Hey everyone! Hope you are excited to finally read something from Elena's point of view. Please send me any critics (Nicely please) or suggestions please feel free! I have a semi outline of this story and how I have planned out Elena's life but I'm always open to incorporating more stuff or shifting things around. After all this is my story and nothing is set in stone!. Any way hope you all enjoy this chapter!

I'm Going to Kill Him

Elena's POV.

Two days before Tony's capture.

I awoke to the sounds of the waves crashing on the beach below me, and the comfort of my warm blankets. The morning sun pressing lightly on my face. Dad never understood how I slept without the windows tinted but I love the feeling of the sun waking me up in the morning instead of a blaring alarm with some AC/DC song playing.

I stretched my arms out as I sat up in bed, looking out at the ocean from my window.

"Morning Jarvis, what's the weather like for today?"

"Good morning Ms. Stark. It's going to be a beautiful 80 degree's with little humidity and no chance for rain." The AI spoke above me.

"Awesome, anything on the schedule for today?" I asked as I turn my television on to look at the news.

"Tonight is your fathers award ceremony in Vegas, which you said you would presto present for. The ceremony starts at 8 o'clock tonight. Ms. Potts is down stairs with some dress options for you and also has breakfast waiting. She also wants to know if you are going with your father for his weapon's presentation in Afghanistan on the Jericho missile?"

"Ugh we'll see I'm still waiting to hear back from Captain Owen on whether or not I can help out in the medical tent while dad is presenting. I'd rather help fix the soldiers not be responsible for why they are blown apart." I rolled my eyes as I headed into my closet to put on some leggings and a singlet shirt.

After changing, I quickly made my way down stairs to the kitchen to see Pepper sitting there, waiting for me at the island with a latte and egg sandwich waiting for me next to her.

"Hey Pep" I exclaimed kissing her cheek as jumped up on the stool to sit next to her.

I grab the bag that had my breakfast sandwich in it and took a deep satisfying breath. "Ugh is this my double bacon egg and cheese from Angelia's?"

She hummed in confirmation "Your favorite. And a vanilla cinnamon latte from the tiny coffee shop you love to go to after your runs with Remus."

At the sound of his name my goofy pitbull husky mix barked, and ran into the kitchen to lick my legs.

I laughed at him as I bet down to starch his ear.

"Morning Remy," I laughed at him as he sat diligently at my feet, probably waiting for me to sneak him a piece of my sandwich.

"So what bad news do you have for me?" I asked Pepper as I went to take a sip of my latte

She looked at me with unconvincing confusion. "What do you mean bad news? It's you first day back from school and I wanted to get you your favorite."

"Not buying it." I said giving her a flat look.

"First day back breakfast is usually blueberry pancakes and chocolate milk. Bad news breakfast is when you go out of your way to get my local faves." Shooting her a smug smile.

Pepper looked at me defeated "God you're too smart for your own good sometimes."

I looked at her with a smirk, "Okay so spill what's the bad news?"

She sighed. "Don't shoot the messenger, but they don't want you to present your dad's award alone tonight."

"Okay no biggie so they want me and Uncle Rhodey to do it?"

"No, Rhodey will hand him the award when he comes up on stage. However, they want you and Obadiah to do the presentation together, since he's known your father the longest."

I slowly put the latte down and frowned at her, "Do I have to?"

She looked at him sympathetically, "Your father would love it."

I rolled my eyes, "Please if I know dad he's going to duck out of this thing the first second he gets and I'll just end up accepting the award on his behalf."

She looked at me exasperated "He promise he would stick around for this one, and you already promised you would present."

I got up from the kitchen island sandwich and latte in hand and exclaimed, "We shall see."

I started to make my way down to dad's workshop, Remus at my heels.

I put the sandwich bag between my teeth so I could punch the code in to enter dad's shop.

As I walked down the stairs I could hear dad's music was blaring while he was busy working under the hood of his new toy. I walked over to his desk and sat on top of it as I began to eat my sandwich and watch my dad work.

He probably could have gone another hour without noticing I was there, if it wasn't for Remus walking over and sniffing around my dad while he was under the car, worried that he was hurt.

"Remy you big goof get away from me," I heard dad yell from under the car. He tried to swat Remus away but Remus just grabbed a hold of Dad's work boot with his teeth and pulled him out from under the car. He quickly made his way up to dad's face so he could lick him.

"Oh goodness who let you down here? I'm fine you big furry dummy." Dad exclaimed as he ruffled Remus's fur.

I giggled, mouth half filled with egg, as I watch my dad try to fight off my overly affectionate pup.

He looked over at me and shouted, "Hey Squirt will you call off you mutt."

"He's just worried that you're hurt. Also don't call my puppy a mutt?" I admonished and sitting back on the desk not doing to stop Remus.

"Alright, Alright I'm up." Dad groaned as he stood and started making his way over to me, completely covered in grease. Some of which was now on Remy's fur.

"Hey there Squirt." He said as he placed a kiss on the top of my head. I took a sniff and he smelled strongly of gasoline.

"Ew, dad you smell, there's no way I'm hugging you like that," I said making a disgusted face.

"What it's just a little grease," He said as he shrugged at me.

He went to step towards me but I stuck my leg out to try and stop him, "No way grease monkey, I have an award to present tonight, and with my luck that grease will stick to me all day."

"Speaking of tonight did Pepper tell you…" He trailed off.

"Tell me that I now have to present with Obadiah yeah she did and I'm not happy" I said with a deadpanned expression.

"I know you don't lie him Squirt but I appreciate that you are doing this for me." He said looking at me with puppy dog eyes and he wonders where I get it from. I rolled my eyes and hopped off the desk as he started to look over blue prints for a new project.

"Two questions for you. Are you even going to show up for this thing? Also I'm 18 now, don't you think Squirt is getting a little old by now?" I said looking at him with my eyebrows raised.

He rolled his eyes and said, "Duh the award is for me, ergo."

I cut him off, "Did you really just say ergo?"

"Don't interrupt your old man, and ergo I have to show up since it's my award and two Squirt is officially your name so it will never grow old." He said as if there was no room to question.

"Squirt is not an official name and you have been known to flake before."

"Well we are going on the same plane so you'll know if I don't show if I'm on the plane and it is you name because it says it on your birth certificate."

"Does not

"Does too, I made sure of it."

"Weirdo"

"Hey take one to know one squirt, Ay way you wanna help me on my new missile design, Think it will be the most impressive yet."

I make a disgusted faced "No. Do you want to help me with my new idea to help prevent blood loss in the battlefield, it my most innovative yet, I said with a smirk mimicking his words.

"Um no." He turned and started to tinker with something on his desk.

"Yeah I thought not, anyway I'm going to take Remus for a run, and I have to pick out an outfit for tonight, so I'll see you on the plane to Vegas okay?"

Dad's music started to blast louder at my goodbye, but I was still able to here him shout "Bye Squirt see you tonight, I'll be the one accepting an award."

I just shook my head as Remus and I made our way back up stairs.

Pepper was on her laptop in the living room and typing on her phone at the same time, talk about a multitasker. I grab Remy's leash, my running shoes, and my cellphone as I yelled out to Pepper before I left, "I'll be back in 30 Pep, and you can help me pick out a dress!"

She shouted okay from afar as I was running out the door with Remus. Him being the big ball of energy that he was, was already so far ahead me, he was running out of leash. I guess I needed to pick up the pace.

As the two of us were running, I was thinking about how I was going to bring up to dad about wanting to do my surgery internship at Mass General, the place he and my mother had met. I knew he wasn't going to be thrilled about it for two reasons.

One he would never like the idea of me moving that far away from him, and two he hated anything that had a connection to my mother, well other than me of course.

I also had to break the news to everyone that I wanted to do a volunteer trip to Calcutta to help some of the orphanages over there that need medical aid. I had a gap coming up between residency and graduating, so I wanted to fill it with travel and volunteering. I knew neither of these was going to fly well with him, but I was hoping with Pepper's help and maybe if I got Uncle Rhodey and Happy on board, I would be able to talk him down a little bit.

I stopped for a second to give Remus a little bit of water from the bottle I had brought knowing how he could tire himself out so quickly in the California heat.

I noticed as I was running a few vans passed by with cameramen hanging out the windows. No doubt the lovely paparazzi were taking photos of me for tonight's Hollywood report. I'm so glad dad got them banned from the Stanford's medical building so I could study in peace, but I have pretty much accepted the fact that this is the norm whenever I go out. Tonight was going to be even worse with the award ceremony…

When I walked onto the jet with dad, Obadiah and Rhodey were already in there waiting for us as usual. Dad always likes to be the last one on the plane.

Dad turned to me as we walked on and said, "Happy is going to meet us at the casino with the car, because I want to drive back, Squirt but the plane will be waiting for you whenever you're ready to take off. Sound good?"

"Do I have much of choice?" I grumbled under my breath

"What was that squirt."

"I said yeah sure that's fine."

I knew he wanted to stay and drink and I wasn't thrilled with the idea, but it's never been my place to call him out on it. However, I really wasn't please that there was one less person to buffer between Obadiah and I.

I've never liked Obie, dad always jokes that as a baby I cried whenever he was in the room, and no wonder. I always get the worst sense of dread whenever he and I are in the same room. When I was younger he always found secret ways to inflict pain on me, like pinching my on the back or on my arms until I bruised. When I told my dad, he always thought I was just being dramatic, says I get that from mom.

Now a days Obie, ignores me as much as I ignore him, and that's all I can really hope for.

As we made our way to Vegas, Dad and the guys talked about the upcoming presentation in Afghanistan while, I was reading a new article on Nano tech and how it could apply to surgical practice.

I was hopping in a few year to introduce a Nano-bot spray that would help stem blood flow from a wound and could possible save lives in major accidents or a solider injured out in the field.

I was still awhile off from that, since I wasn't allowed to use a lot of resources from Stark Industries yet.

Obadiah told dad I was too young to be tinker with company resources unsupervised and for some reason Dad agreed with him.

I was brought out of my concentration by dad shouting from across the plane "Hey Squirt you're coming with me and Rhodes tomorrow to Afghanistan right?"

Not looking up from my article I replied, "You don't need to shout it's a small plane and I'm not sure yet I'm still waiting to hear back on if I can assist in the medical tent while you're giving your presentation."

"Oh but don't you want to see the missile go boom! It going to be pretty col" Dad said with all the enthusiasm of a 10 year old.

I rolled my eyes as I looked up knowing he wanted me to be as excited about his new weapon as he was.

"It's not a firework dad it's a missile and I'm going into trauma surgery and would like a little hands on experience."

Rhodey looked over to me with kind smile "Well, I've got good news for you kiddo. Dr. Owens approved you to assist him in the ten if you want"

My smile got so wide at that news. "Really? That's awesome, so yes I will be on the plane tomorrow!"

"Okay I'll make sure to bring the knock out drugs so you don't puke all over the plane again." Dad said as he looked at me in amusement.

I covered my eyes with my hands, "God one trip across the country and you'll never let me live it down. I've gotten better you know!"

God, one time I got sick flying with dad to Europe and he has never let me live it down. Just because I hated flying doesn't mean I was always going to get sick. However, flying while sleeping was a lot better than flying while awake I have to admit.

"So no night night drugs?" He grinned knowing my answer already.

"No, I don't feel like dealing with you so bring the drugs " I said sticking out my tongue at him.

"Hey I'm offended by that! Who wouldn't want to hang out with me? I'm awesome."

"Sure dad you keep telling yourself that." I just smiled and blew him a kiss, and then went back to my article until we landed.

After we made our way into the ballroom for the ceremony, I told dad I was going to go freshen up a little.

I walked into the glamorous bathroom to make sure nothing had shifted or smudge during the flight. I may not be the most flawless or fashionable heiress but I always want to try and look my best when the occasion calls for it. It gave the paparazzi less fuel to use against me. If they every saw me after pulling an all nighter in the library before finals they would have a field day.

I straightened out the black cocktail dress, that I have to admit fit me like a glove, way to go Pepper. I also quickly wiped away some smudged eyeliner and reapplied my lipstick. After fixing my hair a bit I went to make my way back stage.

Tony's POV

As Elena headed towards the bathroom, Obadiah approaches me with a huge grin on his face.

"Tony my boy, tonight's going to be great because it's all about you, Not that it's different from any other day but still always a good excuse to celebrate right?"

"Yeah, What is the award for again? I forgot to listen while Rhodey was babbling about it on the phone and I know if I asked Elena she would just yell at me."

"Not a clue but speaking of Elena I hear a congratulations is order?"

"For Elena why, she's not getting an award is she?"

Obadiah just grinned at me and said, "No for getting into Mass Gen residency program. Not that I'm sure it was hard for her, I mean she is a Stark after all. But hey following in her mother's footsteps has to be a comfort to you right?"

After that Obadiah slapped me on the back.

I shut down at the mention of Mass General. The hospital that I had met April in and had convinced her to go out with me.

Elena couldn't go all the way to Massachusetts. What was she going to find there other than elitist old money and snow? She would hate it there. I would hate it there. I promised myself after April died, that I would never set foot back in that state.

I need to find a way to fix this.

"Hey Obie do you still have that connection at NYU by any chance? "

"Yeah why?" He looked at me curiously

"No reason can you send the info to Pepper tomorrow or tonight, just um as soon as possible." I loosened my tie starting to feel a little suffocated. God it was hot in here, was anyone else hot? God I need a drink where was bar when you need one? This is casino right?

"You Okay Tony?" Obadiah asked

"Uh yeah, I'm just going to to go grab myself a drink, I'll be right back." I stammered as I rushed out of the ballroom.

I made my way back onto the casino floor and flagged down a waitress for a stiff scotch. When she returned with it I started to make my way back to the award room, however a table of crapps caught my eye. I had some time to kill right?

Elena POV

I made my way to the stage area, notes in hand. I saw Rhodey back there with the award in his hand.

He saw me approaching and gesturing to the award he asked, "Think he'll keep this one?"

I looked at it and replied with a smile, "Ohh that ones different maybe he will keep it. You never know with him." I shrugged.

Rhodey with an exasperated look said to me "He better! He told me how honored he would be to receive it if I nominated him for it. He better not embarrass me this time."

"You and me both Uncle Rhodey but know as well as I do how fickle he can be."

"True but still"

A women with headset came up to me and Rhodey, "You and Mr. Stane are up in 5 Miss Stark. Once you two are done the presentation on your father. Colonel Rhodes will come up on stage and call your father up for the award."

"Okay" I smiled

Before I knew it the lights were dimming and Stane and I were being ushered onto the stage. His part of the presentation was all on dad's history and education. However, I was pissed there was not one mention of my mom through out the whole thing. Stane did it on purpose I'm sure whether to piss me off or because he just didn't like my mother that much.

When his part ended Stane walked back to our table and I walked up to the microphone and tried to look out to address this to my dad, but I was blinded by the spotlight unable to really see anyone.

"Many of you know Tony Stark, the legend, well I know him as Tony Stark the person. My father has made many sacrifices in his life so that he could dedicate his time to his company and all of its accomplishments. And while we don't always agree on his projects, I know I am always in awe of the passion and dedication he puts into each and every one of his projects. My father never halfasses anything in his life, just take a look at me and you'll know what kind of man he is. Caring dedicated and loving. My father deserves this award because he has done everything in his life to earn it and I thank you for acknowledging that."

When I was done talking, the lights dimmed so I was finally able to look into the crowd. Right as the lights dimmed Uncle Rhodey approached me and gave me a small hug.

"Great job kid, I'm sure he's bawling out there," He whispered into my ears.

I smiled as I looked out to find my father, I look over the table he was suppose to be at only to see Obadiah sitting there shrugging at me. My father was nowhere in sight.

I growled under my breath as Obadiah stood up and made his way back on to the stage and taking the award from Tony said, "I'm sure Elena can attest to this but, the best and worst thing about Tony is that he's always working. Thank you again for this ward I'm sure Tony will be thrilled."

As Obadiah made a show of ushering me off of the stage, He put his hand around my arm and squeeze tightly. Enough for me to gasp out loud and know that there would probably be a bruise on my arm tomorrow.

As we both made it back stage he turn me around and hissed, "Where is he you brat?"

I yanked my arm out of his grasp, "The hell if I know. If I remember correctly you were with him last," I said defiantly.

Obadiah looked like he was going to reply back in anger, however we were interrupted.

Uncle Rhodey ran back looking extremely annoyed, " I found him, he's out on the casino floor gambling."

As Rhodey and I made our way to find my father, I saw him drink in hand and women surrounding him getting ready to roll the dice.

I was going to kill him for this.