After like, an hour of posting this as a one shot, I changed my mind. I'm probably going to update whenever I feel like writing, but I'll try to complete it. I hate it when stories just stop. No offense.

The love! Its killing me!

My chapters are typically 1000 words, because I really don't have the time to write a 10000 word chapter.

Disclaimer- I don't own anything canon.

Pepper

I was ready for a grumpy Tony. I had been preparing for his mood as soon as I said the Avengers could move in. I just wished he didn't drink himself to death.

Tony was dramatic. I mean, this team, they were all friends. It was not going to be the end of the world if they moved in together, in a building as big as the white house no less.

When I got home, around tenish, I headed straight to Tony's workshop, assuming he had broken down the wall- or something equally dramatic- to get to his suits. To my surprise, the workshop was empty. The door was still locked.

"Jarvis, where's Tony?"

"The living room. Would you like me to have the elevator take you down?"

"Yes, please."

I guess Tony had one of his movie marathons. Well, at least I knew he had eaten. Popcorn.

Turning the corner into the living room, I looked up and froze.

Like usual, Tony was sprawled on the couch sideways, covered in popcorn and tools. But instead of him being alone, a teenage boy was fanned out, partially on top of Tony so that his foot was in Tony's face. He gripped a hammer in his right hand.

"Um… Jarvis? Who's that?"

"That would be a relative of Mr. Stark's."

I frowned. Tony didn't have any relatives. And this boy was so young. My thoughts went to all of Tony's one night stands. My eyes widened. No way… was this… Tony's son?

Feeling myself grow angry, I marched over to Tony and started hitting him with my briefcase.

"You JERK!" I screamed. "Why didn't you tell me about this? Who was she? Was it an accident? It had better been you ass hat!"

My screaming effectively woke up Tony and his son. The teenager looked at her with surprise at first, but then his expression turned understanding and… amused?

"Lemme guess." He said sticking his finger in the air and grinning. "Pepper."

I was shocked. How did this kid know me?

I turned back to Tony, who was rubbing his head and looking at me confused.

"Explain!"

"I was going to say the same thing. There are easier ways to wake me up then screaming and hitting me. And Leo, get off me."

The boy- Leo, shrugged his apology and swung his legs off Tony so that he was sitting up straight. Then he leaned back, started throwing the spilt popcorn in his mouth, and stared at us, like we were a movie.

Tony looked at him amused. Now that they both had amused expressions on their faces, I could definitely see the relation.

I tapped my foot impatiently. "Well?"

Tony turned to me and raised an eyebrow. "Pep, I don't know what you want me to explain."

I rolled my eyes. Oh nothing, just the teenage boy right next to you.

Leo seemed to be thinking the same thing, because he said, "Umm, I think she's talking about me."

Now Tony understood. He pointed at Leo. "Pepper, this is Leo."

Leo face palmed. I rubbed my eyes. "I got that part Tony. What I want to know is when you got a son."

Leo's mouth fell open.

Tony looked confused. "Oh." He turned to look at Leo, who was trying not to laugh. "OH!"

Leo lost it. He doubled over in laughter. "Holy Hephaestus. I WISH I thought of that prank!" He sputtered out between giggles.

It was my turn to be confused. Leo wasn't Tony's son?

"Oh Pep! You got it all wrong. Leo isn't my son. He's my nephew!"

Well that was a huge relief.

"Why didn't you mention that before?"

"Excuse me? You were the one… Leo help me out here."

Leo shook his head and grinned playfully. "No, I think you got this covered, Uncle T. Hey J, record this, would you?"

I laughed. "He's as bad as you!"

Tony's eyes glittered. He stood up and grabbed my hands. "I know! Isn't great!"

We all laughed.

Tony went on to explain how Jarvis had found a blood match on Leo's profile, and Esperanza, Tony's half-sister. By the end, I was both surprised and happy. Tony still had family. This was amazing. Maybe this would help with his drinking problem. Leo, Jarvis, and I could take turns being his babysitter.

"It gets better." Leo said, still munching on popcorn. "Uncle Tony's letting me move in!"

I looked at Tony, surprised.

He laughed. "Hey, you get to move my coworkers in, I get to move my nephew in." he paused. "And spoil him to no end." Leo smiled like he approved of this arrangement.

He had a good point. This was a good compromise. I nodded. "This is going to be one crazy week. When do you move in, Leo?"

Leo didn't stop smiling. "I'm getting my stuff tomorrow morning."

Tony cut in. "By then, his room, and everyone else's rooms, should be ready. He'll have a room down the hall from ours. The Avengers will live downstairs."

I was a little surprised Tony had worked all this out already. I was expecting to have to stay up another hour arranging things.

Tony sat down, brushing popcorn off the couch next to him and gesturing for me to sit down so I was in between him and Leo. "I had this idea to paint Cap's room red, white, and blue-"

"Tony!" I cut him off.

"-BUT Leo said to paint his walls white and have blue and red covers with American flags on the walls and lists of veterans and stuff. With Romanoff, he got me to paint the walls cream instead of black. And Clint's tan instead of purple." He shook his head. "You'd think he was your nephew, Pep, his fondness for interior decorating."

I laughed and smiled at Leo. He winked at me and smiled jokingly.

"Speaking of the rooms," Jarvis' voice rang out. "Sir, the bed spreads have been finished."

"Excellent! Send them to the Avenger's floor. Did you redo the elevator button yet?"

"In progress, Sir."

He looked at me and Leo. "I'll be right back." He pecked me on the cheek and left the room toward the elevator.

Leo and I looked at each other for a few seconds before he broke the silence.

"So. Can I call you Aunt Pepper?"

My heart melted.