Author's Note: I honestly got a tiny bit emotional writing this chapter. I'm sure you'll see why. I think the next chapter will skip ahead a few years just so you know.

The face claim for this story is still Alicia Vikander in case you were wondering. I thought about changing it but I still picture her as Ivy.

nathan19bane: I was leaning towards Steve before but the pairing for this story changes for me every single day if I'm being honest. There's already so many Tony's Daughter/Captain America fanfics so I don't know how I would do my own spin on it. Like I said, the pairing changes daily for me so I still don't have a clue what to do.

Squidoverlord: I don't want to say that a Scott pairing is completely out of the question but part of the reason I stopped writing this story was because I just wasn't invested in it anymore. I don't know what pairing I'm going to do but I'm not sure if it'll be Scott/Ivy anymore. I'm just going to see where the story takes me and how Ivy's character develops before I make any decisions though.

ilypopxtart333: I have to be honest. I've been really liking a Sam/Ivy pairing this week. Last week I was thinking of Bucky but this week I've been thinking of how the storyline would go if Sam was the one because there's really a lack of Sam/OC stories on here. I think it would be fun but I'm still considering all my options here.

ThatMysteriousSlime: Well, Loki and Wanda will be getting their own separate shows as well as some other characters they haven't announced yet. I don't think they'll be in a show together. I just hope Vision is in the Scarlet Witch show. It's kind of funny since I remember Elizabeth Olsen and Paul Bettany in an interview talking about how they wanted Vision and Scarlet Witch to have their own show so maybe they were hinting towards something. I will PM some recommendations. I think I just have one which is a crossover between Avengers and Sherlock but it never got finished unfortunately but I still really loved it but I think I have another one too maybe so I'll go see. Anyways...I'll just PM you the recommendations but I don't think I have many. There's not a lot that I've found that I like. I guess I can just be picky when it comes to that.

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"Miss Stark?! Miss Stark?!" Jarvis called out as the elderly butler searched for the two year old. Howard and Maria had only been gone for a couple hours and Jarvis was already having trouble with the toddler. She was a tricky one…not too different from how her father had been. Howard too for that matter. Jarvis could never keep up with the oldest Stark either. It must've been a Stark thing, Jarvis determined.

All three Starks seemed to have a talent for getting into trouble.

Vivien covered her mouth as she tried not to giggle too loudly. She was currently hiding in one of the cupboards in the kitchen as Jarvis ran frantically around the mansion looking for her. In Vivien's mind they were playing hide and seek but to Jarvis he was on the verge of having a heart attack. Vivien didn't see it that way though. Hide and seek was her favorite game, after all.

"Please come out, Miss Stark! This isn't funny!" Jarvis said as he walked right past Vivien in the kitchen. She watched him go by without saying a word and pretty soon he left the kitchen to go look for her in another part of the mansion.

Vivien's didn't know how long she had waited there for Jarvis to find her before she started getting bored. That was the thing about playing hide and seek. You had to wait for the person to find you and it was even more boring if it was Jarvis who she was playing it with. Jarvis always took forever to find her. It wasn't until she heard footsteps in the kitchen that she felt her curiosity peak. She knew the footsteps didn't belong to Jarvis because they were much softer. Probably because Jarvis wore those fancy shoes of his.

Tony walked into the kitchen at that moment, immediately seeking out the fridge for a quick bite to eat before he went back into the lab. He was currently working on a more private and secret project that he didn't want his dad catching any wind of. His father was always criticizing every little thing that Tony did so he didn't need him criticizing his work too. Tony knew that if his project wasn't a weapon then his father wouldn't be impressed. Not that anything could impress that man anyways.

Tony opened the fridge and immediately pulled out the box of pizza he had ordered the night before. The box was only half empty and Tony fully intended on finishing the rest of the pizza. He didn't even waste time with putting the pizza in the microwave. He set the pizza on the kitchen counter and immediately started filling his face with cold pizza. Tony was about half way finished with his first slice when he noticed something odd on the kitchen floor. Tony's eyebrows knitted together in confusion as he saw a piece of floral patterned fabric sticking out from between one of the cupboard doors. How odd…

Tony's curiosity was overpowering as he immediately set his slice of pizza back on the counter before kneeling down on the floor. The twenty one year old didn't waste any time opening the doors to the cupboard to see what was inside. When he saw an actual person hidden inside the cupboard, Tony jumped in surprise. It only took him a second before he realized it wasn't a giant rat hidden inside the cupboard. It was only his daughter. Tony immediately rested his hand over his heart as he tried to calm himself down.

"What the hell, kid!" Tony said as he glared at the little girl dressed in a frilly floral patterned dress his mother probably forced her to wear. She just stared back at him. Her eyes were wide and curious but she didn't seem bothered by the fact that she had almost given him a heart attack. She seemed almost…oblivious.

"What are you doing in there? Do you creep around on people often?" Tony questioned and it didn't escape the two year old's notice that he didn't talk to her like she was a baby. Her grandmother, Rhodey, and Jarvis always talked to her that way but not her daddy apparently. It was something he had in common with her grandpa. Her grandpa who her daddy looked so much like. The similarities were obvious to even her two year old mind as he was mere inches from her face.

"Hide and seek." The little girl whispered and realization dawned on Tony. He had heard Jarvis stomping around upstairs from all the way down in his father's lab. It occurred to him that Jarvis was probably rushing around in worry as he tried to find her.

"So that's what Jarvis was hollering about." Tony said as he looked back at the toddler. "And here I thought he lost his reading glasses or something. Huh…figures."

"Shhh…" The toddler told him as she brought her finger to her lips. "No one find me." Tony didn't know whether to be amused or annoyed by the girl. A part of him fondly remembered the times he used to hide from Jarvis. He always used to love driving the older man crazy. He actually hid in the same cupboard as Vivien was currently hiding in. Jarvis hadn't been able to find him for hours.

"Okay. I get it. You're in it to win it." Tony said as he then proceeded to close the cupboard doors and pretend like he hadn't seen her in the first place. Mostly because he was afraid if he turned her in to Jarvis then the old man would try to get him to spend time with her. "See you around, kid."

"Wait." Tony heard the small, feminine voice say. He raised an eyebrow before he opened the cupboard door again. Tony gave the two year old a questioning look as she stared at him.

"What is it?" Tony questioned and two year old gave him a nervous look before speaking.

"I'm hungry." She told him and Tony was left stumped by this. He gave her a confused look.

"And you're telling me this because…" Tony trailed off and the two year old looked frustrated by his inability to understand what she meant by this.

"I'm hungry." She repeated but this time her face was scrunched up in annoyance. Tony almost wanted to smile at the look on her face because she was kind of cute when she looked annoyed. He wasn't saying she was growing on him or anything but he thought she was cute in general…like anyone with eyes would find the action cute as well. It was the general population kind of thing. Not just him exclusively.

"So?" Tony said and the little girl huffed as she crossed her arms. Tony then realized what she was trying to tell him. She was trying to tell him that she was hungry and he had to get her something. Hmmph…yeah, right. This kid clearly didn't know who he was. Tony didn't run around and fetch food for the likes of a two year old little brat. That was beneath him. It was something that was more in Jarvis's payroll.

"I'm hungry!" She said more loudly when Tony didn't do anything. Tony winced at her whiny voice as he then grew scared that she was going to throw some kind of tantrum. Oh, god. What the hell was he going to do if she cried? His parents would probably kill him if he made her cry.

"Fine, fine. I'll get you something." Tony said as he gave in to her bossiness. He was willing to do anything to keep her calm and from throwing a fit. The last thing he needed was for that kid to cry and get her snot all over him. Gross. "Just relax."

Tony then stood up from the floor as he started thinking about what he was going to do. What was he going to get her? He didn't know what two year olds were supposed to eat. Did they still eat baby food? Did they even have teeth? Tony had no fucking clue. If only he knew his stay at his parents house would be this stressful. He probably would've spent Christmas in Portugal or something.

"Hey, kid! You have teeth, right?" Tony asked.

"Yes. I'm a big girl." Vivien answered in a small yet proud sounding voice. Tony just snorted as he started trying to think of what she could eat. Maybe pizza? Two year olds ate pizza, right? Tony tried remembering if he had eaten pizza as a two year old but he couldn't remember. Normally Tony wouldn't be too willing to share his pizza. Especially since this was the good stuff from his favorite pizzeria in Queens but he didn't know what else to do. It's not like Tony could cook or anything.

Pizza would have to do.

"Here's some pizza, kid. Knock yourself out." Tony told her as he knelt back down on the floor, pizza in hand, and practically shoved the pizza in the girl's face. He watched a little hand reach out of the cupboard as she quietly took the pizza from him. The corner of Tony's mouth lifted up in amusement. He thought she resembled a little goblin or woodland creature that hid in cupboards. A little pizza monster, Tony thought to himself as he got back up from the floor to finish off the pizza on the counter. He was, however, stopped when he heard what she said next.

"Daddy?" She said softly and Tony stopped in his tracks. His eyes widened at the name. It was the second time she called him daddy that day. Why was she so hell bent on calling him daddy? Tony was way too young to be called something like that. He was Tony and that was it. There was no other name for him but Tony.

He then swallowed hard as he began to wonder about how he should proceed. Did he answer to that name or did he just ignore her? If he answered to that name then she would just keep calling him that. Tony thought it was best to keep himself distant from her since it wasn't like he was going to stick around or anything. He didn't want her getting attached although he doubted she would ever get attached to someone like him. Vivien would realize how much of an asshole he was soon enough. Kids tended to have the best asshole radars, after all. They just had a sixth sense about that kind of thing.

"Daddy?" Vivien said again and Tony took a deep breath before he turned around.

"What is it now?" Tony said in annoyance but his annoyed tone seemed to go over the girl's head.

"Eat with me." She requested quietly. A puzzled look came over Tony's face as he stared down at the cupboard. He really couldn't believe he was having a conversation with a cupboard at this point.

"What?" Tony questioned, not quite understanding her meaning. She was two years old so he probably just misunderstood her.

"Eat with me." She repeated but she sounded a little impatient this time. A little demanding even. This proved to Tony that she was a bit spoiled. There was no doubt in his mind that his parents spoiled her and it was more apparent to him that she was used to getting her way. Tony hadn't been that different when he was her age.

"I'm not going to eat on the floor. I'm not a dog." Tony said as he scoffed.

"Eat with me!" She demanded, her voice growing louder. Tony flinched at the sound of her high pitched voice and he already knew he was going to cave in. Her tone was threatening. Not in a way that was scary but in a way that told him if he didn't give in to her demands then he would regret it. She'd probably throw a huge tantrum which was the last thing Tony wanted to deal with.

"Okay, okay. Calm down." Tony said as he finally gave the two year old what she wanted. He grabbed a couple slices of pizza off the counter before he reluctantly got down on to the floor which was something he already said he wasn't going to do. He sighed heavily as he seated himself next to the cupboard she was sitting in. Tony observed the way she quietly watched him through the open door as she ate her pizza. She watched him with eyes that were identical to his own and Tony was forced to see the resemblance even if he didn't want to.

"You're a spoiled brat. You know that, right?" Tony told her around a mouth full of pizza. Vivien watched him quietly, remembering the time her grandfather told her not to talk with her mouth full. Her grandfather said it was unbecoming for a young lady but Vivien's daddy didn't seem to have any care for proper manners. "Mom and dad have spoiled you rotten because you're really just awful. You don't tell adults what to do. You're two."

Tony thought he might make her cry with his harsh words but the little girl didn't seem fazed by his bluntness. She just continued to watch him with more maturity than what was normal for a two year old. She's spent too much time around dad, Tony thought to himself. It made sense why she was used to bluntness and harsh words. Tony realized that maybe the two year old had a thicker skin than he did at her age. He was always crying and seeking his father's attention but Vivien seemed different. She didn't seem to be as sensitive as Tony used to be.

"God, I can't believe they named you Vivien." Tony complained as he changed the subject. "Talk about old lady names. It's literally the stuffiest name I've ever heard. Vivien. You sound like you're married to some hundred year old English landowner." Tony only paused briefly as he looked back at her.

"You're going to be made fun of a lot in school for having that name. As if life wasn't going to suck for you enough but they had to go and name you Vivien." Tony said, his nose wrinkling up in disgust at the name as he said it. "You'll probably skip a ton of grades so you'll always be the youngest kid there which will also make you an outcast. No one will want to be your friend. Trust me, I know."

"I don't like my name too." The little girl said quietly and it was probably the longest sentence Tony had heard her say yet. She was two so her speech was still limited but Tony was surprised to hear her speak for that long. Vivien also normally seemed quiet which was the opposite of him. He raised his eyebrows at her, an amused smirk on his face.

"So you don't like your name either, huh?" Tony said as he shrugged. "That's okay. Personally, I would've named you something way cooler. Maybe Antonia since you're a girl and you can't really be named Anthony Jr."

"No." Vivien said as she wrinkled her nose in disgust in a manner that wasn't so different from what Tony had done earlier. Tony allowed himself to forget the fact that he was probably going to regret interacting with her. Not because he didn't like her but because he didn't want her getting attached. Tony wasn't exactly a present father, after all.

"How about Audi? After the car?" Tony suggested but the two year old didn't look very pleased. "Demi? As in Demi Moore. Demi Moore's pretty hot so I'm doing you a favor with that one."

"No." Vivien said again and Tony chuckled.

"You're really picky, kid." Tony told her and the little girl just smiled back at him. Tony couldn't help but find her smile infectious as he returned her smile this time, unable to help himself.

The two Starks spent the rest of the hour finishing off the pizza which Vivien probably shouldn't have been eating but neither of them cared. Tony continued listing off all the names he would've named her if given the chance and Vivien disagreed with every single one of his picks. They made a compromise on Ruby, Vivien because she liked the name and Tony because it made him think of the Rolling Stone's song 'Ruby Tuesday', but there seemed to be something there between Tony and Vivien despite how much Tony tried to convince himself he was only doing what his mother asked of him.

Maybe he did actually like his daughter. Maybe he was interested in her, after all. Tony just didn't want to admit it. There was a lot Tony tried to convince himself of after spending some quality time with Vivien. The bonding time he shared with her made Tony want to leave the mansion immediately and head back to Malibu. He wanted to leave because he was scared of getting close to her. Not because he didn't want to get to know her but because Tony was afraid of her getting to know him. He was afraid because he knew he would disappoint her one way or another. However, it turned out that Tony didn't have much choice in the matter anyways. Life had other plans for the Starks as that became the day their lives would change forever.

Just not in the way Tony ever expected.


"Obie, what do you mean? What happened?" Tony asked Obadiah Stane, a friend of the family since forever, as he tried to get his thoughts in order. The older man had just called Tony abruptly but Tony knew from the moment he answered the phone that the man didn't have any good news for him. In fact, the only time Obadiah ever called was when he had bad news. Tony just didn't know what kind of bad news this was.

"Tony, there was an accident in Long Island a short while ago." Obadiah told Tony in a sad, resigned tone. Tony could feel his heart racing in his chest because even though Obadiah hadn't said it, Tony knew exactly what he was going to say. He didn't want to hear it and especially didn't want to believe it but he already knew what happened before the words even came out of Obadiah's mouth. "I don't know how else to say it but I'll be very frank with you, Tony. There's no easy way to say something like this either but your dad lost control of the car and they crashed into a telephone pole."

"And they're…" Tony trailed off, not able to say the words himself.

"They've since passed. Dead on the scene." Obadiah said bluntly but also sympathetically. Tony swallowed hard as he tried to process this information but there wasn't really a way to process something like that. Not when it was your parents who were dead. The very same parents Tony had only seen a couple short hours ago but somehow between then and now they had died. How did life even work like that? One moment they were here and then the next they were gone. Tony didn't understand how it worked.

"I understand that you'll need some time to…process this. Take all the time you need, Tony." Obadiah said reassuringly. Tony could barely nod his head as his mind seemed to be everywhere at the moment.

"Okay…" He said quietly. "We really do need to talk about the future later though. In a week or two...or whenever you're ready."

"Yes." Tony said in a monotone voice. He felt like he wasn't even in his own body at that point in time. It was like he somewhere else watching all this like it was some kind of fucked up movie.

"I'm truly sorry for your loss, Tony. Your father was a good man. Your mother was an amazing woman too." Obadiah said comfortingly but Tony was beyond comfort right now. He was somewhere else as he struggled to come to terms with the fact that his parents were dead. Never to return from their impromptu vacation. They were just…gone. Forever.

"I know." Tony said, sounding a bit out of it but Obadiah didn't seem too concerned either way.

"Just get some rest, Tony. We can discuss funeral arrangements tomorrow." Obadiah said before he hung up the phone and Tony was left in complete and utter silence. Normally Tony would've been pissed off by how nonchalant Obadiah was about the whole circumstance. He would've cussed the man out or hung up on him but Tony was still in shock.

Could this really be happening? The whole world he knew was being flipped upside down and there was nothing Tony could do to stop it. His parents were gone and Tony was left alone. Alone without his parents, despite all the trouble he had with them in the past, and alone in this huge mansion with nothing but the matter of their death to think about it. He suddenly remembered that morning and how terrible he had been to them. How sarcastic and uncaring he had acted. Tony realized that he hadn't even told his mother that he loved her before she left. He was a terrible son.

"Daddy?" Tony turned around to spot the two year old standing in the doorway of his bedroom. He normally would've told the little girl to get lost or go find Jarvis but he couldn't find it in himself to do it in this moment. Not when she was looking at him with those doe eyes. It occurred to Tony that he wasn't alone. Not with Vivien there.

"Hey, kid." Tony said, wincing at how dry his voice sounded. He didn't even bother to notice that it was the first time he didn't notice the way she called him daddy. He just accepted it and smiled at her although he was sure the smile looked more like a grimace. Especially with the emotional state he was in. "Shouldn't you be in bed?"

"Can't sleep." She said before yawning. For the first time since learning of his parent's death, Tony smiled.

"Really? Because you sure look tired to me." Tony said in amusement but the little girl shook her head furiously.

"I'm not." She argued and Tony just stared at her. He stared at the little two year old in her little mermaid pajamas. She had no idea how much her life was going to change tomorrow. It wasn't just Tony who had lost his parents. She lost them too. She lost the two people that might actually be able to care for her in a way Tony never could. Tony realized then that his parents would no longer be able to raise her. If they weren't able to raise her then who would?

It occurred to Tony in that moment that he was more than likely going to have to care for her now. There was no one else who could. He was all she had left and she was also all Tony had left too. This was never what Tony wanted. Tony never thought he was suitable enough to care for her but he didn't seem to have any other choice. His parents, who were supposed to raise her, were now dead and Tony was left with one of the biggest multi-industrial companies on the planet but he was also left with a daughter as well.

"Come here." Tony said as he gestured for her to come over to him. Vivien didn't hesitate in following his command as she entered his room and walked up to him. He was sitting on the edge of his bed but Vivien couldn't help but notice that he seemed sadder than he had earlier in the afternoon when they were eating pizza. There seemed to be a lonely and lost look in his eyes which made Vivien feel sad in return.

Tony didn't know what drove him to do it. Maybe he just felt lonely or maybe he just regretted the way he stayed away from her these past two years. Either way, Tony picked the two year old up and placed her on his lap. The little girl giggled from the sudden action, happy that her father seemed to finally have taken interest in her. It was the first gesture of fatherly affection he had given her in the entire time they spent together.

"Daddy?" Vivien asked as she frowned at the sad look on her father's face. Despite the smile he gave her, she knew he was sad. She could just feel it. "Why are you sad?" Tony just shook his head as he tried to pretend like everything was okay.

"I'm fine, kid. Just fine." Tony tried assure her but it was clear the two year old was more perceptive than what he gave her credit for. He laughed humorlessly as he hesitantly pushed a loose strand of her brown hair behind her ear, her hair feeling soft and silky between his fingers. How did he neglect her for this many years? How did he ignore this child who deserved better? Tony didn't know. Maybe he really was a self-centered bastard, after all.

"It's just that…well, I'm sorry I haven't been around that much." Tony said as he apologized to the two year old who just quietly listened to him. "I know I should've been here more but…" Tony took a deep breath before continuing in what he was going to say.

"Sometimes people make mistakes. Sometimes they do terrible things because they're afraid but that doesn't make it any less of a mistake. People just mess up sometimes." Tony told her honestly and Vivien gave him a curious look.

"Even daddys like you?" She asked him and Tony just smiled softly at her. He made a decision then. A very important and crucial decision. It was made in the heat of the moment, a very vulnerable moment after learning of his parents death, but Tony was convinced then, and for the rest of his life, that it had been the right decision to make. There was no doubt in his mind about that.

"Especially ones like me." Tony told her and she seemed to accept that answer as Tony continued to apologize to her. "Look, I just want to say that I'm sorry I haven't been here. It had nothing to do with you. It was all me." Tony didn't know what she was going to say. A part of him was afraid that she would hate him or hop down from his lap and leave which was ridiculous because she was two. Two year olds didn't have it in them to resent people but Tony was still frightened that his apology wouldn't be enough.

"It's okay, Daddy. I forgive you." Vivien said a moment later, destroying what fears Tony had inside. She made him feel ridiculous for ever thinking that she would hate him. The two year old then leaned up and kissed him softly on the cheek in a way that took Tony by surprise. The young father could feel his heart beating rapidly in his chest from the kiss. She pulled away and Tony was unable to look at anything but her. From her soft brown locks of hair, her big brown eyes, and even to her cute little button nose. Vivien became the single most beautiful thing Tony had ever laid his eyes on.

"Why are you crying, Daddy?" She asked him, seeming almost worried. Tony realized then that his eyes were filled with unshed tears. It was funny that it hadn't been his parent's death that made him cry but it was his daughter's beauty that made him an emotional wreck. It was the realization of how stupid he had been. He spent all this time goofing off across the world when he could've had her in his arms this whole time. Tony started cursing himself for not being there for her. He seemed like the world's most stupid idiot in the world right now.

"No reason. It's just that…" Tony said as he wiped the tears from his eyes and looked back at her. "You're really beautiful. You know that?" The two year old blushed as she locked eyes with her father.

"You're pretty too." She said quietly and almost shyly. Tony just chuckled despite the emotional state he was in.

"I'm glad you think so." Tony told her as he ran a thumb across her cheek. He wanted to memorize every part of her just so he wouldn't forget the way she looked. The thought of somehow forgetting the way she looked frightened him more than anything. He wanted to remember. He didn't want to forget any part of her.

"Daddy?" Vivien said quietly but Tony was too busy looking at her to pay that much attention. He was too busy admiring the kid that somehow had come from him. Tony never thought he would be able to create something so beautiful…so adorable. He didn't think he had it in him but he did because Vivien was perfect. She was perfect in every way.

"Hmmm…" Tony mumbled as he continued to hold her in his arms.

"I love you." She told him and Tony looked up at her in surprise. He was surprised because he hadn't expected to hear those words. The only person who had ever told Tony they loved him was his mother. She was the only one. Sure, there had been women that said the same thing to him but Tony didn't think they actually loved him. They just loved the idea of him but this was different. The look in his daughter's eyes told Tony that she was confident in the words she said. She really did love him.

Coming from a child, those words probably didn't mean as much. Children loved everything and everyone but somehow it still meant a lot to Tony. She was so innocent and naïve despite how Tony had practically abandoned her at birth. Vivien should hate him, she would even have the right to hate him, but she didn't. She loved him despite his many flaws and mistakes.

Tony only paused for a moment as he considered whether or not he loved her too although it didn't take him long to come up with an answer. It was all so strange and fast. Tony never believed in love at first sight. He didn't really even believe in the concept of falling in love either but somehow he had managed to fall for this girl in the span of a single day. Tony thought he had fallen hard for her too. Loving someone that quickly should've been crazy but it wasn't. She was his daughter and he was her father. Loving her came quite easy to Tony. It was natural.

"I love you too." Tony said softly before he reached over and pulled her closer to his chest. He didn't feel as sad as before because he knew he wasn't alone. His parents might've been gone but he still had Vivien. Nothing would change that. Tony kissed the top of her head which caused her to giggle but he was just delighted in the fact that he was holding her in his arms. Someone who he loved and who loved him in return. It was the purest kind of love too. The love between a father and daughter.

"Vivien, I'm going to make you a promise." Tony said as he pulled back slightly so he could look at her. The two year old looked up at him curiously. "I promise that I'll never leave you again. It'll just be me and you from here on out. Do you like the sound of that?"

"Yes." Vivien said happily as she smiled at her father. Tony smiled back.

"It'll be fun, right? You and me together…taking on the world." Tony said as he thought of all the things they could do. Maybe it wouldn't be as scary as he thought raising a child would be. Maybe Vivien could be his little lab assistant. His father never let him in the lab but he wasn't going to do the same thing to Vivien. Maybe the key wasn't avoiding her. Maybe the key was spending time with her and telling her that he loved her. His father never did those things with him but maybe Tony could do better and love his daughter in a way his father never loved him. He could learn from his father's mistakes.

"I love you so much, Daddy." Vivien said in delight before she threw her arms around his neck and hugged him. Tony chuckled from the ambush before he rested a hand on her back and holding her there.

It was somewhat sad that it only took his parents death to bring him closer to his daughter. Tony just wished he could've come to his senses much sooner. It was also ironic how all the tabloids were always debating who would be the woman to get Tony Stark to settle down. No one would've guessed that woman would actually come in the form of a two year old little girl with eyes exactly like his. She managed to do it though. She managed to make him fall under her spell like no other before her.

Tony knew tomorrow would come and with it Vivien would learn of her grandparents death. She was too young to understand the concept of death so Tony hoped that she wouldn't feel the pain of their loss too much. Her innocence and naïve nature was the only thing that brought Tony comfort over the matter. He realized then that he really did care for her. He cared for her all this time but he was just afraid of hurting her which was why he stayed away. However, Tony could no longer stay away. She needed him and he needed her. It was as simple as that.

Life had a funny way of bringing people together but Tony was grateful that he had finally come to his senses where Vivien was concerned because he really did love her. The love was instant and paternal but Tony had fallen hard for her. More so than for any other girl he had ever dated. Vivien Maria Stark would be the first girl Tony ever loved. That was something that couldn't be changed. It was cemented in history. The day Tony had fallen hard for his daughter was also the day his parents died.

The ending of one era and the beginning of another.