A/N: I know... I'm a tad late in updating this again. I do apologize. But the super long Easter weekend is coming up and I've taken today off from work. I'm getting my wisdom teeth removed and I'm quite nervous. But nonetheless here is the long awaited update. It's short as always and probably not as well written as I would like it to be. But its the best I can do for now. I'll have tons of time over the super long weekend to write the next chapter so I'll make chapter 29 longer than normal too :). Also, any requests are welcomed.

It was mid-afternoon as she followed Happy through the many hallways, lifts and stairs of the Stark Industries office building. It was a day like every other.

She waddled a few times, slowed and paused as her eyes grazed over the steps in front of her. He offered his hand a few times and she gladly welcomed all the help she could get especially with the rather swollen stomach ahead of her.

She wondered as they hurried their way to the car what Tony was probably up to at this particular moment. She knew Jared was home from school today and she hoped they hadn't gone up to mischief again. She was feeling particularly tired today given that she had just reached her sixth months in pregnancy.

Her legs were beyond sore from walking and her feet were about to fall out of their sockets. But the instant she leaned back against the chilly leather seats of the car she sighed and relaxed for the casual car ride home.

"You know these are one of those days where I feel like the dead, Happy," she said softly as if to dispel the car of its mortal silence.

Happy glanced briefly at her through the rear view mirror and smiled. "I can imagine you are Pepper."

"Sometimes I just wish Tony could take a turn and bear this stomach for the day."

"I'm sure if there was a way Tony would have figured it out by now."

She rolled her eyes and muttered, "Yeah I suppose so. But right now he's probably too busy teaching Jared the fundamentals of aeronautical science."

"Oh…Is that why they had their faces plastered to the window when we landed the other night?"

She nodded and sighed. "That's all Jared talks about now. It's either plane this or air craft that or, mummy did you know why a plane can fly?"

Happy chuckled.

"Sometimes I think he grows up to quickly for his age."

"Well, he is Tony's son…" Happy noted.

She smiled and added, "And despite the horror that Jared and Tony are probably getting up too right now, I wouldn't have it any other way."

Happy laughed and added, "I'm sure Jarvis would agree with you."

"Well thankfully Jarvis is on my side most of the time."

"Jarvis was built on logic and reason and you're normally the more logical one when Tony is involved."

"I'll agree with you there," she smiled.

They arrived at the mansion minutes later and she gazed her eyes over the windowed home and sighed. There was nothing better than coming home after a long day at work.

"I'll get that," Happy mumbled hurriedly as he stepped from his door and rushed around the car.

She smiled, watching as he quickly rushed to open the car door for her.

"You know," she began as she stepped from the car, "You really don't need to do that. I can manage opening the car door, Happy."

"I know, I know…" he smiled, "But it's the least I can do."

She raised a brow and asked politely, "Tony said something to you, didn't he?"

Happy chuckled and nodded nervously.

"Sometimes I think that man just over reacts," she grumbled as they made their way to the front door.

"He cares about you, Pepper."

"Oh I know," she smiled and added, "But sometimes I think he just takes it a bit too far."

"He means well," Happy said softly before he punched in the code in the keypad beside the front door.

"I know he does," she murmured.

"Mommy!"

She glanced to the side as a little body flung his arms around her leg.

"Hey Jared," she laughed as he beamed up at her.

"Daddy built a really cool airplane for me."

Her eyes widened.

"I think I'll go now," Happy murmured softly.

She barely noticed Happy walking away as a sudden wave of fear overwhelmed her with the ideas that were surly bursting through Tony's head. She could only imagine the amount of horror that Tony could come up with.

She groaned at the thought and demanded pointedly, "Where's your father?"

"In the basement."

She narrowed her eyes determined to give the two of them the ever waiting 'lecture'.