A/N: Oh dear! I believe I've completely forgotten to post this up. I wrote it sometime last weekend and completely forgot to upload it... Also, I've notice a sudden increase in readers/reviews ever since the Avengers got released and am completely ecstatic! :) I'm really glad a lot of you still love to read this story despite the fact that there is no actual plot line or direction other than just snippets of the Stark family's daily life. Enjoy! (this one is in Pepper's POV).

The first thing that caught Pepper's eye when she stepped into their home that afternoon was the strobe light flickering from the steps leading down to Tony's garage. The 'fun' garage as Jared liked to call it. But she knew better of course, only Jared could find learning about his father's Ironman suits 'fun'. She did of course spend many months before Jared's birth spending quality time with Tony in the garage and as she remembered it, there was no fun involved when it came to listening to Tony explain the intricate workings of the suit. However there were those occasions where they had happily waste hours together on his lounge chair by the television talking, gossiping and sometimes just merely enjoying each other's company. But she also remembered the other times she was subjected to listening to Tony's new ideas about the features he wanted to include in his next mark suit upgrade.

Not that she minded, she never would no matter how much Tony being Ironman scared her and terrified her to the core. She knew how much being Ironman meant to him and she knew how for once he was completely and utterly devoted to the cause he was fighting for. She would never take that away from him and even if there was a small part of her that wanted too, she never would. He was willingly wanting to share it with her, and the thought alone made her think otherwise. Because at the time it was still all so new to her. That her Tony, the same Tony that never looked at a woman twice could even be capable of loving and cherishing and wanting to spend more than just a night with her.

She smiled to herself as she slipped her shoes off at how easy it was to think about the past all over again. They had so much more now. So much more than she could ever imagine, wish and dream for. They had children, little people that they would help to nurture, to teach and to impart a little bit of each other into. Two beautiful children that she never thought she would have and with him of all people. He was the last person on her list that she would ever have imagined sharing something so wonderful and beautiful with. But here she was, mother of two, wife of the only Tony Stark, Ironman, genius, billionaire playboy, philanthropist.

"Greetings, Mrs Stark," Jarvis greeted as he normally did when she stepped towards the direction of the garage.

"Hello, Jarvis. How is Stark Senior and J squared doing?" she asked and smiled at the nickname Tony had come up with for Jared and Julia. Only Tony would give their children a mathematical formulated nickname.

"It seems they are enjoying themselves," Jarvis replied with a hint of a smile in his tone.

"May I ask what it is they are busying themselves with? I'd rather not walk into anything that may result in me having to be the bad cop and end all that fun," she murmured as she ran her fingers through her hair, careful to loosen the pony tail she had tied much earlier that morning.

"I'm afraid I'm not at liberty to say," Jarvis' tone was regretful. "Mr Stark and young Mr Stark both on separate occasions demanded that should I reveal anything, I'd be forced to watch an entire season of the Simpsons."

"Oh dear," she mocked sarcastically.

"I'm detecting sarcasm in your tone, Mrs Stark. As I have told you and Mr Stark on countless occasions, the Simpsons is show that is-"

"Yes I know, Jarvis dear, it's a show that should be removed immediately which you have on many occasions threatened to hack into every television network on the globe and rid the earth of such a fowl and mind numbing television show."

"The show itself does a disservice to humanity," Jarvis replied simply.

"As much as you think it does, Jared still likes it," she murmured coolly.

"Yes, it is unfortunate and at times I have been concerned about young Mr Stark's ability to fall victim to the show's subliminal messages. Though after monitoring his mental activity during the shows he seems to be rejecting it and simply watches for entertainment," Jarvis replied dubiously, "In result of that I make arrangements to block all of my audio and visual channels to whatever room it is young Mr Stark chooses to watch it."

"You've monitored his mental activity?" she almost choked.

"I've had too on occasion," Jarvis' tone seemed unconcerned.

"Does Tony know?" she asked although already knowing what the answer would be.

"Yes of course, that was one of the additional features Mr Stark included in my version 24.3.1 firmware upgrade," Jarvis replied simply.

"And what version are you at now?"

"Mr Stark has since moved from numbered versioning to a more sophisticated alpha numerical versioning. I am now at version Jarau.35.2," Jarvis told her.

"Jarau?"

"Mr Stark liked to refer it as Just A Really Amazing Update."

"I see," she murmured as she stepped down the last step.

She glanced into the garage and found father and son hovering before a digital blue print of Tony's Ironman suit. She couldn't help but notice how the both of them stood side by side with hip tilted at one side and arm on the other. They were almost identical with the exception of baby Julia strapped to Tony's chest. She smiled and laughed quietly to herself as she pushed the doors open. She couldn't imagine a more perfect way of spending her afternoon other than with her three most important persons in her life.