This particular chapter will have multiple parts. This is part one.

- Love-Me-Some-Pie

*Age 13*

Tony looks up from his computer, eyeing Margo, making sure she's doing her homework like she was told to. "Margo, are you doing your homework like I asked you to?" Tony asks.

Margo glances up from the desk across the room (a desk especially for her, Tony added to his office not too long after he adopted Margo). She taps a pencil against the book in front of her, looking thoughtful. "Yes Sir." She replies, still tapping the pencil. "But I'm having a bit of a problem with this Science work."

Tony laughs, Science Margo's best subject. "How about you save that one for last and I'll help you with it?"

"Thank God." Margo mumbles grabbing her math book, math isn't her subject either. "Dad, why did they put letters in math?"

"Just to annoy you." Tony answers, never skipping a beat.

Margo makes a face and puts her math book away, deciding on doing her English work first because English is her subject. "Will you help me with my math too?"

"Sure thing Princess." Tony says, typing something on his computer. Both parties go back to their uninterrupted work. Tony's phone rings and he groans, closing his computer before looking for his phone. "If it's Pepper, I'll kill her; I told her those documents were going to be late." He mumbles, finding his phone. He glances at the screen, restricted caller; he doesn't like the looks of this. "Margo, Princess, go give these to Pepper for me." Tony says, handing his daughter a stack of papers.

"But Dad-"

"No buts now go." Tony ushers her out of the room and stares at his phone, deciding to answer it. "Hello?"

"Tony Stark?" An unfamiliar female voice asks, obviously unsure if she's called the right person.

"Who is this?" Tony cuts right to the chase, he doesn't like restricted numbers calling him.

"Is this Tony Stark?" The woman asks again.

"Yes." Tony hisses out. "Who is this?"

"Kendra...Kendra Taylor."

Tony blinks, Taylor, the last name sounds really familiar. He opens the bottom drawer of his desk, rummaging through some papers before seeing the one he's looking for. "What business do you have with me?" He asks, bringing the paper out of the drawer and placing it on his desk. The red lettering at the top reading: Adoption Approved. He scans the paper quickly, finding what he's looking for.

"I'm...How do I say this?" He can hear the lady muttering something to herself. "I'm Margo's mother."

He stops breathing for a millisecond, this can't be happening. He glances at the adoption paper again and sighs, he doesn't want this to be happening but it's highly possible it is happening. Margo's original last name was Taylor, before she got it legally changed to Stark. He grits his teeth, what does this woman want with his daughter after all these years. "What do you want?"

"I'd like to see my daughter." Is the only answer Tony got.

"Your daughter?" Tony asks, laughing. "You mean my daughter." Tony corrects gritting his teeth again. What could she possibly want after all these years? Tony'll give her money if that'll make her go away, he doesn't want anything messing his relationship with his little girl.

"Mr. Stark, you do understand that she is biologically my daughter? You're just the man who adopted her when I couldn't keep her up anymore. I'd like to see her Mr. Stark; I'd like to talk to her." Kendra says, hoping that Tony will allow her this one little thing.

"Why would I let you-" Margo walks back into his office, clutching a stack of papers. "Margo! Princess! I thought I told you to go see Pepper?" Tony asks Margo, not finishing his earlier sentence.

"You did Dad, but Pepper sent me here with these." Margo explains, sitting the papers on his desk. "Who's on the phone?"

"Someone I'd rather not be talking to." Tony replies, venom in his voice.

"Let me talk to Margo Mr. Stark." Kendra demands on the other end of the phone. "Mr. Stark!"

"Dad, you do realize they can hear you?" Margo asks and laughs, of course he knew they could hear him; the thing was he didn't care. "Right, I'm headed back to Pepper's office." With that Margo exits Tony's office.

Tony lets out a shaky breathe; he doesn't know when he held it. "You, what will it take for you to go away?"

"Talking to my daughter!" The lady says angrily, almost growling at Tony.

"To hell with that!" Tony yells, hoping no one can hear him. "I'll give you money, a car. Name your price lady; it won't make a dent in what I've got. Name the price that will make you go away."

"The price that will make me go away is talking to my daughter Stark."

"And I say that isn't a price Miss Taylor." Tony spits, he doesn't want this lady talking to Margo, what can she possibly have to say to her?

"This isn't over Mr. Stark." Kendra warns hanging up.

"I wouldn't dream of it." Tony mumbles, throwing his phone against his office wall. Something tells him this lady is going to be persistent.