Logan opened her eyes the next morning to the uncomfortable feeling of kicking against her side. She sighed and ran her hand down over her rounded stomach, trying to calm the baby inside.

''I was sleeping, you know,'' she looked down at her bump before realizing the bed was empty. ''Tony?''

The bathroom door was open and there was no noise throughout their room, which made Logan worry considering everything that had happened yesterday. Whoever Ivan Vanko was, it was clear he was wanting something from Tony specifically, and that was always going to put both of them on edge until they knew what it was he wanted.

They had been visited by police and press since everything happened, having to make statements and clear everything up, but that did little to ease their concerns. Ivan had tried to kill Tony, and Tony couldn't let that go, especially since that meant Logan's life was in danger as well. Tony always worried about the fact that he was a target to everyone since enemies all over the world knew his identity and his lifestyle thanks to the media attention he received, but he wasn't worried for himself. He worried for Logan. She was the wife of a man who defended the country and was disliked by many people around the world who had the power to attack him, and he knew that the only way to make him comply with anyone's threats would be through her, and now that she was pregnant, he was even more protective of who threatened his family or posed any kind of risk.

''Tony?''

Logan walked out into the living room area but still saw no sign of Tony. She couldn't help feeling as if something wasn't right. There was no note to say he'd gone anywhere and she didn't remember hearing anything before she woke up. She was about to walk back into the bedroom when she heard someone at the door, turning around quickly to see the door opening up.

''Oh my god,'' she sighed, looking relieved. ''Where were you?''

''I just had to go sort some things out,'' Tony walked over to her, pressing a kiss to her forehead. ''Sorry, I thought you would still be asleep when I got back,''

''I would have been if I wasn't being kicked so hard,'' Logan told him, resting her hand on her stomach.

Tony walked over and put his hand beside hers on her stomach, but there was no kicking.

''Seem pretty calm now,'' he smirked. ''Guess they just missed me,''

''Well in that case you better not leave me,'' she chuckled, wrapping her arms around him and resting her head on his chest.

Tony ran his hands over her back and held her close, her words lingering in his thoughts. The palladium poisoning wasn't easing and he still hadn't found a way to stop it, but he had to find something. Everything she said to him now meant a whole lot more than she even knew. He couldn't leave her or the family they were about to have together, he just couldn't.

''Where did you go?'' she asked as she closed her eyes against his chest.

''Uh, the police put Vanko in prison, they just wanted to talk to me about a few things, it's all cleared up now,'' he told her with a gentle smile.

''You sure?'' she asked, wrapping her arms tighter around him. ''There's no chance of him...getting out again?''

''No chance, don't worry about it,'' he smiled. ''You wanna go for breakfast?''

''Hmm, yeah,'' she pulled away, yawning. ''Or we could just get room service, and then I won't have to get dressed properly or do my hair or...move,''

Tony chuckled as he followed Logan into the bedroom as she laid back down on the bed and got comfortable.

''Room service it is,'' he smiled, throwing himself onto the bed beside her. ''But, psycho guy who tried to kill me on a racetrack aside, did you have a good time here?''

''And apart from you leaving me to go into the race and almost get yourself killed?'' Logan rolled onto her side, leaning up on her elbow. ''I...I liked the sights, I really did,''

Tony laughed and reached his hand up to cup her cheek, pulling her closer to him.

''I'm sorry,'' he kissed her softly. ''I promise we'll go on our own getaway soon, just you and me,''

''You always seem to forget that I still in fact have a job and intend to keep working,''

''But you don't have to work,'' he whined.

''But I like working, I like taking photos, and when we get home I have heaps to submit and I'm pretty sure Drew's had enough action these few days to write a few good stories to go with them,'' she told him. ''I like having something to do,''

''Fine,'' Tony sighed loudly.

''Now, where's my food?''

That afternoon, Tony and Logan walked downstairs to Happy who had their car ready with Pepper, trying to avoid the amount of reporters swarming their walkway. Of course all they wanted to talk about was what happened at the race track and why Vanko had an arc reactor when Tony told the world no one else would have the technology.

The car ride to the runway where their jet waited was long and silent. Pepper was still angry and Tony for leaving the hotel and going to the race track considering they were giving positive interviews and she had specifically told him to keep a low profile on this trip. Logan, however, had managed to forgive him quite easily for that after realizing how close he came to being killed by Vanko. She was used to Tony doing crazy stuff, and she was even more used to him apologizing to her for it, which he had done immensely.

Logan couldn't shake the feeling that something else was going on. Things didn't seem right with Tony and she didn't know what it was exactly that was different. She was the one person Tony knew he could trust and he told her everything, and now Logan had the feeling there was something he wasn't telling her, but she didn't know what it was or why he would hide anything from her.

''You okay?'' Tony asked as Logan stared out the window at the clouds around them.

They were sitting on the couch in the jet, Logan leaning onto him as he wrapped his arm around her. She had been staring at the same thing for a while now, not even blinking. Her mind was all over the place, but all centered around one thing.

''Yeah I'm fine,'' she smiled, reassuring him.

Tony smiled in return before she looked away, but he didn't believe her. He knew her too well to know when she was okay and when she wasn't, and he also knew how quiet she became when something was on her mind. After everything that had happened, he didn't blame her for being a little shaken up, Vanko had tried to kill him and attacked him in front of everyone and then she woke up without him, he understood she was worried.

''I feel like you're not telling me something,'' she told him quietly as she looked down at her hands. ''Something important,''

Everything else became silent to Tony's ears as soon as she spoke. He felt physically sick knowing that she could tell he was hiding something, and he wanted nothing more than to explain to her everything that was going on, but he couldn't. Tony couldn't bare telling her that he didn't know if he was going to be okay, that he didn't know how to fix what was slowly killing him. It would worry her too much and he didn't want to bring that on her. He wanted to fix this so she'd never have to worry, and that meant keeping it from her as long as possible.

''Okay,'' he nodded, turning to her. ''I just didn't want you to freak out,''

Logan took a deep breath. ''Just...whatever it is, just tell me,''

Tony looked at her for a moment before he turned his gaze to the window as he spoke.

''This morning, I didn't go a speak to the police exactly. I went and seen Vanko in prison,''

Logan's eyes widened as he told her. It wasn't a big deal to him, but he knew Logan would worry over it and be angry at him for going behind her back and doing it, but compared to what he was really hiding from her, it was nothing.

''Tony,'' she sighed, shaking her head. ''What were you trying to do? That guy tried to kill you, and then you go and visit him? What, did you drop off a thank you card because he didn't actually do it?''

''I know it seems like a stupid thing to do-''

''No, it doesn't seem like it, it was,'' she interrupted.

''He was talking about my dad Logan, I had to see what he knew,'' Tony explained. ''He knew something, he was talking about my family, I needed to know what,''

Logan was quiet for a moment, knowing she was being too harsh, but all the while being unable to mask her worry.

''Well what did he know?''

''Nothing,'' Tony shook his head. ''It was all for attention, he knew I'd want to know. I guess he just liked the fact that he could bait me so easily,''

''He's crazy, that's usually how they work,'' she nodded. ''Why did you just tell me? I would've understood if you explained,''

''I didn't want you to worry, I'm always doing stupid things that make you worry,'' he shook his head. ''I didn't want to do that to you,''

''I'm allowed to worry about you, I'm supposed to. Remember how you married me and everything? That sort of entitled me to worry about you more than I should,'' she joked, grabbing his hand. ''I just don't like it when you hide things from me, it makes me worry even more,''

''I'm just sick of always making you feel like that,'' he began. ''Every since you met me, all I've done is make you worry about me and I see what it does to you. Every night, no matter how late, I know you're awake waiting for me to come home and afraid I'm not, I know you are, and I know you worry that something's going to happen and we're going to have to go through all of that stuff again like with Obadiah,'' Logan flinched at his name. ''I just don't want you to have to feel like that,''

Logan put her arms around his shoulders, pulling him closer to her as she pressed a kiss to his lips. Tony's hands instantly rested on her stomach as he reached out to her too. Although he was talking about Vanko to her, he meant what he was saying about everything that was going on, and he just wished he could tell her.

''Tony, you could tell me everything or nothing, and I would still worry about you,'' she sighed. ''You're Iron Man, and I'm your wife, of course I'm going to worry, but I'm not a weak person. I can handle whatever you tell me, no matter how bad it is, because we get through things together. I get why you went and seen Vanko and why you didn't tell me, but from now on, know that I can handle it,''

Tony smiled and kissed her again.

''You're the best wife ever,'' he hugged her to him, pulling her onto his lap. ''Let me take you away,''

Logan laughed. ''No,''

''Please,'' he kissed her again. ''Home is boring, away is better, I don't want to go home,''

''I have to work, and you have an Expo to work on,'' she told him with a chuckle. ''We can't go away,''

''We can go away forever. No more work, no more Expo, nothing, we'll leave it all behind,'' he told her enticingly. ''We'll live wherever, go anywhere we want,''

''Uh huh, and do you also forget we're having a baby?'' she reminded him. ''We can't go off like vagabonds,''

''That's why I want to go,'' he whined. ''I don't want our baby's first view on the world to be in a sky high building with reporters and media all around us, which they will be by the way. I don't want them to have the childhood I did,''

Logan looked at him admiringly, smiling at how protective and loving he was of their child already. He was going to be a wonderful father despite his own personal fears, she knew it.

''We'll go somewhere soon, I promise,'' she kissed him. ''But right now, we have to be grown ups,''

''Ugh,'' Tony whined. ''I hate being a grown up,''