Not every good person is a hero. At least, in the big picture. Bambina Arbogast was fine with that. She didn't need the glitz and glam of the recorded society. Her ex-boss got plenty of that. She couldn't help but smirk thinking of her last boss, the great Iron Man. Tony freaking Stark.

Man had that been a crazy period of time when she was being hired. Even crazier when she had left, after she had adopted her little boy. A little genius boy.

One that Tony enjoyed visiting every other month.

"Tony. He's my boy. Don't forget that." she quipped with glee.

"Aw, but Bambi, I just want to borrow him. Infect him with a love of science!" He laughed tickling the squirmy four year old. Peter screeched with delight as Tony tickled him.

"He does not need you for that," she stated dryly. Peter looked up at his mom with a confused expression.

"Yep. I like Uncle Tony's science."

"Aha!"

"Tony. Do I need to call Pepper? Any more time with my baby and I'm afraid you might take him from me."

"Mom," an eight year old Peter began, "Why does Uncle Tony call you Bambi?"

"It's short for my first name. Bambina."

"Bambina? Is that a real name?"

"It's my name baby. Just like your name is Peter."

"So Uncle Tony calls you Bambi?"

"I'm just lucky he calls me Bambi. He didn't know Pepper's name was Virginia. I still don't think he knows."

"Peter Benjamin Parker!"

"Uh oh."

"Get your ass in here now!"

"Coming mom!" Peter squeaked running into the kitchen. He saw his mom standing in the kitchen with his Uncle Tony sitting at the table with a bunch of files of- uh oh.

"Care to explain this Spiderman?"

"Um-I-I- It was Uncle Tony's idea!"

Bambina raised a brow, and her gaze fell on an ever smug Tony.

"Why am I not surprised? Anthony Edward Stark you better have a damn good explanation or Pepper will here about it and it will not be pretty."

"Your son," Tony began to explain, "Is a superpowered teenaged spider. I saw him fighting a would-be rapist in one of the back alleys of New York. I thought I'd give a hand if he was going to be out fighting in a onesie after dark."

"Dear god. Peter," she said walking over to her son. She enveloped him in a hug, "Don't you ever keep something like that a secret. Not from me. I want to keep you safe."

"You better damn well keep him safe."

"What? You don't trust me Bambi? After all I've done for Peter?"

"Science is different. This is my child's life. I may not have brought him into the world. But he is my child. I only know of what goes on in the Superhero world from you. I still know what goes on in your world, and I do not want him to get hurt," she said in near tears.

"Oh Bambi. That's why I'm doing this. I've even got Fury on board. There's a young team being trained-"

"Be careful with your next words Tony."

"To keep them safe, and to help others. Can you really tell Peter not to help others?"

Bambi was quiet as she sat down. She put her face in her hands. She felt a warm hand clasp her shoulder.

"It'll be okay. I promise."

Hehe. Bambina Teresa Bliss 'Bambi' Arbogast, Stark's no-nonsense secretary/executive assistant, a trusty battle axe, and just about the only one who could handle being Tony Stark's personal assistant. More motherly than Pepper, this feisty matron kept Stark, Rhodey, and SE in line through all kinds of insanity. Straight from comicbookbd. A website that's been helping me.

But she was such a delight to write. I am so glad I found her.