Here's the second update of the day. Hope you enjoy!

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It was the night of the Charity Event. We didn't expect for Tony to go, but I wanted to be there in his honor. I slipped on my floor-length black dress, embellished with silver chevron stripes, and my silver pumps. My makeup was neutral and my hair was left down in loose waves.

There was a knock at the door and Pepper walked in.

"You ready?" I nodded in reply, smoothing out any wrinkles in my dress. She walked up behind me and place her hands on my shoulders. "You look wonderful," she said with a smile.

"What's that?" I asked, having noticed a package in her hands.

"It's for Tony," she replied. "I was on my way to give it to him before we left."

"Why don't I bring it to him? That way you can freshen up." She shrugged in reply.

"Alright. Careful though, it's fragile."

I gave her a smile. "Yes, ma'am."

I left the room and walked down to the lab.

As I walked down the steps, I heard a high pitched whistle.

"Who is that beautiful young lady walking into my lab?"

I blushed. "Thanks, Uncle Tony. Wish you were coming. I really don't look forward to dancing with all those board members." I shivered. "They give me the creeps." He noticed the item in my hands.

"What's that?"

"Pepper told me to give you this," I replied, handing him the package.

He opened it; it was his old arc reactor. "Proof that Tony Stark has a heart."
I smiled. Same as the day I met her.

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YEARS EARLIER

"Uncle Tony, wait up," fifteen-year-old me yelled as I hobbled on my crutches.

He turned around grinning. "Sorry, kid. Not my fault you had to take the swan dive down the stairs."

"Not your fault. HA! You left your junk there. It is 100 percent your fault," I argued, finally catching up.

"Actually, it's more like 12 percent my fault; you did the rest of the work," he said walking into his office.

"Mr. Stark, it's time for your 11 o'clock," said a red-headed woman.

"Ah, Angie. I'd like you to meet my new assistant, Pepper Potts."

The woman smiled. "It's a pleasure to meet you," she said shaking my hand.

"You too. Good luck babysitting this dork," I replied.

Pepper laughed, her blue eyes sparkling. "I'm going to need all the luck I can get."

"Well, while I bore myself with corporate talk, why don't you two get to know each other," he said, nodding.

As he walked off, Pepper asked, "Is he always like this?"

Shaking my head, I replied, "No, he's much, much worse." I giggled as I saw her eyes widen. "I'm kidding. Well, sort of."

"I think you and I will get along just fine," she said, smiling.

"Me too, Pepper." I sat down on the sofa. "So, Pepper, I have an odd feeling that's not your name. Did Tony give you it?"

She smiled," Oh do I have a story to tell you. Well..."

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"Angie….Angie!"

I blinked my eyes, breaking myself from my daze. "Sorry, what were you saying?"

"Nothing," he replied. "Just saw you spaced out over there. What's up?"

I shook my head. "Just remembered something. I guess I need to get out of here."

"You have fun!" he called out, waving goodbye as I left.

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CHARITY EVENT

After dancing with a couple of the board members, I escaped to the bar.

"Miss Jarvis, pleasure seeing you here."

I spun around towards the voice. "Agent Coulson, care to join me?" I asked, motioning to the seat next to me. "Drinks on me." I held a hand up for the bartender and he brought us to glasses of whiskey.

"Never knew you were one to drink," he said, quirking a brow.

"Only a little. I got…" I counted off the numbers in my head, "four more directors to dance with tonight. The little creeps."

"Awww, I'm hurt how low you think of me," Obadiah cut in. "I'm glad to see you here, Angie, for Tony and all." He held out a hand. "Shall we?"

I gave him my best fake smile and took his hand, letting him pull me out to the dance floor. As we danced, I tried my best not to glare at him. "What are you up to?"

"Oh, I think you already know, " he said, quietly. "With your gifts and all." He chuckled. "Everytime I'm in a room with you, I feel a slight prick in my head. Like someone is looking for something. And when our eyes lock in, you look away and that feeling stops."

"I-I don't know what you're talking about."

"Don't think I didn't see your little scene at the press conference." He leaned down to whisper in my ear. "Stay out of this, Angie. I wouldn't want you to have to get hurt because you put your nose in something you shouldn't." My heartbeat quickened and I could hear the blood pulsing in my head. "So….keep your mouth shut. Or you'll be what you fear Tony could make you." And with that he let go of me and walked away.

- "How ironic, Tony! Trying to free the world of weapons, you gave it the best one ever!"-

I stood there frozen, till I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"Miss Jarvis, are you alright?"

I blinked my eyes and turned to the agent. "Yeah, I'm okay….Have you looked into Stane?"

"We did," Coulson replied. "But nothing came of it. If there is anything going on, he sure knows how to cover it up." I nodded, grateful that they didn't think I was insane.

"What if I was able to get proof?"

He tilted his head. "Then we could pursue it further." He turned his head towards the bar. "It looks like Tony Stark showed up after all." I looked over there with wide eyes, motioning for him to follow me.

As we walked up, I placed my hands on my hips and glared at the billionaire. "Anthony Edward Stark, what are you doing here?"

"It's my Charity Gala, isn't it?" He replied with his trademark grin. I rolled my eyes.

"Whatever...And this fed needs to speak with you," I jabbed my thumb at the agent. "Pepper hasn't put it on the books yet."

Phil nodded. "I'm Phil Coulson with the Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement, and Logistics Division."

Tony gave him a look. "You need a new name."

"We hear that a lot," he smiled. "Sir, we need to debrief you. There are still many unanswered questions we have. How about next Monday?"

Tony's gaze caught Pepper, and he ignored the man. "Sounds great. Let me go talk to my assistant and well schedule that," he said excusing himself.

Turning to me, Coulson asked, "Is he always like this?"

I laughed. "You do not know how many times I've been asked that." From the corner of my eye, i saw Tony and Pepper had walk out. "Excuse me; I need to take care of something. It was wonderful seeing you again, Agent Coulson."

"And you as well, Miss."

I smiled and walked towards the not-so-happy couple. As I approached Tony and Pepper, I could overhear them arguing.

"It's just a dance," Tony said.

Suddenly, they leaned in to kiss each other, but Pepper stops. WHat the heck!

"I would like a drink. Vodka martini; extra dry with a lot of olives."

"Got it," he said walking back inside.

As he passed by me, I asked, "Everything okay?"He shrugged and continued walking towards the bar. When he got to the bar, he was approached by a woman. She suddenly handed him something, his expression hardened and he stormed off. Trailing him, I saw him approach Obadiah.

"Let's take a picture." As Obadiah and Tony posed themselves, Obi murmured into his ear.

"Who do you think locked you out? I was the one who filed the injunction against you. It was the only way I could protect you."

And he walked off, leaving Tony frozen.

I rushed over to Tony. "Tony?" He handed me the pictures: The death, the destruction. And the Stark name plastered right on it.

"That's Gulmira, Yinsen's village." I could feel the anger exuding from his mind. "Obie was the one who filed the injunction with the board." My eyes darkened. That's not all, Tony. "God, why did I trust him?" He turned and stormed off.

Oh….It's on now, Stane….

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"Angie, where's Tony?" Rhodey asked.

"Down in the lab. Why?" I asked, closing the book I was reading.

"Are you sure about that? Go look there now." I reached out and couldn't feel him. So i got up and walked down to the lab and found it empty.

"Rhodey, I…"

"That's what I thought." Click.

Thanks, Tony. Now I have another "family" member mad at me.

Something flew into the lab, the faceplate revealing it was Tony.

"Anthony Edward Stark…."

"Anja Stefanie Jarvis….it's not what it looks like," he replied. "Oww, oww, oww."

"Sir, the more you struggle, the more this is going to hurt."

He winced, "Be gentle, this is my first time. I designed this to come off."

"Please try not to move."

"Tony!"

"Let's face it, this is not the worst thing you've caught me doing." I looked down and saw the holes covering the machine.

Are those bullet holes?

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So...I meant to update earlier, but a semi-important event happened (the JoBros reunited, no biggie...) and I kinda went into the YouTube black-hole (again...)

No worries, I will update again sometime this week to finish out Iron Man as we get closer to the inevitable war in her visions.

See you next time!