If Logan had a list of beautiful places around the world that she wanted to go to, she could now officially cross Monaco off. Having only arrived a few hours ago, Tony planned on taking Logan out for a romantic dinner since they were both starving. Coming to Monaco was supposed to be for some good publicity since the Stark Expo was kicking off again and Stark Industries had a Formula 1 car in the Grand Prix, but Tony was going to make sure Logan enjoyed the sights had enjoyed herself. He was trying to stay positive about the palladium poisoning, but he couldn't help feeling like he wanted to make sure he could do all he could with her since he didn't know how long he had.

''Is there anywhere in the world where you don't know a good restaurant just down the street?'' Logan asked as she walked out of the bathroom.

Tony let his eyes trace over her for a moment, relishing in the sight of his wife. She was wearing a peach colored cocktail dress that stopped just above her knees. It was perfect for her, but then again, Tony thought she looked perfect in anything she wore, no matter what it was.

''Maybe,'' he shrugged. ''But this place isn't just down the street, it requires Happy to drive.''

''Don't tell me you've planned something over the top,'' she looked at him suspiciously.

''I haven't actually,'' he shook his head, helping her put her coat on. ''It's surprisingly...normal.''

''I find that very hard to believe,''

Tony didn't tell Logan where they were going, instead they sat in the back of the car as they drove down near the water to a quiet restaurant. Considering that the Grand Prix was on the next day, there was barely anyone there and she thought Tony had bought out the entire place just for the two of them, but he denied anything like that. He wanted to take her out to dinner like a normal couple, and the media wasn't as bad here in Monaco just yet, it was the perfect time to do so.

Tony helped Logan out of the car and thanked Happy before walking into the restaurant and being shown to their table. They were seated outside by the water, surrounded by candles that hung above them. There were a few other couples there as well, and Logan had never felt so normal being with Tony out in public.

''What's the occasion?'' she looked over to him suspiciously. ''You're not proposing are you? 'cause I hate to break it to you, I'm already married.''

Tony chuckled. ''No occasion,''

Logan continued looking at him and trying to analyze his expression. He was a good liar, having been in the public eye his whole life, but Logan knew him better than anyone now, and she knew there was something going on.

''Is there something you want to tell me?'' she asked.

Tony wanted to tell her what was going om, he really did. He wanted her to know that he didn't know what he was going to do, that he was scared and he didn't know what he could do to fix it, but he couldn't. The past few months had been crazy what with the Expo starting again, Iron Man duties and issues with the government as well as finding out about the pregnancy, the last thing he wanted to do was add to her worries and scare her as much as he had scared himself.

''Nope,'' he smiled, looking over the menu.

''Tony...'' Logan sighed. ''You can tell me anything, you know that right?''

''I know,'' he nodded. ''Everything's fine, don't worry.''

Even though Tony was convincing, Logan still knew something else was going on. He had been acting strange for the past week and she didn't know what it was. It might have been the pressure from the Expo and Stark Industries, but that's why he appointed Pepper as CEO. It might have been the government, but Tony always assured her he didn't care what the government did since they'd never actually get their hands on the suit. Whatever it was, it worried her.

After their dinner, which was perfect, they headed back to the hotel. They hadn't exactly seen much of the city, but having only arrived hours ago, they were beyond tired. Every time Tony took Logan to a hotel, he would always wake up in the middle of the night to find her sitting out on the balcony in the cool breeze, looking out over the city and up at the stars in the sky.

Tony rolled out of bed and threw on a shirt before walking out onto the cool balcony and wrapping his arms around Logan who was leaning on the railing, looking out at the lights in the city as the moon illuminated the streets. The breeze was just right, and Tony wished that everything else in his life would just stop at that exact moment. No government, no Stark Industries, no Expo and no palladium poisoning. He ran his hands over her stomach and rested them on top of the rounded bump, pressing a kiss to her neck.

''Why do you always do this?'' he asked her quietly.

''It's peaceful,''

''It's not peaceful in there with me?''

Logan chuckled at his pouting.

''I never went anywhere when I was a kid,'' she shrugged. ''I don't want to take it for granted, I like looking at where I am.''

Tony hugged her closer and rested his head on top of her shoulder, closing his eyes in content. He wanted to give Logan everything she ever wanted, she deserved it. She helped him through so much and helped him be the man he was today, someone he was proud of, he wanted to make it all up to her, but the only thing in his way was time and the fact that he didn't know how much of it he had left.

''I'm going to take you everywhere you want to go,'' he told her with a confident voice. ''All over the world. I promise.''

Tony always felt better walking in front of a crowd with Logan's hand in his. It was comforting, and he couldn't quite remember how he had dealt with it all before she came along. He kept one hand around her waist, holding her to his side as they walked around their car and toward the entrance of the hotel, protectively shielding her from the reporters that called out to them. Tony gave them a wave and a smile as he turned to them quickly, but then he was walking back through the door with Logan.

''You didn't really hire her did you?'' Logan looked up to Tony as they walked into the hotel restaurant.

There was a woman waiting for them with dark red hair. Since Pepper was now CEO of the company, Tony needed a new personal assistant and he had chosen the first one he had met with. This woman was definitely the type that Tony would have usually been attracted to and made advances toward if he wasn't married, but he was a changed man. Natasha Romanoff was a fully qualified personal assistant, that was all that needed to matter.

''I had to hire someone,'' Tony shrugged.

''Right,'' Logan nodded her head, rolling her eyes. ''Does Pepper know?''

''Do I know what?'' Pepper's voice came from beside them.

Pepper hadn't been exactly on board with the idea of hiring this woman. There was something about her that didn't sit well with Pepper and although she didn't know what it was, she always went with her instinct.

''Just go with it,'' Tony whispered to Pepper before they walked over to the woman.

''Mr. Stark, Mrs. Stark,'' Natasha smiled at them both. ''How was your flight?''

''Just great,'' Logan chuckled, looking over to Tony who was trying to avoid Natasha's gaze.

Tony Stark always had a way with women, and he couldn't help feeling paranoid that he was looking at Natasha the wrong way, that he was giving her signals. He had never had to worry about it before, but he was married and committed now, he didn't want to seem like he was interested and he didn't want Logan to think their either.

''Yep, uh, it was good,'' Tony nodded. ''So, what's on the docket?''

''Are you kidding?'' Pepper muttered next to him, referring to his choice of assistant. ''You're unbelievable.''

''You have a 9.30 dinner,'' Natasha informed him, showing them to their table.

''Perfect, I'll be there at 11,''

Logan rolled her eyes and waited for Tony to catch up to her as he looked over to a table by the window.

''Is this us?''

''Uh, it can be,'' Natasha nodded.

''Good, make it us,''

''Right away,''

Natasha began talking to one of the staff members as Pepper caught up to Tony, immediately commenting on his choice of personal assistant. Pepper had done her best to come up with a list of perfectly capable assistants with qualifications but instead he had chosen Natasha, the first person he was introduced to.

''You're so predictable,'' Pepper shook her head, reaching for a drink when they got to the bar.

''He is, isn't he?'' Logan walked up behind him, running her hand over his back.

''Why are you ganging up on me? She's a personal assistant, I needed a personal assistant therefore-''

''You're rambling,'' Logan picked up a glass of juice.

''I swear I only hired her because I hate interviewing, not because...you know,''

Logan rolled her eyes at his fumbling with words.

''Tony, it doesn't bother me,'' she told him honestly. ''As long as it's a professional relationship, of course.''

''Totally professional, nothing else, I swear, professional,'' he nodded his head.

They stood there at the bar in peace for a few moments before Tony heard the voice of someone he really didn't want to speak to. This man was to most irritating, annoying person Tony could think of and the fact that he was considered one of the country's leading weapons experts was laughable.

''Anthony,'' his surprised voice came from along the bar.

''Ah, my least favorite person in the world,'' Tony muttered before turning around to meet him. ''Justin Hammer,''

''Tony,'' he smiled as if they were good friends catching up, a blonde woman moving to stand next to him. ''This is Christine Everhart,''

''Right, yeah Christine,'' Tony nodded his head, looking over to Logan awkwardly.

Logan hadn't seen this woman since that night at the Stark Industries benefit a year ago. It was the night that Tony found out about the weapons over in a small village in Afghanistan and Logan had seen him leave with Christine, giving her the wrong impression and causing them to go days without talking. Logan didn't have anything against the woman after all was explained, but she still didn't exactly like her either. She was a reporter, and not one of the good ones.

''She's doing a story on me for Vanity Fair,'' Justin told them all proudly.

It was quite awkward for all of them standing around together. Pepper could sense the tension between them all standing around and she excused herself to go to the bathroom despite Tony's quiet pleas for her to stay and continue a conversation. Tony grabbed Logan's hand and walked off, trying to get away from Justin and Christine, but they both followed behind eagerly.

''If you don't mind, I'd love to get a word from you both together,'' Christine pulled out her recorder, ready for whatever Tony had to say.

Tony was about to dismiss her request before Justin happily intervened and accepted. Justin Hammer was all about reputation, and since he and Tony had a misunderstanding in the senate the other day which resulted in Hammer's intellect being insulted, he was more than willing to clear up the record and talk with Tony. Any press with Tony Stark was good press, and he'd rather be on the good side.

Sitting with Justin Hammer and Christine Everhart was not what Logan or Tony had intended on doing that day, but they went with it as best they could, even offering to meet with Hammer soon to give him a position at the Stark Expo where he could showcase his newest weapons for Hammer Industries.

''Logan, do you mind if I got a word from you? There's a strong women issue for the magazine, my editor would kill me if I didn't get a word from you and Pepper Potts,'' Christine asked politely.

''Uh, sure,'' Logan agreed. ''I just have to go to the bathroom, I'll be right back,''

Tony watched as Logan walked away and he excused himself as well, chasing behind her. Following her into the hall, he grabbed her hand and pulled her back, making sure they were out of Justin and Christine's view.

''Do we really have to go back to that?'' he asked with a sad face as if it pained him to even look in their direction.

Logan laughed. ''Pepper will kill us if we walk out on an interview,''

''Then we just won't tell her,'' he smirked, pressing a quick kiss to her lips.

''Mm, tempting, but I can't,'' she shook her head.

''Well I'm not going back there,'' he shook his head, folding his arms like a child.

''Then don't, but I'm not covering for you when Pepper finds out,''

''Fine then,'' he pouted, standing back against the wall.

Logan chuckled again at his behavior as she walked into the bathroom. He hated interviews with reporters, be he hated them with Justin and Christine even more. Tony didn't want to go back there with them and he wasn't planning on it, in fact he had something else entirely on his mind when he saw the television screening the cars prepping for the Grand Prix. What's the point of having a race car if you can't drive it?