The next morning, at around twelve, breakfast gets sent to the girls' room. They are notified of departure after two hours, and were delivered their personal belongings that were taken back at the Mandarin's, per Tony's request.

Brie was also informed that her suit had already been put in the plane.

Tony really does think of everything.

The previous night, before sleeping, Tony had called up Snow and informed her that he was well and fine and would be heading back in a few days. She is pleased to hear this, and, because he asked, she fills him in on what she and Loki had been doing while he was away, which wasn't much.

At one-forty-five, Tony is out their door, knocking. Brie opens up, fully dressed in one of the outfits he'd sent over, which were, of course, bought from the most expensive of shops around.

She'd picked the casual, white button up, and undid the first two buttons, along with a pair of black slacks and shoes.

There were different, better outfits he was sure, but he figured it wouldn't catch her eye. She worked better in the comfy, flexible stuff, and he far from found that undermining.

"Morning," he smiles admirably. She grins, foolishly happy to see him.
"Morning."

Trice walks over to them somewhat awkwardly. Tony smiles at her in greet, and she smiles back.

"We ready to go?" he then asks. The sisters share a glance as if for conformation, then turn to Tony once more.
"Yeah," Brie tells.

As they stroll down the hall, Tony turns to Brie walking beside him. "So, with a deadly weapon running through your system, how are you feeling?" he cocks an eyebrow.

The question catches her off guard, but she catches the concern hidden behind humor in his eyes, and her heart clenches in the slightest of her own fear.

"Fine, I guess," she replies. Trice withers in guilt from beside her sibling. Tony notes Brie's tone.
"This mean you plan on keeping it?" he asks warily. She eyes him doubtfully.
"Do I have a choice?"

At that, Tony turns to Trice. She notes his attention as she herself thought hastily. Slowly, Trice nods. Brie notes Tony's gaze, and turns to her sibling as well.

"It can be reverse-engineered. I can do it, but I'll need a lot of equipment and material," she explains as they descend the elevator.

Brie washes a hesitant hand through her almost always loose, straight, hair locks. Tony nudges her shoulder softly. "Hey," he calls. She turns her gaze to his. "Say the word, and we'll get it done," he tells firmly.

Brie processes his words. She eyes him gratefully. "Yeah, absolutely," Trice smiles from beside her. Brie smiles at them both.
"Awe! You guuuys! Stop iiit," she feigns shyness. They chuckle.

The three are then guided to the plane. A few more jokes fly about. When down and inside, the Smiths sit opposite Tony, quite comfortable with their luxuries ride.

Trice jumps at the chance to ask. "Okay, I've gotta know! How in the world did you two end up teaming up?! I mean, I know Brie's been obsessed with you lately," she starts. Tony's and Brie's eyes widen, his in amusement and slight shock, and hers in utter bewilderment. Brie hurriedly interrupts her sibling.
"I'm not obsessed!" she insists. Tony grins at her as she grows red with embarrassment.
"Really? You know everything about him! Your suit is based on his! And you think all his projects are great!" Trice states.
"Okay! First of all, I know everything about a lot of people! My suit isn't entirely based on his! And his projects are plausible!" she defends.
"I don't blame you for being attracted to me, Brie. It's totally understandable," he smirks. She turns to him in disbelief, then glares irritably.
"Wow! Tony. I think your head just expanded a few diameters," she notes in sarcasm. He grins.
"So how did you two meet?" Trice repeats.
"Well, let's see, I believe it started when your lovely sister decided to break into my house, hack into my AI, kick my ass, and rob me!" he smiles.
"Well, everybody's just throwing around accusations today, aren't we?" she states coyly as Trice processes his words and turns to her sister in shock. "Are you forgetting the part where I saved your drowning ass?!"
"I was just getting to that," he assures in amusement.
"You were drowning?!" Trice asks in shock.
"Tell her why, Tony," Brie insists mischievously. Tony rolls his eyes.
"I may or may not have threatened a terrorist," he admits.
"Mhmm," she cocks an eyebrow. He smirks. "Jarvis told me they blew up his house. I saved him and took him to the barn," Brie tells.
"Ben's barn?" Trice asks.
"Yeah."
"By the way, you two need to call Peter, tell him you guys are okay. He was worried sick," Tony says seriously. They listen intently. Brie then smiles.
"Looks like you two did some bonding," she says. Tony smiles as well.
"Yeah. After you locked me up and went on a suicide mission!" he exclaims quite angrily.
"Your suit wasn't working! If you'd have come, you'd have been dead!" she defends seriously. He opens his mouth to protest, then shuts it in sour acknowledgment.
"Ah, still! You shouldn't have gone alone," he insists.
"You know I had to," she tells.

They grow into awkward silence, and Trice feels guilty once more. She then clears her throat.

"So, how did you find us?" she asks Tony. He turns to her, absorbs the questions and sighs from tension as Brie inhales as well.
"I already knew where she was going…At first I…wasn't sure what I'd do…The suit still wasn't ready…Then, Peter told me something that…sorta pushed me forward," he notes seriously. Brie turns at his tone curiously. "He told me that…you didn't believe in the suit…

you believed in…me,"

he smiles slightly. Brie's heart starts to race in both nervousness

and something else.

She scratches her head, breaking eye contact and attempting to hide the blushing. "Hope that didn't feed into your ego, Tony," she says. He chuckles lightly as Trice smiles.
"Just a little," he retorts. She cocks an eyebrow. "Anyways, I built a bunch of mini-guns, broke into the place…I, also, may have gotten myself temporarily held hostage," he says.
"What?!" Brie exclaims.
"But, the suit was ready! It came, and I saved both of you!" Tony insists. Brie exhales tiredly.
"Yeah, then you drugged me," she turns to her sister, shocking her with the sudden accusation. "And you left me," she turns to Tony.
"You left me first!"
"Well, that sounds…romantic," Trice smiles in sarcasm.
"It was, actually," Tony smirks, eyeing Brie in hint. She glares playfully at him.

The rest of the plane-ride goes by smoothly. They have dinner, swap stories, and manage to get really comfortable around one another.

Trice came around the idea that Tony wasn't as bad as she'd thought he'd be, and was looking forward to the idea of him and her sister getting together.

When they finally landed, they separate paths, quite reluctantly at that. But they would meet soon the day after to extract the Extremis out of Brie.

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The next day, after checking up on Happy and telling him everything, Tony readies to meet the girls at the company.

He shows Trice the lab she'd be working in, told her to ask for whatever she needed. Trice assured that she'd be ready within two hours or so, so Tony takes Brie, who looked awfully pale, out for some air.

The balcony was spacious, and empty, shaded by a roof, and looking out into the city. The air was cool and breezy.

About to ask if she was okay, she beats him to a question. "So, are you heading back to New York?" she asks curiously, evidently reluctant. It takes him a moment to acknowledge the question.
"Uh, yeah…" he said gloomily, as if suddenly realizing that would mean leaving her. She nods carefully.

It was as if they were incapable of fully absorbing that very true fact.

He rests his arms on the metallic rail as she leans on it with one elbow, turned to him.

"You know, I have to," he sighs. She eyes him painfully. "Snow…and Loki," he says absently. Brie furrows her eyebrows at the last name.
"Loki?" she asks in confusion. Tony turns to her, just then realizing she didn't know.

Damn…

"Oh, uh, yeah," he winces. She widens her eyes.
"Loki. As in Thor's brother…as in the guy that tried to take over the planet!" she starts to shout. He moves hastily, placing his hands on her shoulders.
"Okay! I know…Look…I normally don't slip, when it comes to stuff this important, well, actually, I do. Look, the point is, it came out, cause…I feel like I can…trust…you," he says heavily. She listens intently, heart starting to race, and a smile crawling up her face. "So, can I trust you to keep this quiet, while I explain it to you over coffee?" he asks slyly.
"…Milkshake. Chocolate," she bargains. He smiles.
"Done."

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"Okay, so…Before we start, there's someone you should know, that you shouldn't know about," Tony starts in amusement as the waiter in the company's cafeteria serves them their drinks. Brie cocks a fairly curious eyebrow.

Tony tells her about Fury, and S.H.I.E.L.D, and the fact that he knew about her, and was the one to get Tony to look her up.

He then explained briefly what the tesseract was, where it came from, and how Loki used it to first come to earth, then stole it.

That was when the Avengers were tasked with finding him, excluding Snow. He said that Fury only brought her in when Loki was apprehended.

He said that they weren't informed of Snow before, or her abilities. He listed her abilities, and stated that she claimed Loki had been brainwashed.

When Loki escaped, she helped stop him, and proved to be the most powerful of them all, and much calmer as well.

He also stated that he personally thought the two had a forbidden love thing going on, which Brie completely agreed with.

After the war had ended, Thor had taken Loki back to Asgard, and a while later he came back, asking Snow for help, cause the council had decided to execute Loki.

"So, she went to Asgard, and somehow convinced a council of gods that their fellow god was brainwashed?!" she asks in utter bewilderment.
"Okay, technically, they're not actual gods. I mean, they eat, they sleep, they make ridiculous mistakes…and they have a tendency to brood," Tony states off the top of living with Loki. "But, no. Odin told her it wouldn't be enough, so she switched it up, and suggested banishment. She made it look like a crueler punishment, when, really, he's sitting in the tallest tower in New York, eating pancakes for breakfast, and making out with Snow," Tony smirks.
"W-why again is he living with you?"
"Well, cause Nick didn't think keeping the God of Mischief in a small town, living in a mini-apartment, amongst a lot of people, was a bright idea," he explains. "So I told them he'd move in with me, and that both I and Snow would be keeping an eye on him."
"Why would you do that?!"

"…Because…

I saw it…

the fear Snow said he felt…I don't know, I just…thought it was right." Brie eyes him curiously.

There was something about how considerate he was, how his heart was seemingly always up his sleeve that was…heart-warming.

"Besides, I'm trying to get the whole team to move in. One down, five to go," he smiles dismissively. Brie processes, then nods in understanding.
"…What about Snow's real estate company?"
"She works from home. Occasionally flies back." Brie nods once more.

She then smiles. "So, what's it like, living with God of Mischief?" Tony grins.
"Well, the dude's as quiet and cranky as a cat, but, putting aside his irritating sense of sarcasm, he's not so bad. More sense-full than his brother that's for sure."

"Mister Stark," a voice calls. They turn to see one of the staff members. "We're ready."

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