Annnd here's where things start to get a bit better and less depressing, although of course there's always a little bit the next chapters won't be as sad as the last ones you read. Thank you all of my wonderful followers and reviewers!


Rosie had taken the news fairly well, at least compared to Blake's reaction. She commented that inside, she had always knew something was different. For one Blake has blonde hair and green eyes, something none of the rest of the family for generations on either side did. And she was glad that Blake had agreed to get to know Tony, or at least try, just like Natasha and Clint. Now, three days later, he sat in the car, Tony driving, on their was to Stark tower.

"So uh... You still have your suits?" Blake asked, looking out the window.

"Just one. The others were..." His voice softened. "Lost in the attack."

Blake narrowed his eyes in an empathetic way. He didn't know his mother before she died, he was too young, so it didn't hurt him near as much as it must hurt Tony. Even after sixteen years. He felt bad for Tony, in one day he pretty much lost everything important to him, including Blake himself, because he thought it was for the best. Blake shook his head, not wanting to think about all of those things right now.

"But the one I still have is was my best, and the newest. Mark 42." Blake nodded, then curiously asked,

"Why haven't you made any more suits since... You know." Tony stared out at the road ahead of him for a minute.

"I uh... I guess I was... too out of it for a while... then I was busy chasing after Cross..." He stopped.

"Could I see the suit when we get there? Maybe you could show me how it works." Tony nodded, looking over at Blake with a small smile for a moment before looking back at where he was driving as they pulled up to Stark tower and into the garage. Blake smiled a bit. He was glad Tony was smiling, he looked a bit happier. Blake couldn't imagine how long it had probably been since Tony had truly smiled. Tony got out of the car, followed by Blake who put his hands in his pockets. Tony walked over the elevator and typed in a code, as well as gave a retinal scan and said 'Tony Stark.' Blake marvelled about how well done the security system was. It would be incredibly hard to break into Stark towers.

"Designed everything myself." Tony said, seemingly reading Blake mind.

"It's really impressive." Blake commented, earning a smile from Tony. Soon they were up the elevator and entered the apartment. Blake laughed, seeing the suit sitting on the couch with one arm on the back of it, left foot up on right knee.

"Signature position." Tony joked. Blake nodded and walked over to it, taking his right hand out of his pocket and running his fingers along all the small groves of the suit. Tony walked over and pulled the suit up, then opened it and let Blake examine it.

"Wow... this is some pretty complex work here. Very well done too." He said and smiled up at Tony. Tony smiled back.

"Sir, entrance requested by Steve Rogers." Jarvis's voice sounded and Tony's face lit up. He hadn't seen the Cap. in a long time. Steve had been in Italy for the longest time, working for SHEILD.

"Bring him up." Tony said and waited until the door dinged and Steve walked out of the elevator with a grin.

"Son of a guy." Steve said and walked over to Tony, pulling him into a hug. Tony smiled and hugged him back.

"I missed you too Rogers." Steve let go of him and looked over to Blake, then back to Tony.

"I heard you went off the radar for a couple of years. Who's this...?" Steve was pretty sure he knew but he wanted to be sure.

"Yeah... I uh... was going after Cross." Steve nodded, he hadn't meant to bring anything like that up. "This is my... er... my son Blake." Steve smiled and shook Blake's hand.

"Nice to meet you Blake, I'm Steve." Blake nodded and smiled, happy to finally meet the Captain he heard so much about from Clint and Natasha. "So what are you guys doing?" He asked, glad to see that Tony was finally trying to get to know his son, as his son, after all that had happened.

"Blake wanted to check out the suit." Tony responded and Blake nodded at the too.

"So what do you think?" Steve asked.

"I think it's really cool. I'd like to try and work on something like it sometime." Blake responded, watching Tony's smile grow out of the corner of his eye. Steve smiled as well. It was good to see Tony happy again.

"That could be arranged." Tony said and looked over to Steve. "So, did you just finish your job in Italy?" He asked and Steve nodded.

"Got in a few hours ago actually." He answered and looked to Blake. "So kid, how many exits from this room?" He asked and Blake stared at him.

"Elevator that leads down the the garage, ten windows, and ventilation shafts running up and down the building. The building is very secure though." He answered quickly. Steve raised his eyebrows.

"Damn... you'd be a good field agent." He said and Blake smiled slightly with pride. "We'll, I have to go now but hopefully I'll catch you guys later." He said and nodded to them before patting Tony on the back and walking back into the elevator.

"Bye Steve." Tony said as the elevator doors closed. He looked back to Blake and motioned towards the suit. "You wanna try it out?" He asked and Blake's eyes widened.

"You want to put me in that thing and let me fly around your giant, expensive apartment in your tower?" He asked, seeing a million things that could go wrong, and watched as Tony merely shrugged.

"Pretty much." Blake sighed.

"I have to admit it sounds like fun... but I don't wanna break anything..." Tony laughed.

"Blake, I am a billionaire, if you break something I'll by another. Or fix it depending on what you break." Blake looked around then smiled and stepped in the suit, feeling it close perfectly around his shoulders and back. 'Guess I have the same structure and build as him.'

"Welcome, sir." Jarvis said. Blake smiled and moved his fingers and hands, then arms and legs around.

"This is way cool." He said and saw Tony grin. "How do you fly?" He asked.

"Ask Jarvis to start the thrusters, you'll be able to figure it out from there." Tony replied and took a few steps back.

"Uh... Ok Jarvis start up the thrusters please." Blake heard a click and before he knew it he was in the air. "Wow... This isn't actually as hard to control as I thought it would be." He said and moved side to side, them up and down, before landing perfectly in front of Tony and getting out of the suit.

"You're a natural." He said and smiled at Blake who smiled in return.

"Like father, like son." He responded and Tony smiled even more. This was the happiest he had been for sixteen years.

"Blake, how would you like to work with me, and build your own suit?"