*Age 15*
Tony gasps, attempting to catch his breathe. "JARVIS...call Margo." He struggles out, stepping away from attackers in front of him. "Pick up." He silently prays. "C'mon Princess, pick up."
Margo types away at her computer, she has to get this paper done for her English class or she won't pass finals next week.
"I am Iron Man!" Margo's phone blares out and she jumps slightly, glancing at the device. A picture of Tony's face covers the screen and she rolls her eyes, leave it to her dad to call at the worst times.
"Hi Daddy." Margo answers, phone on speaker. "What's up?
Tony pants, trying to catch his breathe again. He needs to make sure she's safe. "Are you at home?"
The odd tone of Tony's voice catches Margo off guard. "No." Margo glances around slightly. "I'm in the park at one of the picnic tables...why?" She takes the phone off speaker and holds the device up to her ear.
"Get home!" Tony grinds out, shoving away another alien attacker, shooting at it. "Get home Princess." There's a silent beg in Tony's voice.
Margo taps her foot. "You're in the suit." It isn't a question; she knows by now what he sounds like in that blasted suit.
Tony tries to catch his breathe again; it seems to be becoming harder for him each time he tries. "Yes, I'm in the suit. Can you get home now?"
Margo nods, even though Tony can't see her, packing her computer away in her bag. "Dad?"
It takes a few moments for Tony to answer; he's fighting off more freaking aliens. "What Princess?"
"Be careful." She whispers, heading toward Stark Tower, the only place she can really call home.
"I always am." Margo can hear the smirk in his voice, that signature Stark smirk.
"I'm serious Dad." Margo says, worry lacing her voice.
Tony shakes his head, shooting at more aliens. Tony wants to say he promises he'll be fine, but he can't do that, he can't make that cruel a promise. "I know Princess." The call starts turning into static. "I love you."
Margo bites on her lips, it's never good when he calls her to say 'I love you', especially when he's in that suit. If he's in the suit and he calls to tell her that, that means he's afraid he won't make it back this time. If he's afraid he won't make it back, that means it's a seriously bad attack on the city. "I..." Margo doesn't want to say it back, the moment she says it is the moment it looks like she's lost faith in her dad (which she hasn't). She bites her lips again, toying with the edge of her bag. "I love you too Dad. Give 'em what for."
Margo can hear the smirk on Tony's face. "I always do." He's suddenly got his usual cocky tone back and Margo knows he'll be fine; he's Tony Stark, it'll take more than hell and high water to kill that man.
Margo glances up from her book, her phone giving off a shrill ring. She picks the small black square up, watching Steve's picture flash across the screen. "Uncle Steve?" She questions, he never calls ANYONE he doesn't know how to use his phone very well.
"Margo, thank goodness you're safe." Steve says, obviously worried the young Stark wasn't safe.
"Yeah, I'm perfectly fine Uncle Steve. Are you okay?" Margo asks. Margo doesn't need Steve to say a word; she just knows that he's trying to avoid something, like there is some kind of bad news. "Is there bad news? Oh God, is someone hurt?" There's an unsettling silence on the other end of the phone and then Margo knows exactly what's wrong. "He's hurt, isn't he? Where are you?"
Steve sighs; relieved he didn't have to actually say it out loud, not wanting to give Margo such God awful news. "In the park, the one just down the road from Stark Tower."
Margo blinks; she'd been there no more than an hour ago. "I'll be there as soon as I can be." She rushes out of tower, running toward the park, dodging people on the street just so she can get to him in time. She's sprinting now, feet carrying her as quickly as humanly possible, she needs to see him. She notices familiar red and gold in the grass and rushes toward her father. "Daddy." She mumbles, dropping down next to the man. "How bad is it?"
Steve shrugs, removing his cowl from his head, placing his shield on the ground. "I don't know. I wasn't here to see what happened. Hawkeye informed me that Iron Man followed a bunch of aliens into he park."
Margo almost wants to laugh at Steve for calling her dad 'Iron Man'; he's still in solider mode. Margo presses a hidden button on the back on Iron Man's helmet (very few people know about said button), removing the face plate. "Dad." She says, shaking him lightly, very very lightly. "C'mon Daddy." She tries to remove other parts of the suit but fails at it. "Daddy." She whisper, fingers brushing Tony's sweat matted hair off his forehead.
A suddenly intake of breathe causes Steve to grab his shield and Margo to jump slightly. Tony's eyes widen and he sits up, coughing loudly. "Good God what happened?" He mutters, rubbing the dirt off his face and glancing at Steve (shield help up ready to attack). "Calm down Spangles, what's got your spandex in a knot?"
Margo laughs covering her mouth; he's going to be perfectly fine.
Steve gives Tony a disapproving look. "He's going to be fine." The super solider mumbles, picking up his shield properly and heading out of the park.
Margo punches Tony's armor, wincing when a throbbing pain incases two of her fingers. "You had me worried."
Tony rolls his eyes at his daughter, inspecting her fingers to make sure they aren't broken. "How many times do I have to tell you not to punch my armor, you always get hurt when you punch my armor." Tony drops her fingers, shaking his head. "They'll be bruised for a few days, but other than that, you'll be fine."
"What about you?" Margo asks, narrowing her eyes at Daddy dearest. "Are you okay?" She knows he'll lie to her even if he isn't.
"I'm fine, just a couple of bruised ribs." Tony answers, attempting to stand up. He winces in pain, dropping back down to the ground, groaning in pain. "Nope, I lie, definitely more than a few bruised ribs."
Margo smiles happily, sure he's not completely okay, but he is okay, and that's all she can ask for.