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By the time I awoke we only had two hours before we landed. I made my way into the small personal bathroom to freshen up and make myself presentable for our initial meeting with the military leaders coming to see dad's new weapon.

I unzipped my garment bag to reveal my blue blouse and black pencil skirt. Ugh I hate office clothes, they're so uncomfortable. I don't get how dad loves suits so much. I'm so glad I will be able to change into military scrubs once I start shadowing Colonel Owens.

Once I'm freshened up and dressed, I made my way out to the main cabin not really knowing what state it will be in. As I walking in I see my dad and Uncle Rhodey slumped by the bar, looking like they hadn't slept the whole flight. I made my way over to them and overheard Uncle Rhodey whisper to Dad "I'm going to catch a few hours of sleep."

I laughed as I heard the stewardess turn to my Dad and Uncle and say, "Gentlemen and miss would you mind taking your seats, we are going to begin our decent for landing soon."

Uncle Rhodey groaned and made his way towards the back seat of the plane. I couldn't help the giggle that escaped me.

Dad turned to me with a smirk "There's sleeping beauty, have a good flight squirt?"

I mocked glared at him as I made my way to the seat across from him.

"I slept just fine thank you."

He just smiled and looked at me. I was looking out the window and could still feel his eyes on me,

"Is there something on your mind dad?"

"Um nope how about you anything you might want to talk about."

"Nope not thing I can think of."

He scoffed in disbelief.

"Really nothing about Calcutta you want to mention?"

"Nothing that I can think of. You want talk about Columbia University by any chance?'

"Other than the fact that is an amazing program that's not in Massachusetts? Nope can't think of a thing."

"Well I'm glad we both have nothing to talk about."

"Me too."

We sat in silence for a few more minutes till dad decided to break that silence.

"So who really is Jake?"

I whipped my head around to stare at him in shock and raised my hand in frustration.

"Are you kidding me right now? How do you know about Jake?"

"Doesn't matter. Is he the reason you want to travel half way across the world to volunteer for so medical thing?"

"No he is not the reason I want to volunteer my time to help sick children get better. Did you hack my email dad?"

I asked as I crossed my arms over my chest and glared at him.

"Not my fault you have a weak password, I though I taught you better cyber security then that."

"THAT'S THE ARGUMENT YOU ARE TRYING TO MAKE RIGHT NOW! Not that fact that you broke into my private email, not the fact that, that is a HUGE invasion of privacy and not the fact that you somehow used my information to apply to surgical program with out my consent?"

He stared at me for beat before responding "Yup that's what I want to talk about. You're making it so any old person can hack into your email and you know how snoopy the paparazzi can get. You don't want your information getting out."

"You're impossible do you know that? Did you even consider that I don't want to go to New York and that's why I never applied? That I was actually looking forward to studying in the same hospital that you and mom met in, that she became a nurse in. That she-"

He interrupted me "That she died in?"

I felt all the air leave my lungs at that statement

"What?"

"She died in that hospital squirt. I know you want a connection to her, but I don't think I'll ever be able to let myself walk back into that place and I want to come support you. I want to visit you and if you move there I won't be able to." He said in a defeated tone.

I couldn't believe it all this time and I never really knew anything about my mother's death. I shook my head in defeat and replied, "You never told me that dad. If you would have come to me and talked I would have reconsidered."

He looked at me over his sunglasses, "Well you weren't exactly forth coming with that information either. Remember I found out from Obie that you were moving there not from you."

"I knew it was Obadiah that ratted me out," I grumbled under my breath.

"So will you consider New York squirt, it would make my non existent heart very happy." He joked.

I looked over at him with a deadpanned expression, "Will you actual think about Calcutta?"

"No" He replied shortly.

"DAD" I yelled as I threw my hands away from me in frustration.

"Okay maybe, as long as I can come." He tried to say as if he was joking but I knew he was serious.

"You're being unreasonable Tony." I snapped back.

"Excuse Me," He said in mocking disbelief. "It's dad, father, or whenever you're feeling particularly grateful, the greatest man you'll ever meet, its never tony."

"Your ridiculous." I replied back to him with a small smile gracing my face.

His face got serious for a second. " I will try to think about India okay?"

"I will take a meeting with Columbia," I said knowing I had to compromise if he was really going to consider Calcutta

"Good," He shrugged.

"Good" I shrugged.

We went back in silence until a loud snore burst through the plane.

We both looked over at Uncle Rhodey who was fast asleep with his mouth wide open. Dad turned to me with a mischievous smirk "Should we drawl on his face?"

I just shook my head at him.

As we landed, I carefully made my way over to Uncle Rhodey and gentle shook him awake.

He groaned in protest and looked at me with blurry eyes "What Elle?"

I laughed, "We just landed at the base, time to get to work Uncle Rhodey. I left you a clean shirt and you dress uniform jacket in the bathroom behind you. Dad's changing now, so you have a few minutes before we have to leave the plane."

Like a child he groaned in protest again but blindly made his way to the back bathroom to change.

I chuckled and quickly checked my phone for any more emails since I knew it could be another day or two before I could respond.

"Whelp ready to play with some toys Squirt," Dad asked as he came out trying to adjust his tie. I rolled my eyes and walked over to him, batting his hands way.

"Those are your toys not mine. My toys put people back together not rip them to pieces." I said raising my eyebrow at him.

Dad stood there as I began to retie his tie for him, "Oh come on my toys are just as important as yours Squirt. Mine keep people safe, so they don't need your toys." He replied in a conceited matter, as if my toys only helped people who had been shot or blown apart.

I shook my head but kept my eyes on the tie in concentration, "It's not always about prevention dad. Sometimes peace is the answer, plus how do you know your toys don't hurt the wrong people? Just because you can dad doesn't mean you should."

"You know I'm the one who suppose to be giving you life lessons, not the other way around, " He turned to look at him self in the mirror over the bar." "Also when did you learn to tie a tie? No, why did you learn to tie a tie?" He asked in confusion.

I shrugged at him, "Pepper taught me when I was 12, just incase she wasn't around when you needed it done."

He shook his head, "the two of you need to turn your brains off once and awhile."

"Then who would do the thinking around here?" I asked as patted his chest.

Dad laughed and gave me a quick peck on the head.

"Time to have some fun." He laughed.

The doors opened to the plane steps, and dad and I made our way down the stairs with Uncle Rhodey behind, struggling a little bit.

We made our way to the bunch of Corporals and Captains and other people that I honestly probably wasn't going to remember, that where here to see dad's weapon. I made my way down the line of faceless captains and what nots until I got to the last man. He was tall with auburn hair and weathered down face, but a kind smile that was aimed towards me.

"Pleasure to meet you Dr. Stark, Captain Owens head of trauma and medicine at this place."

I smiled at him and the fact that he had called me doctor because it was something I still wasn't use to. Even though I had technically graduated from medical school and I was technically a doctor now. Not that I really felt like I deserved that title until I finished my residency.

I shook Captain Owens hand, "It's a pleasure to finally put a face to the name Captain. I look forward to shadowing you for the next day or two."

He smiled at me, "Well if your professors' praise indicates anything then I look forward to working with you as well." He looked down at me for second and then looked at me with a raised brow.

"I hope you brought a change of close Dr. Stark"

I smiled and held up the bag in my hand, "Of course this outfit it more for business purposes for my father, I bought come scrubs with me."

He nodded, "Good just got a group of marines that have been put through the wringing that could do with some help."

I smiled at him and indicated for him to lead the way, but before I could follow my father grabbed my by the arm to stop me from walking away.'

"Will you be back for the presentation?"

I looked between him and Captain Owens "I'm not sure it depends how much assistant Captain Owens requires, do you really need me there?"

"This is you company as well Squirt you should know how it operate."

I rolled my eyes, "Alright, send someone to get me whenever you are ready, but give me enough time so I can change before the presentation. I know you won't be happy with scrubs."

Dad nodded and released my arms "See you then squirt. Have fun putting people back together."

After changing, Captain Owens and I made our way to the medical tent on base.

Talking about what he planned for our time together, "I really don't think we will need any surgeries preformed today, the marines are roughed up but from the charts I don't think anything is really critical. You definitely will have the opportunity to place a few stiches and maybe even help me relocate a shoulder or two"

I smiled with excitement "You mean you'll allow me to work on patients!"

He smiled and said, "You can only learn so much by observing. Now this Cerberus group may look tough but I'm pretty sure their bark is worst than their bite so don't feel too intimidated."

I laughed as the captain raise the tent flap to allow me to enter into the tent. I look to see a few men already in medical beds some sleeping some sitting up and talking to each other but captain was right there was no real emergency in these men's injuries simple a nuisance.

Doctor Owens handed me a box with gloves, "All their charts are attached to their med beds, so that will tell you all you need to know. If you have any problems just call for me. You start at the far end and I'll start here and we can meet in the middle sound good?"

I nodded and made my way towards the end of the tent to where a few men were talking. I studied their charts and determined all I would need to do is a few bandage changes nothing big.

However, I made my way down the line until I got to two men who had seen better days. One was reading a letter and it looked like he had taken quite a few blows to the face. While the other guy was reading the portrait of Dorian Grey, with his right arm hung loosely by his side.

I approached them with a smile, "Morning fellas how's it going to today, my name is Dr. Elena, let's see how I can help you out." I said as I grabbed the man with the likely dislocated shoulder's chart.

The man reading the book put it down with him with his one hand, "Oh I'm feeling better already." He replied with a smirk you cloud just slap.

I just rolled my eyes at him as I looked down at his chart, it read William Russo, and confirmed my suspicion of a dislocated shoulder, "Alright take it easy Mr. Russo."

"Oh Billy please, " He flirted, well at least he attempted to.

"Okay Billy. other than the pain in your should are you experiencing any pain anywhere else? Sign of fever, or numbing or tingling in your right arm?" I ask as I start to prod the shoulder feeling for swelling of the area to make sure I would be able to pop it back into place.

He smirked at me and said, "Well it may not be my shoulder but something is definitely tingling. You single doc?" He asked again with the slap inducing smirk.

Before I could lash out a response the man on the bed next to me grumbled out through his swollen lips, "Leave the kid alone Billy, you're flirting with jail bait."

"Nah there's no way they let some kid in here. Right sweetheart don't you have to do a lot of schooling to be a doc." He asked batting his eyes at the word sweetheart.

"I'm not your sweetheart Mr. Russo," I said in a no nonsense tone. "And yes it does take a while to become a doctor, now are you going to let me fix your arm or would you like it dangle useless by your side for the rest of your life."

"Why don't you let the big man over there take over sweet heart?" He said motioning to Captain Owens. "I doubt you can even take the site of blood let alone relocate a limb. Geez Frank they let anyone with a pretty smile become a doctor these days, guess they are worried about bedside manner. " He said to the man called Frank as if I wasn't right next to him. Typical.

As he was talking shit, I made my way behind him and placed my hands on his shoulder and wrist and with out any warning popped his shoulder back into place.

"OW FUCK, how about a little warning there doc?" He yelled at me.

The man known as Frank started to chuckle as Mr. Russo threw him a dirty look.

"Don't worry sweetheart the pain will subside soon." I said to him as I made my way over to Frank's bed and read his file. His read multiple facial contusions, a deep cut above the eyebrow and a broken nose.

I smiled up at him and said "Well Mr. Castle I hate to see the other guy."

He chuckled and put his letter down and sat up so I could examine his face.

"You got a good sense of humor Doc, not taking any shit from Billy. Don't worry his all talk and no bite."

I smiled as I began to examine his nose, "Don't worry Lieutenant Castle if snarky comments from insecure men had me running for the hills I never would have made it through medical school."

He laughed at me and nodded, "Fair enough."

"Okay Lieutenant Castle can you breath through you nose at all? What's your pain level, and would you prefer stiches or just a butterfly for the cut above your eyebrow?" I asked him.

"Breathing is a no, pain is fine not the first time or the last I've had my nose broken. And what's another scar? Stich it up so I don't have to worry about it."

I nodded "Okay Lieutenant, I'm going to have to reset your nose and ill grab a stich kit."

He nodded and said, "Do with you need to do doc."

I came back with everything I need and decided to start with the stich first, I applied a shot of anesthesia to the area and began to stich up the wound. I look down to see a photo of a family of three in the letter he was reading before I showed up.

"Is that your family in the photo Lieutenant Castle?" I ask trying to distract him from the thread sewing up his head.

"Frank please, and yeah that's my wife Marie, my son Frank jr. and my daughter Lisa.

I smiled, "Well you have a very nice family Frank, I'm sure they miss you when your over here."

"Yeah but I'll be home soon with them."

"That's nice do you have any traditions when you get home, or do anything to make up for loss time?" I asked curious to know.

He smiled "Yeah, we got to a central park in New York for the day ride the carousel and have picnic all day and just spend time together." He said with a small smile on his face.

"That sounds nice,' I replied. "Every time my dad was gone for a long period of time, when he came back we had a beach day. He hates the ocean but he knows I love it. So he would sit on the shore and watch me swim for hours. We would have a day's worth of food packed and wouldn't go back home until the sun set or I passed out from exhaustion."

By the time I was done with my story I had finished stitching him up.

He smiled up at me and said, "Sound like a nice time, good to know that those memories stuck with you. I always hope my time with my kids hold them over to I'm home again."

I smiled down at him. "I'm sure they do, okay so I'm going to have to force you nose back into alignment so this may hurt."

"Oh sure you warm him" Russo grumbled from his cot.

"He earned a warning you did not William." I replied over my shoulder.

"It's Billy." He grumbled as he turned away from us and went back to reading his book.

I chuckled and started to feel around Frank's face for where exactly the break was.

"Don't worry about Billy he's just a loud mouth, he doesn't really mean anything by it." He said as he motioned to the grown man pouting behind me.

I chuckled, "If I couldn't handle a loud mouth every now and again I would never get to leave the house." I said.

"Yeah being Tony Stark's kid probably comes with its fair share of loud mouths." HE said with a smirk.

I was so surprised he recognized me I pushed his nose in without even counting down.

"OW"

"Oh sorry you caught me off guard." I said sheepishly

"It's alright and my wife's guilt pleasure is E News at night. They run stories about you all the time." He replied lightly touching the side of his nose.

I just shook my head as I started to fill out the rest of his chart. "Yeah more then I would like."

He went to say something but Colonel Owens shouted from the front of the tent, "Stark you are being summoned for some weapons presentation. They're leaving from the tarmac right now.

I nodded and began to take off my gloves. "Well he didn't leave me anytime to change so he'll have to be okay with scrubs," I turned to Frank "Well duty calls." I gave a mock salute.

"Thanks again Doc, hopefully I wont have to see you around." He chuckled.

"Goodbye Lieutenant Castle, keep that one over there out of trouble."

"Yes ma'am."

By the time I made my way to the Jeeps Dad and Rhodey where the only ones waiting for me. Dad stared at me with disapproval of my attire, "What happened to changing into business attire?"

I scoffed at him as I went to enter the Jeep as Rhodey held the door for us. "What happened to sending me an early alert so I could get changed?"

"I uh got busy." He said sheepishly.

"Drinking with lieutenants can do that you." I shot back annoyed that he found my scrubs unprofessional. I wasn't a businesswomen I was doctor and the fact that he really didn't acknowledge that somewhat bothers me.

"Well I think the army scrubs really bring out the doc in you Elle." Uncle Rhodey said from the front of the vehicle.

"Thank Uncle Rhodey." I smiled at him.

My dad was on his phone and didn't respond to Uncle Rhodey's compliment.

In the future when I look back on this moment I don't know why I decided to pick a fight, maybe I was feeling bitter or maybe I just want Dad to acknowledge that his way of life was not the be all end all of everything

"So what are we using to blow up civilians today?" I asked as I crossed my arms over my chest.

My dad was so affronted by what I said he whipped his glasses off and glared at me. It wasn't easy for me to piss my dad off but when I did I did it well.

"Elena." He said as he used his glasses to point at me. Uh oh real name, I'm in trouble.

"What it's true." I said defensively.

"How many time do I have to tell you that our weapons keep us safe?" He said in exasperation.

"Sure they keep us safe but what about all of the innocent people they harm as well."

"They only harm terrorist and people who would look to harm our country. I know you're all peace and love, but you almost 19 now it's time you realize that is not real life. You have to be the one with the bigger stick or the other guys will walk all over you. I don't know why you refuse to acknowledge that?" He huffed out almost in one breath.

"And I don't know why you refuse to take responsibility that our weapons are not the cure to war. They harm as much as they hurt. And what is the guarantee that these weapons are being used on the right people?" I argued back.

"The military knows what they are doing." He said in a short tone.

"And what if the military isn't the only ones with their hands on our weapons things get stolen every day. Are you willing to accept responsibility if these mass destructive weapons make their way in the wrong hands?" I asked with my arms crossed facing him.

"That's not going to happen, god you sound like that crack pot journalist that cornered me the other day." He said looking out into the desert.

"Oh you mean that one you brought home, couldn't have been too much of crock pot if you slept with her."

"One that has nothing to do with our argument, and two, didn't realize you knew that." He said looking slightly ashamed.

I just huffed and through my arms in the air.

"You are going to have to get on board with this squirt, one day this company is going to be yours and your going to have to keep it afloat which means keeping up with weapon manufacturing and our military contract, which pay for all our medical R&D by the way. So without that you can't event all your surgical Nano technology you're working on." He said trying to end the argument.

I looked at him in shock.

"Yeah that right I've seen your plans."

"That folder was private." I said in disbelief.

"I told you, you have to work on your security systems." He gave me a smug smile.

I went to reply when Rhodey announced that we had arrived at the presentation site. I stepped out of the Humvee and looked to see the giant missile standing close to the cliffs edge. I quickly put on my sunglasses to hide the distain in my eyes.

Sometimes I understand that defense weapons are needed but these missiles my father was creating were way too excessive. There had to be another way.

I made my way next to Uncle Rhodey as the group lined up to watch my father present his latest toy and I knew these guys were just going to eat it up.

Dad's starting comment felt specifically geared towards me 'They say that the best weapons is the weapon you never have to fire, I respectfully disagree, I prefer the weapon that you only have to fire once!"

Thanks for that dad, like that makes me more open to this argument. These men were in the business of war, of course they don't believe in weapon you don't have to fire. I toned out again until I heard him say "Ladies and gentlemen for your consideration … The Jericho."

With those words the weapon was activated as several missiles were fired off, leading to the backlash of the explosion to cover us in sand. I rolled my eyes behind my glasses, as everyone clapped. We all began to make our way back to the Humvees.

I still don't see why I was needed at the presentation. I was more useful back in the medical tent. My dad made his way to the portable bar cart, "We through one of these in with and purchase of 100,000 or more." He joked as he accepted the drink.

I made my way over to him, "So not too bad for your old man right? I hoping our next model you can present, you know start getting your business voice down."

"Dad I'm going to busy with my surgical residency. I don't think I'll have time to help you build a weapon I have no interest "

"God your such a spoil sport Squirt." He said in a disappointed tone.

"Try saying that five times fast." I tried to make light of disappointment.

"Funny" He said in deadpan voice.

Rhodey came up behind me as Dad got into the first Humvee. He shut the door on me and Rhodey, "excuse me." I said to him

He stuck his head out and said "Nope this is the funvee the humdrumvee is back there for you two."

I rolled my eyes "Really dad?"

"Really"

I shrugged and made my way to the last Humvee, he wants to be a child fine, he can be child.

Rhodey made his way into the car. "Hey Elena it going to be a moment or two before we can head out something with tire pressure. Don't worry you'll be back in the med tent before you know it. Your dad still has hours of negotiations, so you'll have some more time to shadow if you want.

I smiled at my Uncle and told him all about how I was actually allowed to help patients and how much I loved it, leaving out the part about Billy Russo harassing me.

"You know he means well about Massachusetts right?" Uncle Rhodey turned to ask me with a concerned expression.

I sighed and turned to my Uncle by proxy "I know but he need to loosen the reigns a bit. He can't control every aspect of my life, he needs to let me breath a little. I'm 19 now."

"Hey he let you become a doctor, when he was all for business/engineering degree." He joked.

I chuckled "That's true but to be honest there was not stopping me from going into medical. I have the same calling Dad said mom had."

"That is true. I remember when you mom was pregnant with you your dad suggested that she should quite her job and become a stay at home mom. April threw her stethoscope at him. I also remember he slept on the couch at their apartment for a week." He said with a fond smile.

I chuckled a little, I was so happy to get any tidbit of my mom from anyone. Dad so rarely brought her up on his own, and I never liked forcing him to talking about her as it always left him melancholy and heading for the bar.

I asked Rhodey for more stories he had of my mom as we finally started to make our way back to base. We were only a minute or two behind dad.

Rhodey started telling me of the first time dad had gone out with my mom and how it was a complete disaster that ended up with mom giving dad a small amount of stiches in his hand.

I loved this feeling I had when I felt close to her. Almost like it erased some of the pain of never getting to know her. But my happiness was short lived as gunfire began to rain down on us out of nowhere.

I gasped as I realized that no only didn't I change, I also didn't have a bullet proof vest on that they usually give dad and I. Uncle Rhodey cover my head quickly as we heard explosion after explosion go off around us.

The Humvee shook with each boom, but I quickly lifted my head in panic and looked at my uncle "WHERE"S DAD?" I tried to yell over the gunfire.

Uncle Rhodey pushed me to ground "Stay here I'm going to go get your dad." He yelled at me. I covered my ears as he opened the door and the sound of destruction became deafening. I knew I needed to get up and try and help but I frozen in fear.

Finally one giant boom went off and I felt the car turn on it side. I yelled out as felt my whole body be lifted up and slammed back down on the side of the Humvee. After that it got deathly quite for a few beats except I could feel my heart pounding so strongly in my chest it felt like my whole body was throbbing. I tried to take a quick breath as I realized I was fighting off a panic attack. I quickly reach out so I could ground my self to something around me.

"You're okay you're okay," I chanted to myself over and over again.

Once I realized I was okay, and I realized I needed to move. I quickly climbed my way back up the seat and opened up the car door that was now facing the sky. It took more effort than I realized as I yelled out in frustration.

I poked my head out slowly as I heard someone call out to me "ELENA"

I looked around but it was hard to see as the sand and dirt were still settling from the attack. I heard someone moan in pain as I look down there was a solider leaning against the car in pain.

I quickly scrambled out of the Humvee and made my way towards the solider.

I looked him over and saw a gaping wound in his forehead

"Hey can you hear me?" I said to him as I grabbed his hand and went to check his pulse.

He groaned and barley opened your eyes. "Hey solider look at me, other than your head what hurts?" I questioned.

He groaned again and moved his arm to show that there was a giant piece of metal shrapnel sticking out of his side.

"Okay we need to get you out of here. Can you keep applying pressure to it?" I asked in a calm voice.

He groaned, "Get it out." Going to try and grab at it

I caught his hands and told him, "I'm sorry I can't. I don't know what it could have punctured and keeping that in maybe the only thing keeping you from bleeding out. I need you to keep apply pressure okay." I said placing his hand back around the wound.

I looked around as I once again herd someone calling my name.

"DAD, UNCLE RHODY I NEED HELP SOILDER DOWN." I yelled out.

"ELENA KEEP YELLING." I heard the voice call out.

I noticed that the soldier's hand was barely applying any pressure to the wound.

"Okay Solider, I'm going to take over okay move your hand slowly out of the way and I'll use my shirt to apply pressure, okay? Stay with me solider."

"Brian."

"Okay stay with me Brian keep talking to me okay." I said gently trying to keep my tone even and calm so as not to alarm him.

I quickly removed my top scrub layer and was carful to place it around the shrapnel.

"Your squirt right?" He asked, his eyes still closed.

I left out a laughed "Yeah that me, where you in the car with my dad?"

"Yeah, he kept going on talking about his squirt." He replied

"All good things I hope. I know I wasn't his favorite person when he got in the car." I said guilty.

I heard footsteps running toward me "ELENA, CALL OUT."

"Behind the Humvee. We are going to need some help!" I called out.

Rhodey made his way around the car with a look of panic across his face.

"Elena you're bleeding." He said urgently.

I looked at him in confusion. "Your head," He motioned.

"Okay well we can take care of that later. " I said sternly. "We need something to transport him. He's got a head wound and there is a piece of metal sticking out from his left side, possible internal bleeding. We need to get him back to base. Where's dad?" I asked looking around behind him.

Rhodey didn't respond at first as he got on his comms and called in a medevac team.

"There's a group looking for him now." He said after giving the order.

"He wasn't in the car?" I asked in surprised.

"No and it's a good thing he wasn't. That car was blown to pieces in that last explosion. Probably the same one that flipped our car." He huffed out.

I nodded and turned "Hey Brian you're getting quite on me, keep talking solider. Do you feel cold? Do you know your full name and rank?" I asked as I used the hand that wasn't holding my shirt down to check his pulse.

It was there but it was starting to weaken.

Brian groaned out. "Private first class Brian Sullivan, 28 years old, stationed in Afghanistan."

"Good Brian. How long on the medevac?" I asked my Uncle.

"Two minutes" he said shortly.

I nodded "Okay Brian what else can you tell me?"

"I have a wife and a little girl on the way. I want to name her Emily, my wife wants to name her Delilah, which I hate." He mumbled out and began to cough,

"Are you having shortness of breath?" I asked.

"Little bit. " He groaned out trying to bring his hand up to show me his close fingers.

"Alright well I need you to hold on just 60 more second I can see the medics coming now okay. Were going to get you patched up and back home to your wife." I said comfortingly.

Lieutenant Owens and some other medics came up as Owens asked me the situation and I replied to him, "Male age 28, head wound possible concussion, and a piece of metal sticking out of the left abdomen, possible internal bleeding, breath is becoming labored, pulse is weakening. Patient is still coherent and as alert as he can be. "

Owens nodded "Stark I'm going to need you to help keep the metal in place as we prep him for transport, we don't need it moving and tearing anything more then it already is. " He said sternly.

I nodded and turn to Rhodey "Tell Dad I'm heading back to base and he's to come find me as soon as he's back."

Rhodey looked solemn but nodded

I made my way with the med team into the helicopter that would take us back to base. We set private Sullivan up with an IV and a heart monitor. His heart rate was fast but we should have enough time to ruse him into surgery.

I went to apply and air mask for him to help with his breathing when he stopped me, "Your dad wanted us to go find you. His first worry was getting to you miss stark."

I nodded and felt tears in my eyes. I was so stupid to pick a fight with dad. I should have known that time with a parent isn't always guaranteed and that you need to make the most of the time you have with them. That argument did nothing for either of us except piss each other off.

"Thank you Brian, now you worry about resting up and getting home to Emily okay?"

He nodded and went to close his eye "hey no sleeping private, that's an order."

He tried to chuckled but groaned

"Sorry, no laughing too."

"Yeah I figured that."

I chuckled at that.

After we landed we rushed private Sullivan back into surgery where I assisted in what way I could. This was really one of only a handful of times I had been in an actual surgical situation.

Owens was able to stabilize and stich Brian back up and revealed that he would have a long recovery but he would make it back to his family.

I washed up and made my way out of the surgical tent. I needed to find my dad and Rhodey. I knew we would need to get going back to California soon. I walk out and touch my forehead, which I had cleaned up and bandaged before taking Sullivan into surgery.

I hissed in pain, there was a good-sized lump there, and while I didn't feel like I had one I still should have someone check to make sure I didn't have a concussion. As I made my way back outside I noticed Uncle Rhodey standing there waiting not looking pleased.

He waited for me to come to him.

He sighed "Elena-"

"Look I know we were suppose to have found each other as soon as we got back, but Owens allowed me to observe in on Private Sullivan's surgery and I need to know how it turned out. I couldn't just leave." I tried to explain.

"Elena, that's not it. I have to tell you something and I'm not sure how to say it." He said grimly.

"Is it dad? Is he hurt? What tent do they have him in I'm sure they'll let me see him." I asked in a panic just now realizing that Dad wasn't out here waiting for me like he normally would have been.

"Elena your dad isn't on base" Rhodey replied.

I look horrified. "Was he hurt so bad they had to EVAC him somewhere else, another hospital?"

He sighed "I need you to take a breath and just know that I'll be with you through everything. " He tried to reassure me.

"Just spit it out uncle Rhodey I'm a doctor I can take it." I said angrily. I didn't need to b coddled right now I need facts.

"Elena your father is missing. We are assuming that the group who attacked us took him hostage." He said with a strain in his voice as if it pained him to deliver this news to me.

"What?" No part of this was clicking with me. How could my dad be missing he was just a little a head of us that all. There's no way that was enough time for them to grab s without us knowing.

"We didn't find him Elle. But I promise you I'm not going to rest until we bring him home to you. I have the plane ready to take you home to Pepper if you're ready." He said grabbing my hands.

"No" I said pulling away from him.

"It's okay we don't have to leave right now. Take the time you need to process and the –"

"No Uncle Rhodey. I meant No I'm not going home without dad."

"Elena you're a civilian I can't get the clearance to keep you on base. "

"Bullshit, we supply their goddamn weapons and what ever else they need. They are going to allow me on base. " I sad fiercely.

He rubbed the back of his neck, "I can file a motion to have you here as a crisis support but it's going to take time. Go back home to Pepper, get your head checked out and I promise I will have them bring you back to help search for him."

"But-" I tried to argue.

"Please Elena level with me here. We are going to find him and I will allow you to help. But you need to go home first. Who knows maybe you can even invent something in that shop of yours that will help. But you need to go home. If not for your sake, than for Pepper's. She needs to see that you're alright." He pleaded with me.

I went to argue but one look at the deep stated sadness on his face and I felt all the fight leave me.

"Just bring him home." I whispered out as I felt myself collapse into Uncle Rhodey.

Tony POV

Pain, radiating pain is all I felt through out my body. I felt like there was something I need to focus on, a name.

Elena

Elena I needed to find Elena. Was she hurt too? Was she here?

Was I dead? No you're not suppose to feel pain when you're dead right,?

And if I was dead April would be here with me I know it.

Pain again.

I groaned as I open my eyes and pulled out what ever the hell was up my nose.

I sat up to see that I was in cave. Obviously I'm a prisoner somewhere. Hopefully Elena isn't here with me. I wish that I was with her when we were attacked. That way I would know what happened to her. But no you just had to take the Funvee didn't you, asshole.