This is dedicated to queenith2 who gave me this idea. It's gonna be at least 3, maybe 5 chapters. Long enough for ya?

Billionaires and Dolls, part 1

"You have a meeting in the morning with the Shi'iar Inc. people. When you get home, I want you to go directly to bed. That means no tinkering around in your lab or the garage or anything else. Tony!"

"Yes, Pep?" he was absently playing with a strand of her flaming orange hair. She moved her head and frowned at him.

"Are you even listening to me?"

"Why wouldn't I be listening?"

"Because you're you."

"And who am I?" he asked with a sly grin.

She sighed deeply.

"I am not playing this game with you now."

He smiled at her, for real, and she couldn't help but think he should smile like that more.

"Humor me."

She crossed her arms.

"No."

He pouted.

"Aw come on."

"No."

He rolled his chocolate brown eyes. She was getting stubborn again. Really, Pepper Potts was the most stubborn, determined, intelligent, beautiful, sweetest, caring woman he'd ever met.

"Happy," he called to his driver," will you humor me?"

Happy glanced at him through the rearview mirror.

"By telling you who you are, sir?"
"Exactly."
"You are Anthony Edward Stark, owner and CEO of Stark Industries, Man of the Year, world renowned genius and international playboy, a –"

"I think we all know who he is now, Happy. Thank you."

"Of course, Miss Potts," he returned his eyes to the evening streets and pretended that he didn't hear the two conversing in the back of the limo, like a good driver. Honestly, sometimes he wondered why they didn't just marry each other and be done with it.

"Tony, will you please, please just be there tomorrow? Sober."

"Don't stress so much, Pep. I'll be there," he held her hand in his and looked her in the eye. "I promise."

She met his gaze a moment before removing her hand and dropping her gaze back to her Blackberry.

"Good."

She continued to click away on her little hand held as if the world's rotation depended on it. Someone should tell her it didn't. Only Stark Industries did.

Once the limo pulled into the driveway of an ultramodern home on beachfront property, all three occupants noticed the old pick-up truck parked in the drive. Pepper glanced at Tony.

"Who is that?" Pepper questioned him.

He answered her with a grunted 'I don't know'.

"How did they even get through the gate?"

"Must be someone who knows the code," he moved to open the door, but Pepper snatched his hand away.

"What do you think you're doing?"

"I thought I was getting out so Happy could take you home."

"You can't get out! There are trespassers out there, Tony."

"You're overreacting, Pep."

"I am not. Happy, go check it out."

"Stay where you are," Tony ordered him before he could move and turned to Pepper. "I'm touched that you care so much about my welfare over Happy's, but you're being ridiculous," she opened her mouth to object, but he put a finger over her mouth.

"Whoever's here is here because they have the code to get in. If they have the code, it's because it was given to them because my security system is completely hacker safe. However, since you are so concerned that when Happy takes you home and leaves me here that I'm going to get raped, I will indulge you and let him come with me to see who is here. Are you coming or would you prefer to sit?"

He caressed her mouth before moving his hand to her cheek and then dropping it.

"I'm coming with you."

"All right then," he clapped his hands together once. "Let's go."

Tony hopped out of the limo before either of them and offered his hand to Pepper with a charming grin. She accepted his help, but when she tried to get her hand back, Tony refused to let go. Before she could protest, Tony was tugging her towards the door, forcing her to follow in her three inch heels. Happy was hurrying behind them.

"Tony, slow down."

He ignored her though. If anything he went faster and only broke pace when he stopped to open the door. When they stepped through the threshold, the lights automatically came on. Tony continued to stride through his home with Pepper in tow, headed directly to the kitchen.

"Good evening, Tony, Miss Potts."

"'Sup, Jarvis."

"You have two guests, sir. It is – "

"Ah. Don't tell me. I want to see for myself if I'm right."

"What if you're wrong, Tony? They could be dangerous criminals and you just want to walk in there when they could be waiting to kill us."

"As cute as you are when you get all worked up, it'd be great if you just chill. 'Kay?"

When they rounded the corner, Tony's grin got broader, and Pepper was even more concerned. Seated at the island bar was a stocky, fierce looking man with a beer in hand.

"Old Man!" Tony exclaimed throwing his arms wide and approaching him.

"You hug me, I gut you," the feral man stated matter-of-factly as he glanced at them and took another swig from his, or Tony's, beer.

"You don't mean that," and so saying he stepped forward and decided in a split second to just give him the hood hug, where one grabs the other's arm and pats the hugged on the back.

"Tony," Pepper's voice called timidly from her place near the hall.

"Pep, come here. It's cool. This is Logan, an old friend of the family. Ancient, really," he took a moment to look him over. "You look the same as when I was a kid. If I could just figure out how you do it, I could make another fortune off of you."

Logan shrugged.

"Can't market good genes."

"True, true. So," he sat down on the stool next to Logan," what's up?"

Logan reached up and scratched the back of his neck.

"I need a…favor."

"Hey, anything."

As the words left his mouth, he heard Pepper gasp behind him. He turned and saw a little girl with curly auburn hair walk into his kitchen like she owned it.

"You ain't gone yet?" she addressed Logan as she leaned against the wall, arms folded and eyes glaring.

"Apparently not," he matched her stare.

Tony looked at the girl, at Logan, then back to the girl.

"What's the deal with the kid?" he asked but was pretty sure he already knew.

"That's my daughter, Anna Marie. I need you to watch for a few days while I handle some things."

The girl scoffed and rolled her eyes.

"I don't need a keeper. There ain't no reason why I can't go with you."(1)

"You have a daughter," Tony was bewildered by the fact that a woman would voluntarily procreate with the hairy, bad tempered Canadian. Maybe she was drunk.

"We had this conversation already. You're stayin' with Tony 'til I get back and that's final."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. She's gonna do what with who now?"

Logan raised a brow.

"I do believe you said 'anything'," he reminded him.

Tony just stared at him, mouth gaping as his mind scrambled for something to say, anything that would get him out of this. Then out of nowhere, Pepper laughed. All eyes turned toward her. Tony looked at her in panic, Logan looked at her warily, and Anna glanced at her from the corner of her eye, fearing she was crazy. At some point, she'd scooted inside the kitchen and was leaning against the counter near the fridge.

"I'm sorry, but you want to leave your child with Tony? Do you really think that's wise?"

"Hey! You say that like you don't think I can't do it."

"I didn't say that," her tone placating.

"But you implied it. Pep, I am hurt that you have so little faith in me. Obviously, you have forgotten just who I am. Happy," he called to his driver who was standing in the hall," would you be so kind as to remind Miss Potts just who she's dealing with, again?" he gave her a pointed look, to which she rolled her eyes.

"Short list or long, sir?" Happy asked with a straight face.

"Surprise us."

"You are Anthony Edward Stark, owner and CEO of Stark Industries, Man of the Year, world renowned genius and –"

"Babysitter," Logan cut him off.

"Hold on a minute. Just because I'd be awesome at babysitting your kid, doesn't mean I-"

"Would you people quit talkin' 'bout me like I'm not even here?" Anna snapped. "Don't I get a say in any of this."

"You're eight. No, you don't get a say," Logan informed her dryly.

She pouted and plopped on the floor, drawing her knees up and wrapped her arms around her legs.

"You're mean."

Logan sighed and dragged a hand down his face.

"Anna, we've talked about this, and I don't want to hear anymore about it, you hear me?"

She glared at him.

"Yes, sir," she replied curtly and broke eye contact to stare at the ceiling.

"I'll do it," Tony heard someone say.

"What?" Pepper questioned. Even Logan was looking at him in surprise that he'd agreed so easily.

"Oh. That was me."

Tony had watched all this, thinking it over in his head. In a sense, he'd never babysat before but he was a genius and it couldn't possibly be that hard, right? Plus, he kind of felt for the kid.

"I said I'll do it. I'll watch her. I mean, what does she need? Food, entertainment, and kidnap prevention, right? I can handle that."

"You can handle keeping track of an eight year old girl while running a company when half the time, you act like you have the mental capacity of an adolescent boy?" Pepper turned to Logan, incredulous. "Really, Mr. Logan, are you sure?"

"It's just Logan. And yeah, Legs, I'm sure. Not really anywhere else I can take her."

Pepper straightened her back, put one hand on her hip, and raised a brow.

"Excuse me, 'Legs'?"

Tony chuckled.

"Yeah. Legs," Logan responded, looking pointedly at the aforementioned. His gaze slid to her face, and a wolfish grin spread across her face. "You got a nice pair."

Pepper narrowed her eyes even as she blushed.

"Whoa there, Old Man," Tony put a hand on Logan's shoulder. "Ease up on poor Pepper. She gets harassed enough as is."

"By you, I bet," Logan stood up from the stool. "So it's settled then. I won't be gone for more than five days, a week at the most."

"Uh, a week…yeah, fine, take your time. Where'd you say you were going?"

"Canada."

"Right, right."

"Don't give her a lot of sugar, and her bedtime's at nine," he looked at Anna. "Come here."

She didn't move.

"I don't want you to go," her voice hicced at the end.

Logan crouched down in front of her.

"Look at me. Anna."

She lifted her head, meeting him with a tear filled gaze.

"Darlin', don't do that," his gruff voice made it sound harsh. "You know I hate that," he reached a hand to wipe away a tear that spilled over.

"Don't go."

"I have to. I promise I'll be back. You believe me?" he held his hand on top of her head.

"Cross your heart and hope to die?" Logan mentally winced at that. That whole dying thing was kinda what he was trying to avoid. But he complied anyway.

"Cross my heart," he made the motion," and hope to die."

She considered him a moment before she practically strangled him with a hug. He returned it, but gentler.

"You don't come back, I'm not gonna forgive you," she broke off and looked him dead in the eye.

"Yeah, I kinda figured," he stood and picked her up, carrying her to the door. Tony and Pepper hesitated a moment before they both followed them to the door, Happy not far behind.

The father and daughter were in the living room, and he was once again kneeling in front of her.

"Now, you be good for Tony. Don't give him any trouble."

"Okay."

"Come here," he hugged her one last time and kissed her on the cheek. He pulled back and saw her pout. "Don't I get a kiss?" she gave him a quick peck before she backed out of his embrace.

"Would you just go before I started cryin' or somethin'?" she sniffled at the end. "The sooner you go the sooner you get back."

He stood up with a sigh and addressed Tony.

"Anything happens to my girl, I don't care how long I've known your family, I will castrate you."

Tony audibly gulped.

"No worries. Everything will be fine," Logan grunted and bent down to kiss Anna's forehead before going to his truck. He opened the door and climbed in.

"See you in a week," Tony called to him.

Logan waved before he shut the door, the engine roared to life, and he drove away. They were silent as they watched his taillights disappear out the gate that surrounded the property and a while after that. Pepper was the first to snap out of it.

"Good night, Anna, Tony," she walked out the door.

"G'night," Tony muttered distractedly. Then his brain registered what she'd said. "Whoa! Wait, wait, wait. Pepper, you just can't leave."

"It's late. It's been a long day and I need my rest. You should get some sleep too," Happy opened the door of the limo for her. "Thank you," he touched the brim of his hat.

"But, Pepper, the kid. She –"

"Is your responsibility. Really, Tony, I'm impressed that you would be so selfless and culpable. Good luck," and so saying she slammed the door and Happy drove her away.

"Whatever," he turned around and his heart almost stopped at what he saw. Or rather, didn't see. Anna was gone.

A/N: xXWingedWereFoxXx: In reference to your review, you're some kind of idea wizard. All of those ideas will be used. Thank you.

Anyone notice I say 'and so saying, he…' a lot? Oh, you haven't? Well, never mind then. Please ignore this and my uncreative grammatical skills.

What? Everybody knows Logan is a teddy bear. Granted, an overprotective teddy bear with six, foot long claws and a bad temper, but still.

I suppose this is kinda crossover 'cuz neither Iron Man or Deadpool appear on X Men Evolution. Gambit barely appeared on X Men Evo. But who reads crossovers? I had actually intended for this to be the first one I posted, but then I couldn't think of anywhere to take it after I started. The beginning was going to be completely different than what it is now.

I'm not sure if I channeled Tony very well. I've never read any of the comics, just saw the first movie, read a handful of fics, and I don't know how he would react with a kid. Stark Industries, that's the name of his company right? This is before Iron Man, before Afghanistan.

OMG a triple negative

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