Erica Rose Davidson born February 14, 1978 is none other than the heiress of Guardian industries. Turning 16 years old I started to work with the children's hospitals all over the country raising money for the family's as well as their treatment. Doing so earned me the nick name nightingale. Tony Stark had given me the name surprisingly and when I turned of age, I was one of the only two women he never tried to sleep with. He would stay sober during my charity events which were always themed. He would also help keep men away who were trying to manipulate me when I was younger and men who only wanted to get in good standing with the company as I got older.

But as would fate decide I became the new owner and CEO of my grandfather's company after he had a heart attack. My parents had died when I was young and now with my grandfather gone, I am alone with no clue how to run a company. Tony helped me threw the transition behind close doors and Pepper helped me find a Personal assistant. Without them I would have eventually figured it out but with their help things went ten times smother.

Thankfully, I was in my early thirties when I took over, but I had already started a museum for kids designed by the kids from the hospitals. There was one in every state close to the major children's hospitals. It was my most prized project. The museums were completely wheelchair accessible with six stories and not a single staircase. The children had decided what kid of themes it would have. There was enchanted forest with fairytale creatures, medieval castles with nights and princess, a futuristic world and a universe dome with stairs and plants. Most of the museum were the same since most children wanted the same things but a few were different, but all the rooms had the names of the children who helped make the room listed in the arch way leading in and out of it. Rhodes had helped with the military rooms and Tony helped with the futuristic rooms with out recognition. Anytime I tried to put his name on anything he would just tell me no and that this was my legacy not his.

My heart had broken when I learned he had been taken hostage and I had called Rhodes telling him if he needed something to help just let me know. But I cried for hours when he told me Tony was found and that was when I figured out, I loved Tony. He had been there for me for years and now he needed me. So, without a second thought I left New York and few to Malibu only to find Tony was refusing to see me. Obadiah told me he was still adjusting and to give me time. I stayed in Malibu at my own summer house when the AI Tony made for me went dark but the last thing, I could remember was Obadiah standing over me as my world went black.