Tower I scanned my ID and the gate opened letting me park in the underground parking garage. I pulled into my spot right next to Tony's, and got out of the car, Dr. Banner following. I pushed the button and we waited for the elevator.

"Which lab are you going to be working in?"

"Tony said Lab 12 was open?"

"Okay." I nodded as the elevator dinged. The door opened and Dr. Banner held his arm out, allowing me to step inside first. He stepped in after me and I pushed the button for the correct floor. Bruce seemed surprised there were no stops making me look at him with a small smile. "It helps having access to Tony's personal elevator." I shrugged and he smiled.

"Of course." he nodded. We walked onto the floor when the door opened and I smiled at the secretary on that floor, a slightly flamboyant man named Dallas who was answering the phone sounding bored.

"Stark Towers, R&D please hold. Stark Towers, R&D please hold..." he droned as he filed his nails. He looked up when he heard the elevator open and practically squealed when I came walking out. "Oh my god, it's been so long! What has Tony Stark been making you do? It can't be easy working under him, though, girl I'm so jealous if you really are working under him."

"Jesus, what is it with people and my sex life today." I muttered under my breath. "First you, now Tony?" I asked looked at Dr. Banner. "No offense of course Dr. Banner, it just wouldn't be professional." I shook my head. He just nodded and I turned back to Dallas. "Hey, spaz attack. Chill, this is Dr. Bruce Banner, he's going to be doing some work in Lab 12. He is not to be disturbed unless it is by Ms Potts, or Tony Stark himself, do you understand?" I asked and Dallas sighed.

"Yes mother." he sighed.

"I wish to hell I was your mother, you never would have made it out of the house with that tie." I scoffed.

"Please, you never would have made it out of the house with that hair." he shot back making me self consciously touch my hair.

"You secretaries are so mean." I said as I lead Dr. Banner to the lab. "Sorry you had to see that, it's just a sort of thing we do." I shrugged and Dr. Banner smiled lightly.

"It was funny." he admitted.

"Dr. Banner, is there anything I can get you? Coffee, tea?"

"Actually a tea would be amazing." he smiled.

"Great. Let me go get that started for you." I said, and walked out of the lab leaving him to his work.