Plot twist: another character has been added! all will be revealed..

He loved his hiding place. It was a fucking amazing hiding place. He also loved his outfit.

He was sitting in McDonalds, sipping his way through a black coffee while trying not to give himself a wide birth.

Tony wasn't planning on staying long. Just in time to finish his coffee, grab a burger and possibly a McFlurry, then head over to the cinema to watch 'We're the Millers'. It might just give him time to get his head around things.

He of course wasn't in his suit, he'd flown back to Stark Tower, ditched the suit, told Jarvis to tell nobody where he was and if they were getting close scramble the information. From there he'd caught to bus, and switched routes about ten times before he was comfortable in knowing Shield weren't around.

So, as he walked into the toilets and began to wash his hands, glancing into the mirror as he did so, making sure his wig was still in place, did he jump at the sight of a certain green eyed God grinning at him from next to a cubicle.

So that's the cinema out the window then.

They landed on the Helicarrier with ease, and Steve watched as Natasha ran off, saying something about telling someone something, before she disappeared into a one-man jet, taking off swiftly.

A few moments later, after they had checked the room Tony had been staying in, and calling his name as though he was a lost puppy, Steve drew level with the place Fury usually stood, and took the lead.

"Find him."

"Our communications are being scrambled."

"Unscramble them then."

Steve was barking orders at Shield Agents as they frantically ran around, trying to gather intel on where Tony was. So far however their events had been proven futile.

"Who gave you permission to give orders around here?" Fury yelled at Steve, growing impatient as he realised someone else was doing his voice.

"Since you kidnapped my son and he ran off!" Steve snapped back, not paying attention to what he'd just said. Fury raised an eyebrow.

"Your son?" He quizzed skeptically. "Rogers, you're as much his Dad as I am. You may be blood related, but he is not your son." Fury growled. Steve felt like someone had dropped a brick in his stomach. He knew Tony wasn't his son. But he was worried about him. Who knew where he was? Who knew what pickle he'd just got himself into?

"So what if he's not my proper son? He has my genes, Fury. And I'll be damned if anything happens to him. He already had a messed up childhood as it. Now he's an adult and thanks to Shield his adulthoods even more messed up than it originally was." Steve glowered at Fury, who looked taken aback. "We have to find him."

"Yes Captain." Fury replied swiftly, bowing his head a little before stalking off towards Coulson.

Steve felt like punching himself hard, in the face, straight on the nose, because he's sat down and done nothing as he watched Shield spin their complicated web. And now look where they were. Nowhere.

Natasha walked smartly along the Stark Industries corridor, files tucked neatly under her arm as she went. She never was an office person.

However, she made a beeline straight to Pepper's office, and walked through the broad oak doors into the office, despite the secretaries disapproval. She was greeted by a happy "Natasha!" But then it quickly changed to 'Natalie' after a glare.

"It's okay Grace, she's okay. I've got this one." Pepper said reassuringly to Grace, who scowled but left anyway.

"Pepper, something's come up." Natasha said quickly, not fumbling around with excuses as she dropped the files on Peppers desk.

"Why are you telling me? Shouldn't you be telling Tony? Wait.. Where's Tony? Oh God is he okay?!" Natasha rolled her eyes slightly as Pepper turned her self into hysterics.

"Pepper, he's not dead, he's fine." Natasha reassured her, Pepper relaxed her shoulders a little. "However, Steve might be his Dad and he's run off. So we kind of need you to help us find him." Pepper opened her jaw to respond, but shut it again after a hesitant glance.

"I've heard weirder. Lets go." Pepper replied and Natasha grinned as her friend power walked in 6 inch heels towards the door.

Tony turned around and blinked at the dark haired man in front of him.

"Urgh, shouldn't you be on Asgard?" Tony asked, raising an eyebrow as he leant back and rested his hands on the sink, acting casual but not daring to take his eyes off the man.

"Aha. Yes, funny that." The man chuckled, but Tony couldn't muster anything more than a wry smile.

"So, why are you here? Don't suppose it's for the McFlurry's?" Tony asked. Loki cracked another smile, resting his hands together in front of him. He looked slightly out of place wearing jeans and a brown jacket with a scarf, he looked almost hipster.

"I've heard about your parentage predicament." Loki told him, dropping politeness and getting straight to the point. Tony grimaced.

"Yeah. But whatever right? Doesn't make any difference to my life now does it?" Tony shrugged. He had to get out of there and quickly.

"Don't you want to change that?" Loki asked. Tony fiddled around his brain for an answer.

"Not really. Now I've got to go and catch a film, so if you don't mind.." Loki grabbed his shoulder as he turned and pushed the door open. "What're you-?" Tony felt himself freeze up as a tingling sensation washed over his body. The last thing he remembered was blackness before he fell into an abyss of sleep.

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