They continued driving down the long road, and Logan soon wondered where they were going. Her place, or his, she didn't know. Tony only looked over to her a few times, but when he noticed her looking out the window, he knew she was confused.

''I have something I want to show you.'' he told her, meaning for it to be a question as to whether or not she wanted to see it.

Logan nodded. ''Okay.''

They remained silent once more before they arrived at his mansion, slowly stopping by the path to the door. Logan followed Tony inside, having no idea where she was going since she had only been here once and hadn't really seen the house.

It was beautiful inside, and she understood why he felt the need to boast about the interior design. It was so modern and futuristic, it was like the house was custom made to suit his personality, which it most likely was. The hall was plain and clean, leading straight into an open living area, windows everywhere that looked out over the water in Malibu. There were electronic devices on the walls, technology was everywhere.

''Welcome home, sir.'' A voice came over.

Logan jumped, looking to Tony with a confused expression. It sounded like a man's voice, only it was computerized and sounded British. Tony chuckled lightly at her response before explaining.

''It's just Jarvis.''

''Jarvis?'' she asked, following him into the living room.

''He kind of takes care of the place and does what I tell him to do.'' Tony shrugged.

Logan only nodded slightly in understanding. Everything was so advanced here, Logan didn't feel like she fit in with all the technology and computers, she wasn't tech-savvy like Tony was. She knew how to work almost all the technology out there today, but nothing compared to what Tony had created. Sometimes Logan forgot how intelligent Tony actually is.

''So, what did you want to show me?'' she asked, sitting down on the couch. She turned around, seeing that he was no longer in the room. ''O...kay then.''

In a matter of seconds, Tony made his way back into the room, holding a large photo frame that was turned away from her. He had a smile playing at his lips already at her confused expression. She reached out to it, but he pulled it back, hiding what it was.

''You're really impatient, you know that?'' he commented, sitting the frame down. ''I arranged for this to be framed before I left, but uh...yeah, anyway. It's no big deal, but I kinda liked it, so...''

Tony turned the frame around, showing Logan exactly what it was. It was a photo of Tony and Obadiah, waving to the crowd with a smile on their face. To anyone else, it would have been an underwhelming surprise, nothing special, just a photo of the two main men of Stark Industries whose faces were plastered over all the magazines everywhere, but not to Logan. This was a photograph that she had taken on her first Stark Industries press conference. It had her small watermark in the bottom right corner, barely visible, but the credibility was there. Tony had chosen this photo, out of the thousands that had been taken by other photographers, to have printed and framed to put in his home. Logan stared at it with a smile on her face, her mind going back to that day that held so much memory.

''I had to find out where you actually worked to get this, which wasn't easy since you never told me, by the way.'' he told her as she looked on at the photo. ''I saw this one and I liked it.''

Logan finally looked up at him. ''You chose my photo.''

Tony nodded his head, looking down at the photo. ''Yeah, well it's a good photo.'' He watched as her eyes went back to the photograph. He didn't know if he had confused her or somehow made things weird. ''It's no big deal, I just liked it I guess.'' he played it off coolly.

''It's a big deal to me.'' she laughed. ''I mean, there are thousands of photos out there that I'm sure are one hundred percent identical to this one, but-''

''But I liked yours the best.'' he cut in.

Logan nodded. ''Yeah...'' she looked away from him, admiring the photo once more.

It wasn't a small gesture to her, and she didn't know if he knew that. This was a big compliment for her, a real privilege. His house was covered with the finest artworks and the most expensive creations by the most well-known artists and photographers in the world, and he had chosen her photo out of everything out there to have framed and put in his house. It was like he reassured her on what she was doing with her life, taking photos, and he was letting her know he thought she was talented. No, this wasn't a small gesture to her, not at all.

Tony sat the photo aside, leaning it against the wall in the living room. He looked at it for a moment, remembering back to that day as well, but he didn't let himself think too much about it at that moment. He wouldn't show his vulnerability, he wouldn't show his weakness.

''Did you want a drink?'' he asked, glancing over to the liquor.

Logan shook her head. ''Uh, no thanks.''

Tony went and sat down beside her on the couch, sighing as he leaned into the comfort of the cushions. This was why he took a liking to Logan, because he didn't mind that they just sat together in silence, no alcohol and no intentions. It might have been because he had been missing so long, or maybe she was always like this, but she made Tony feel comfortable.

''So, what'd I miss?'' he asked her. Neither one of them had brought up his disappearance, but now he was, casually.

Logan thought to herself. ''Hmm,'' she nestled into the cushions on the couch. ''Well a few good movies came out.''

Tony looked up at the ceiling. ''I don't like going to the movies.''

Logan raised an eyebrow. ''You don't?''

''Nope.'' he shook his head. ''What about you? What have you been doing?''

''Nothing, really.'' she looked up at the ceiling too. ''I, uh...went over there.''

Tony didn't need a name to know where 'there' was. ''I know.'' he looked over to her. ''I watched the reports.''

Once again, a wave of guilt came over Logan. She didn't like that while he was missing, her and Drew were making a career out of it, it made her sick to think that they made money off of that.

''I didn't want to.'' she admitted. ''I hated it.''

''Why?''

''Because.'' she closed her eyes, facing the ceiling once again. ''I just didn't like it, at all. Knowing that's where...all those people, and you...I didn't like it.''

Tony listened to her, taking in every word she said. He didn't know exactly what she meant, or what she was trying to tell him, but he could tell by something in her voice that she was being completely sincere in her opinion on the area. Then, for a few minutes, they sat there on the couch in silence, thinking about everything before Logan mustered enough courage to say something she had been wanting to say since she seen him.

''I'm sorry it happened to you.'' she told him, her voice barely above a whisper.

When Tony said nothing in return, Logan felt that she shouldn't have said anything at all. She was making him think about what happened when he was trying to recover. However, Tony didn't say anything simply because he was at loss for words. No one had said that to him. People asked him if he was alright, asked him if there was anything they could do, the usual stuff, but nothing took effect on him like her words did.

Tony looked over to her, and she was looking back at him with pleading eyes, trying to analyze his expression, but as usual it was unpredictable. Then, without thinking twice, Tony moved across from his position until they were inches away from each other, and then he leaned in, pressing his lips to hers gently. Logan didn't respond at first due to the shock of what he was doing, but in a matter of seconds, her hands rested on his shoulders as their kiss continued. It wasn't like the last time at all, it wasn't eager and passionate, it was gentle and slow, it was intimate. It went on for a few minutes before Logan's thought process kicked in, and she knew this wasn't a good idea. Gently, she backed away from his lips, and he looked at her with a mixture of confusion and rejection.

''You don't want this.'' she told him quietly, holding her hand to his face.

Tony moved forward, reaching for her again. ''I do.''

Logan accepted his lips once more, but again she broke away not long after. ''You're hurt.'' she told him simply.

''I'm fine.'' he told her, shaking his head.

Logan only looked back at him, saying nothing. He was hurt, he was suffering and she knew he only wanted comfort, and this was the only comfort he knew. For years he had been having one-night-stands with women, finding comfort in their time they spent together, but once it was over he felt everything he was trying to hide again, and then he was back where he started. Logan didn't want that. She didn't want him to think that was the only comfort she could offer him.

''I get it.'' he moved away. ''You're not interested, that's fine.'' he told her, putting up his walls of defense.

Logan sighed. ''It's not that-''

''You don't have to lie about it.'' he stood up. ''It was a one time thing, just like you said, right?''

Logan stoop up as well, following him as he walked away from her. ''Tony, that's not-''

''Hey don't feel inclined to stay, if you want to go-''

''I don't want you to think that's why I'm-''

''-then just go-''

''Tony!'' she shouted, trying to overpower his voice that kept cutting her off.

Tony stopped, facing away from her. He didn't know what else to say, he was hurt. She had hurt him by pushing him away when he needed her, and he didn't know what to do now. Logan walked over to him, now standing in the hall, and she put her hands on his back, trying to convince him to turn around. She didn't want to make him face her, so she didn't pull or push him to move, she wanted him to make the decision. Tony could feel the warmth of her hands on his back, and he was torn between walking away or giving in. But right now, after everything, he just didn't have the strength to deny that he was in pain. Slowly, he turned around, his expression blank, giving off no signs of emotion or feeling, and then he let her decide.

Logan reached her hands up, snaking them around his neck and pulling herself to him in a hug. It wasn't leading to anything, it wasn't suggesting anything, it was only showing him that she was there for him. Tony didn't understand what she was doing at first since she was the one who backed off in the first place, but after a few seconds, he realized she wasn't moving. She was holding him, reassuring him she was there, and before he knew it, his arms were wrapped around her waist, pulling her closer as his head nestled onto her shoulder. They didn't say anything, but they didn't need to. Logan was there for him, and Tony was slowly learning that.

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