Logan woke up the next morning to her alarm beeping at the early hours of 4.30, and she reached her hand over to turn it off, knocking it to the ground in the process. It took her a few moments to realize that she wasn't the only one in her bed, and soon Tony's arm snaked around her waist, pulling her back to him in a hug.

''I have to get up,'' she told him, yawning. ''I leave in two hours.''

Tony shook his head. ''Five more minutes.''

''You sound like a kid.'' she chuckled.

''You're leaving me for three days, least you could do is stay in bed for a while longer.'' he pouted.

''Fine.'' she sighed into his chest. ''Five minutes.''

''Ten?''

''Five, and then I have to get ready.''

Tony let out a long breath before groaning at the reminder that she was leaving soon, for three whole days, and he wouldn't be able to see her until she got back. He never thought he would grow so attached to someone before, but here he was, wishing he didn't have to ever let her go.

''I still don't want you to go.''

Logan sighed. ''Tony, please don't get into this now-''

''No, I'm just saying...I don't want you to go. I'll miss you.''

Logan couldn't believe how open he was being ever since he turned up at her door. It was like something changed within him over the past few days they had been away from each other, he was so much more honest with her, she liked it. Logan smiled at the fact that she knew he was only like this with her, that no one else seen this side of him, because it had taken so long for even her to be able to witness it, and she was the only one he wanted to show it to.

An hour later, Logan had her bag by the door, packed with clothes, and another bag on top full of camera and recording gear. Tony sat on the back of the couch, looking over to her as she made a cup of coffee in a travel mug. As she worked on making the perfect drink to get her through the car ride to the airport, Tony subtly walked over to her cell phone that sat over on the table and subtly picked it up, inserting a small microchip into the side of it.

''Hey,'' she called out, and he thought she had seen. ''Do you want some coffee?''

Tony sighed in relief. ''Uh, no it's fine.''

''You only drink the expensive stuff, huh?'' she joked with a chuckle. ''I swear instant coffee isn't that bad.''

''Hey I drink instant coffee...when Pepper's not there to make the other one.'' Logan laughed and walked over to him, screwing the lid onto the travel mug. ''I better go.''

''I'm gonna miss you too, you know.'' she assured him. ''But it's only three days, and I'll be back.''

''I know.'' he nodded with a smile to let her know he was going to be okay, he knew she worried about him being alone. ''I'll keep myself busy. Maybe I'll throw a party.''

''Well, don't trash the house if I can't be there to help.'' she told him.

Tony raised his eyebrows. ''Wait, I can throw a party?''

Logan laughed loudly. ''Are you asking permission?''

''Well, no...'' he shrugged. ''I just didn't think you'd...let me.''

''Just do whatever keeps you busy.'' she told him. ''Drew's gonna be here soon.''

Tony wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close.

''Hmm, okay,'' he pressed his lips to hers, kissing her passionately as he knew he wouldn't be able to for a few days. His hands ran up her back and down her waist, making her melt even further into the kiss before he pulled away gently. ''Be careful.''

Logan rested her forehead against his. ''Same to you too.''

Just before Tony walked over to the door, someone began knocking on it, and Logan's eyes went wide with worry.

''It's Drew!" she whispered to him. ''Oh shit! Um...go into the bedroom.''

''What? Do you plan on locking me in-''

''Just do it!'' she hit him against his arm, pushing him into her bedroom and pulling the door half closed, making sure he was hidden behind it before she ran back over to the door. ''On time, as usual.''

Drew nodded his head. ''Were you singing?''

Logan was about the protest, but thought it was easier to admit to singing than tell him Tony Stark was in her apartment hiding in her bedroom.

''You got me.'' she shrugged. ''Let's go.''

After Tony received a message from Logan telling him where the spare key was to lock her apartment, she warned him to wait about twenty minutes so her neighbor wasn't snooping around as she did, he occupied himself by looking at the many photos hanging on her wall. There was a photo of her a her mom, he assumed, when she graduated college. She looked so happy, he was glad that she still had the same smile, because it was honestly the most perfect smile he had ever seen before.

Along the wall, there were more photos of her mom and her brother, sitting near their Christmas tree in the year 1992, and it made him smile looking at her memories. He felt kind of creepy that he was looking through her house, but the photos were on display everywhere, it wasn't like he was snooping around.

Tony's phone began ringing in his pocket, making him jump due to the immense silence in the apartment.

''Yeah?'' he answered, seeing it was Pepper. ''Oh I'm just...out. Yeah, at 6.30...just out, nothing special. Meeting? I just went- Fine.''

Tony sighed as he grabbed his coat and the spare key, quietly opening and closing the door before locking it behind him, making sure her neighbor was nowhere in sight before he began walking over to the elevator, sliding the key back into his pocket.

''So, Obadiah's not coming anymore?'' Logan asked Drew when they arrived at the airport.

''Nope, just us.'' he shrugged. ''Well, until we get there. They have a whole team over there to escort us around. Imagine when we get back, we're going to be at the top of every reporter list. They're gonna be wanting us, we won't have to find stories anymore, the stories will want us.''

Logan rolled her eyes. ''Yeah, exciting.''

Something didn't seem right. It wasn't that Obadiah was coming, she was already expecting that. It was the fact that no Stark Industries staff or team was there with them. If they were doing this big report for them, surely at least one member would be there to see them to their private jet.

''That's us,'' Drew tugged on her arm, walking over to the flight attendant at the gate.

They both showed their security tags and walked through, leading out to their own jet. Logan had never seen Drew so excited before, it was ever worse than the first time they went. He wouldn't stop talking, and he couldn't wipe the smile off his face. Logan had to admit, although this behavior usually annoyed her, he was actually making her feel a whole lot better about the whole thing.

''I'll be your attendant for the flight, my name is Monique.'' the woman smiled, and gave a little more attention to Drew who appreciated it. ''Please make yourselves comfortable, I'll be right out with some drinks before we takeoff.''

Their bags were taken care of, and soon enough they were left to their private lounge. It was so luxurious, and Logan wondered if Tony designed the jets himself since it reeked of his taste in interior.

''How cool is this?'' Drew almost bounced out of his seat with excitement.

Logan relaxed onto the couch. ''It's pretty nice, yeah.'' she sighed, leaning back. ''Okay, just wake me when we're there.''

Pepper sat in Tony's office at Stark Industries, organizing paper work and looking over reports, doing Tony's job, as he walked down the hall and stopped by the door. He had to admit he felt rather guilty every time he saw how much effort she was putting into doing all the work he was meant to do.

''You know you're only my assistant, you don't have to do all this.'' he walked inside, taking a seat.

Pepper chuckled. ''I've been doing all this for ten years Tony, I'm used to it.'' she told him, looking over to see him glancing out the building window, obviously thinking about something. ''Did Logan leave?''

Tony looked over to her with a sad expression, but he gave her a soft smile as if to say it didn't bother him.

''Yeah...she left an hour ago.''

Tony didn't have to say anything to Pepper, she had become very skilled at reading his emotions just by looking at him. She knew when he was upset about something, and she could tell that Logan leaving to go to Afghanistan bothered him. He was quieter, and that was saying a lot for Tony who would usually only be sitting in his office to complain about something or to whine about when they could finally leave.

There was a meeting to go to with two board members to discuss what Tony was in charge of now that he was being 'shut out' for a while, which included some paper work and reports, but Pepper knew she would be taking care of those anyway, and she could tell how bothered he was. His mind was never in the mood for meetings, but today Pepper decided to give him a break.

''I can take care of all this, you go.'' she nodded.

''Pepper, I never help out. Come on, just tell me what to do.'' he sighed.

''Tony, you're minds somewhere else...on a plane to be exact.'' she told him. ''Just go home. Honestly, I don't mind doing this. I'm going for lunch soon anyway, it's fine.''

Tony smiled over to her. ''Wouldn't be with Happy, would it?''

Pepper grinned and looked back to her laptop. ''It's just lunch Tony.''

''Uh huh, just lunch.'' he mocked. ''Fine, I see what you're doing, threes a crowd, I get it.''

''No that's not-''

''Pepper, I'm kidding.'' he chuckled. ''Tell you what, lunch's on me, go somewhere expensive.'' he winked before walking out the door.

Pepper was right, his mind was somewhere else completely at the moment. Logan was on a plane to Afghanistan and he wasn't with her. The thought of anything happening was going to drive him mad, so he decided to go home and immerse himself in working on the suit again, hoping that the distraction would work, but he would most likely be unable to concentrate.

Back in the office, Pepper continued doing work on her laptop when one of the receptionists came to the door.

''Ms. Potts,'' they knocked on the door. ''Mr. Stane would like to see you.''

Pepper rose her eyebrows. ''I thought Mr. Stane was going on the report.''

The receptionist shrugged her shoulders as if to say she was just as confused. Pepper closed her laptop and stood up, walking out, wondering what Obadiah would want from her. Something didn't seem right.

About an hour into the flight, Logan looked over an realized that Drew was gone, probably flirting with the flight attend. She sat up, stretching from her rest, wondering if there was any food on this plane since she was starving. When she looked out the window, all she saw was blue sky and clouds, a memory of what she would be looking at from Tony's balcony if she had stayed back at Malibu instead of agreeing to come on this report. It was only three days, it wasn't like she would be gone for long, but she still wished it was all over already.

''Oh, you're awake.'' Monique observed politely, walking over to sit a glass of water down in front of her.

''I fall asleep easily.'' Logan chuckled. ''You wouldn't happen to know where my reporter is, would you?''

Monique smiled. ''I think he's in the bathroom. Is there anything I can get you?''

Logan took a few mouthfuls of her water, shaking her head. ''No, I'm good, thanks.''

Monique nodded and walked back out of the lounge, clicking the door shut behind her. Logan stood up to stretch her arms out, trying to move around as much as possible since being in confined spaces weren't enjoyable, when her head began spinning. She grabbed the closest thing to her, the table, and tried to hold her weight.

''Whoa...'' she sighed, closing her eyes for a moment.

Everything began slowing down, and before she knew it, she fell to the ground with a thud, losing all consciousness. Moments later, Monique walked back into the lounge room followed by a man behind her, looking over to Logan's body on the ground.

''You'll wanna restrain her now, I hear she's feisty.'' she told the man as he walked over to pick her up. ''She won't be happy when she wakes up.''

''Did you have to knock her out one hour into the flight?'' he asked, rolling his eyes.

''Need to talk to her before we get there if this is going to go to plan.'' she told him with a sigh. ''He needs answers.''