A/N: I really loved writing this. It's from Pepper's point of view this time. Thanks for all the reviews...enjoy.

She was tired but honestly, the word tired itself did a disservice to how she really felt. She was exhausted and probably dying from boredom. But there's a sense of professionalism that she must keep, that she must maintain in her regal expression as she listened to one of the board of directors mumble on about the accounts of Stark Industries for that month. It wasn't that she hated being CEO, in fact quite the contrary. But there was something about being married to a super hero and being a mother and a wife and a lover all at the same time that really tended to exhaust her.

If there was one thing she did truly hate, it was standing on that step below the pedestal watching him suit up. It was watching him leave, giving him that kiss and that goodbye that hug. It's slipping her hand onto his cheek and holding him in her gaze, capturing his face, his look, those eyes so that she can keep the mental image in her mind forever. She knows she's being foolish that she shouldn't even consider such a thing. But it touches on the edges of her thoughts and as much as she tells herself that he'll come home eventually, she still can't help but worry. It's about wondering whether he's okay or whether he's just taken a blow to the head. It's about worrying whether he'll come home that maybe one day, just one day he'll slip and make a mistake. That maybe he couldn't dodge the gunfire in time or step out of the way of the impending rocket.

She shuddered at the thought and focused more on the board of director currently talking about the next month's predicted profit earnings. She made sure to comment here and there or offer suggestions that were particularly more logical in her view point. She was never aiming to be a CEO in her life. It was always one of those things that is there, that exists but you know you'll never get there not because you don't' want too but because it doesn't interest you. But trust her luck to fall in love with her boss, to fall in love with the only boss that becomes a super hero. The hero that was secretly waiting for his impending death and at the same time, appointed her CEO so she wouldn't worry. So that if his death was to follow through then someone at least worthy in his eyes would be left to keep his company safe.

Sometimes the sentiment in his actions was endearing and sometimes completely impulsive and downright irritated her. But that's why she fell in love with him in the first place. That's what she loves about him. That he's able to maintain that narcissist act in front of the public and everyone else, but not with her or anybody he actually held close to him. There were very few people that he would ever let see that and she respects that.

The board meeting was reaching an end and she was dreadfully thankful because she was getting really tired now. She hated Friday afternoons, they were always the worst for her. But Friday nights were nice, they had their little Friday movie night which normally involved watching the latest Disney movie. She loved that about Tony, that even though he'd rather spend the night loving her in their room, he still makes the time to include family time as well. Sometimes if she wasn't so sure of herself, she thought he was probably the better parent between the two of them. He was always so attentive, so ready to listen or do whatever Jared wanted.

She still remembered the day Jared was born and how she had awoken to see him standing by the window holding the little bundle in his arms. It was so surreal, so strange to see him being so gentle, so loving and so fatherly. She remembered he had his back to her and he kept talking, whispering under his voice as he pointed at several things out the window to the little bundle. It was such a small act on his part, such a small thing that filled her heart with so much love. It wasn't the fact that he was simply being the perfect father for their son but the fact that this was Tony, the same Tony that disregarded children at one stage in his life and never cared much for even having children. She had loved him back then and now she only loved him more. He still had his little perks and did things in particular to irritate her. But his love for her never changed and if so it only grew stronger.

"Pepper?"

She blinked, glancing to Derick the director of accounts of Stark Industries. He was a geeky looking man with glasses and sandy blonde hair. Tony had mentioned to her several thousand times already of how boring listening to that man was. She couldn't agree more.

"I know I'm particularly boring to listen to but could you at least listen for a few minutes, this is really important," Derick said with a hint of amusement in his eyes.

She smiled warmly and nodded. "I'm terribly sorry, Derick. It seems I've caught the 'thank god it's Friday' disease."

The board of directors chuckled as she laughed softly.

"I think everyone has that," Derick replied with a smirk. "I know Tony always has it."

"Nah, Tony is more of the 'thank god I don't have to attend a meeting' disease," she mumbled as she straightened the documents in front of her.

"Oh we know," Derick chuckled.

The meeting was somewhat tiresome in her eyes when it ended minutes ago. She didn't understand why they had to elaborate on the same subject for an entire hour when all they really had to do was say, 'look we're doing it this way because it's better.' Then again that was so much of a Tony thing to think of. She smiled a little to herself as she stepped out of the elevator.

She walked through the familiar hallway, the cream coloured walls easing her stress levels. She glanced to Natalie who sat behind her desk typing away furiously and she gave the woman a smile and a nod.

"Are they still in my office?" she asked blindly, slipping a few documents into the document rack at Natalie's desk.

"They haven't moved since you left for the meeting," Natalie replied with a hint of amusement in her eyes.

"Oh..."

"They're very busy," Natalie said, her lip slightly curled at each side.

She raised a brow, "I really hope Tony hasn't gone and taught Jared how to upgrade my computer again."

"He was tempted," Natalie replied, "But I think Jared was more interested in something else."

"Colouring again?" she asked absently.

"Drawing actually," Natalie responded with a open smile.

"Like father like son," she murmured with a little laugh.

"The same thought crossed my mind," Natalie laughed.

She pushed the door of her office open and paused. They looked almost comical. Father and son were head to head, their eyes staring down at each of their own papers drawing intently. At the angle in which she watched them, it looked as if there was a miniature Tony sitting front of her Tony. They both had their eyes narrowed and their hands almost perfectly replicated in the same angle. She smiled warmly at them, losing herself entirely for a moment as she watched them.

It didn't really matter so much that he was Ironman and she was CEO. It didn't matter because their son didn't think differently of them. They were just Tony and Pepper, just daddy and mummy in his little brown coloured eyes. And that's all that really mattered anyway.

He looked to her, his goatee looking extremely devouring as he raised a brow to her and smirked. Their son hadn't noticed her standing at the door yet and she used the moment to just smile at him. He looked so perfect to her, so much the perfect father in her eyes. There were very few people she knew who would actually sit down and colour or draw miscellaneous things with a child for an hour. Tony was one of those people she never thought would ever do such a thing.

She glimpsed to the paper in front of him and wasn't surprised to see a scribbled drawing of his Ironman suit with several figures and calculations basking the sides. He didn't exactly draw what a normal person would she admitted. But nevertheless, he had sat there and drawn with his son and that was still noteworthy. She glanced to Jared's paper and wasn't startled when she saw a scribbled drawing of a car. It had a few figures and calculations around the side as well and she was sure that was Tony's doing. But watching Jared shift his pencil to the corner of the paper to scribble some sum made her wonder.

She gazed back at him again and rolled her eyes. He smiled warmly and shrugged.

Like father like son, was all she could think.

Trust her to be in a room of child prodigies.