"Good morning, sir" JARVIS spoke up, "How was your night?"

Tony Stark jolted awake from the voice up above. He moaned as he pressed his palms into his eyes and started to rub them vigorously. He honestly felt like that was the best sleep he ever had in months. His mind went back to the night before on how Neora wrapped herself around him until he fell asleep. Tony quickly looked over to his right and noticed that she was gone, he got up to look for her when he stopped and looked over to his desk. Neora sat on the chair as she brushed her damp hair smiling over to him as she got ready to style her hair.

"Great" Tony responded, "Why in the hell did you wake me? Nothing's on fire is it?"

"No, sir" JARVIS replied back.

"Then next time, let me wake up on my own terms" Tony rolled over and burrowed his head into the pillow.

"But sir, your plane leaves in four hours" JARVIS continued.

"What time is it?" Tony rolled back over to look at the clock, "Jesus, it's 10:30?!"

Tony quickly pulled back the blankets and rushed on over to the bathroom as he passed Neora, he placed a hand on her shoulder and gave it a firm squeeze, the woman smiled as she stayed in place. Suddenly, she stiffened at the thought of returning back to that place, knowing that it could only mean death for Tony. Panic seized her as she closed her eyes and tried to recall her assassin side, claiming that this is just another job that needs to be done for the better of the world. But no, she couldn't, all she could think about is how sad and regretful she would feel once the job was done. Neora opened her eyes as she knew what she has to do, but she was afraid to do it.

Neora quickly got out of the room and went over to her trusted iPad that was on the couch and started to type in the password. She quickly pulled up the jet's flight and tried her best to try to cancel it or at least move it to a different day. The only problem was, there was a password in order to make that happen. Neora gritted her teeth as she tried her best to find out what the combination was before the screen blacked out altogether.

She heard beeping coming from behind her, making Neora turn to see Tony emerge from the room as he took out his glass device. Neora watched in slow motion as Tony stopped and read some sort of report. He turned around and gave the woman the most peculiar look that she had ever seen as he faced her.

"Why are you trying to cancel the flight?" Tony asked, "As much as you know I love it at this boring conventions, I do miss working at home, you know"

"We can't go back" Neora responded.

"What's going on?" Happy said in a sleepy voice.

"Apparently, Neora doesn't want to go back" Tony told his friend.

"There's someone back in Malibu that wants you dead" Neora confessed, "He wants you dead even before we get into California's state line"

Tony and Happy both exchanged looks as they noticed that Neora looked serious. But how could she have known this and not say anything?

Tony glanced over to her as he watched the mutant more carefully this time.

Neora shrank down to the back of the couch and sat there with her eyes to the floor. She looked sad, no guilty. This isn't something that she's too fond of. Normal people would've shown panic and want to leave the building, but no her. Tony let out a slow breath as he ran his hand through his hair as he realized what was going on. He just prayed that it wasn't the truth.

Neora felt tense from all of the tension in the room as she went over to the door and yanked it open. A man stood there with the bag carriers as Happy quickly spoke up and directed him over to where he had the luggage. As the man passed her, her hand brushed up his pants as she felt a hard object making her stop and turn around. The man stopped and bent down to look as if he was about to tie his shoe. Neora gasped as she quickly ran in front of Tony as she felt her impervious skin take hold of her body as the man started to shoot at Tony.

She heard the sound of crashing objects as the man shot his rounds into her skin, not doing any damage to Neora herself. Happy quickly took out his gun and fired into the man, making him collapse to the floor and go sickeningly still. Neora changed back into her usual skin form making the crushed bullets fall down to the floor as she walked over to the man on the ground. She quickly recognized him as one of the client's bodyguards that he had that night.

"I have to go" Neora mumbled.

"Who was that guy?" Happy asked, "You know something, I know you do! What in the hell is going on?!"

Neora ignored him as she turned to walk away but Happy reached out and grabbed onto her arm. Instinct took over as she turned around and pushed Happy hard, making him fly over to the couch and flip onto the floor. Her eyes widened as she heard Happy coughing on the ground, she didn't mean to push him that hard.

"Someone is out to kill me" Tony pieced together, "You knew this man, didn't you?"

There it was again. Neora glanced back down to the body as she slowly shrank away from it.

"He was one of my client's bodyguards" Neora answered.

"Client?" Tony repeated.

And then it clicks.

"You were sent to kill me" Tony nodded, "I was your mark"

"Yes"

"Then why didn't you do it? You had a job so why didn't you take it?" Tony questioned, "Why did this guy suddenly get impatient enough to send someone else. Neora, tell me the truth"

"Because I felt something that I haven't felt in a long time" Neora said in a small voice, "I'll go back and find my client. I'm going to end this madness and you won't see me again. Don't worry, your life will soon turn back to normal"

"He assigned you because you're a mutant" Tony says, "What makes you think that he's not going to hire anymore mutants to take you out?"

Neora slightly glared, "I can handle my own. Just stay here until the end of the week"

Neora turned and was about to leave but then stopped as she realized that she had just confessed to being an assassin. She turned back over to her room and took out a small duffel bag and start piling in all of her weapons that she had brought with her to the trip. Her mind raced as she thought of a way to get into contact with her client but she never really had a problem with finding them before. Tony stepped into her room and couldn't help but gawk as the woman took out a bunch of knives, guns, and clips from nearly every corner of the room. He wondered which one she was planning on killing him with. His mind stopped as he noticed that he was going to let this woman just walk out of his life, knowing that she was risking her life for his.

"You can't do this alone" Tony told her, "You need help. You don't know how many assassins this guy has on speed dial"

"It hasn't slowed me down before" Neora said in a nonchalant way, "I'm guessing that you're opting to help me out? Even after I told you that it was my duty to kill you in the first place"

"Trust me, a lot of women tried to kill me after spending one night in my bed" Tony remarked, making Neora roll her eyes, "He wants me, right?"

"I'm not using you as bait" Neora replied, "That isn't how I do things. I work better alone"

"You often work better getting your job done and moving onto the next" Tony took a step toward her, "This is a whole different ball game for you and I can even tell that you don't even have a plan for this one. I'm just making sure that you don't get yourself killed. Like it or not, you just made a very powerful ally"