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A few hours into the party everyone was drinking, dancing and having a good time. I smiled as I saw Bruce and MeeMaw talking, and I walked over to them. "I hope you're not making any moves on my man MeeMaw." I said as I wrapped my arms around Bruce's shoulders from behind, leaned over and lightly kissed his cheek. He smiled and touched my arms, before looking back at MeeMaw.

"I was telling him about the time I danced with Frank Sinatra." she said as she pat his hand. "Frank was shorter than you, but not by much." she pointed her finger at him and he smiled. "But enough about Frank, go, dance, and send that waiter over here; he was supposed to bring me a drink."

"That wasn't a waiter Mrs. Strong, that was Tony Stark."

"Call me MeeMaw." she said as she hit his hand.

"Hey MeeMaw." Simon sat down next to the older woman on the other side. My grip on Bruce's shoulders tightened as she looked at him darkly.

"You call me Mrs. Strong." she said sharply to him, making him blink in surprise.

"MeeMaw, it's Simon, remember me?"

"I'm old, not stupid." she said and he raised his eyebrows before he looked at me with a small smile.

"Who's this?"

"Come on Bruce," I said as I straightened up. "I need a drink." I took his hand and looked at MeeMaw who was narrowing her eyes at Simon.

"You go on dear." she smiled at us. Bruce stood up and followed me, I knew he wanted to ask what was going on, but he waited until we made it to the bar.

"Is everything okay?" he asked and I nodded.

"That was my ex." I said and he nodded as he cupped my face.

"Yeah, I guessed that. Are you okay?" he repeated and I nodded.

"Yeah." I sighed, and then turned to the bartender. "Can I get-"

"A water." he cut me off and I looked at him. "It's humid, it's hot and you haven't been hydrating properly." he said and then smiled. "Alcohol dehydrates you, drink some water, then you can have a drink later." he said and I smiled.

"Why do you take suck good care of me?" I asked as I turned around and thanked the bartender for the bottle of water he was handing me. Bruce wrapped his arms around me from behind and rested his chin on my shoulder.

"Because you need someone to take care of you." he said in my ear. I sighed and was about to respond when my dad walked over.

"Bruce, I've danced with all my girls but her, mind if I steal her for a song?"

"Of course not Mr. Strong." he said and Daddy smiled.

"Call me Nate, son." he said and Bruce smiled. I smiled at Bruce as my dad offered his arm and I linked my through his. It was a slow dance to the song At Last by Etta James, because what wedding was complete without that song?

"So do you like him?" I asked and Dad nodded.

"He's defiantly an improvement from your last boyfriend." he said and I smiled.

"Come on Daddy, an improvement?" I asked and he sighed. "He's infinitely better."

"I know, I know." he laughed. "Next time you come to LA, bring him along, I haven't had much time to get to know him."

"But you like him?" I pressed and he laughed.

"You are so stubborn."

"I learned from the best." I smiled and he nodded.

"Yeah, your mom is pretty stubborn." I hit his shoulder and he hugged me tightly. "You were always my little girl." he said. "I'm not supposed to like any boy you date." he said, and then nodded.

"Stop avoiding the subject." I said as I wiggled out of his grasp.

"Yes, okay!" he said and I grinned. "I like him, I approve, he's okay in my book, are you happy now?"

"Thank you Daddy." I smiled like I used to when I knew I had gotten my way.

"You little shit." he teased and I laughed before the song changed.

"Alright, alright," the DJ said into the microphone. "All the single ladies, get up here on the dance floor, it's time for the bride to toss that bouquet. Now ladies, let's have a clean fight, no pushing, no shoving, and if you're gonna pull the hair, wait till we get the jello pool out here." he said and a few people chuckled.

"Go on," Dad said as he pushed me towards the group of girls.

"Okay, Dallas, help me up," Tabby said to Dallas who had been flirting with the DJ for the better part of an hour. Dallas helped her onto a chair and held her hand as she turned around, and tossed the flowers over her head. The girls gasped, all of them reaching for them, until finally I smiled to see Pepper had caught them.

"Looks like you'll be planning another wedding!" Dallas said to me making me laugh and Tony stare at Pepper for a minute, as if in thought. I knew that look so I walked over to him.

"I'm gonna do it." he said and I raised my eyebrows.

"Right now?" I asked and he looked down at me. "It's Pepper, you know she's not big on the whole public display of your relationship, not to mention, if you do it in front of my family, it'll be on the front page tomorrow morning." I said and he nodded.

"That's true, besides, I don't have the ring yet. When we get back to New York set up a meeting with a good jeweler, who do you think...?"

"I don't know, Tiffany's, Buglari, Verragio..."

"Good, set up meetings with all of them." he said and I nodded.

"You're sure?"

"Am I ever not?" he asked and I nodded.

"Okay, when we get back to New York, I'll have meetings set up with them, any others you want?"

"Yeah, shop around a bit, pick a few others, you know the drill."

"That I do." I nodded he looked at me and I smiled. "I'm not going to be out of a job, am I?"

"Of course not. Who else is going to watch the kids?" he asked and I laughed. "Besides, I think Jarvis likes having you around."

"Oh, anything to keep the Artificial Inteligance happy." I smiled and he nodded.

"Hey, you know how he can get, which reminds me, can you grab me a scotch?" he asked and I nodded.

"Scotch on the rocks, the older the better." I said to the bartender. She nodded and poured the drink and after delivering it to Tony I found Bruce and coaxed him onto the dance floor with me.

"You know this dress is a lot less fun without that backless dress of yours." he said in my ear and I smiled.

"Well maybe I'll wear it sometime, just for you." I said as I looked up at him.

"Maybe I'd like that." he said softly and I smiled.

"I'm sure you would." I said. "Just me, you, that dress, a bottle of white wine.." I moved in closer to him, making his hand that was around my waist tighten slightly.

"You have no idea what you do to me." he said softly and I smiled.

"I'm sure I have an idea." I said boldly. He smiled and I kissed his chin quickly before the song ended. "Do you want a drink?"

"Please." he said as he followed me to the bar.

About an hour later people had started dispersing, we were still there, having a good time, MeeMaw was talking to my mom, Dad was dancing with Mandie, and Gwen was telling Pepper all about her latest divorce. "Hey, has anyone seen Helen?" Cleo asked and I stood up.

"I'll go check her office." I said. I patted Bruce's hand, we had been sitting together, talking with mom and MeeMaw, and I stood up. I was walking into the plantation house when I ran into Simon who looked really, really high. "Simon, what's going on?" I asked as I caught him, he tried shoving my hand off of his shoulder but I held tight.

"God, will you just- Mind Your Own Business Sam?" he asked loudly.

"Hey, hey!" I caught up to him as he walked to the party. "You need to calm down; you're really messed up right now."

"Oh I'm messed up?" he asked and I nodded.

"Yeah, you are, you're not thinking straight, let's just go get you a glass of water and calm down a little bit." I said softly as I tried to reason with him.

"Fuck you." he spat and started to move again, but I blocked his path.

"Simon, there's kids over there, they don't need to see you like this." I said and he laughed. "Think of the kids."

"Think of the kids?" he asked and I nodded. "Yeah, I'll show you what I think of the kids." I think I heard him hit me before I registered what had happened, but the next thing I knew I was holding my face, my lip bleeding, and him holding onto my arm tightly.

"Simon, you're not yourself right now," I tried to reason with him, god, this was bringing back some horrible memories. "Just take a few deep breaths, it'll all be okay." I tried to say.

"It'll all be okay?" he asked, enraged about something, what I couldn't tell you. "Nothing Is Okay!" he shouted at me and I looked back at the party, I knew that had to be loud enough for someone to hear. "Nothing Is Okay! It Was Never Okay!" he shouted, before he shoved me back. I stumbled on my heel and the grass as a few people walked over. "Is That Okay!" he shouted at me. I stood up and brushed the back of my dress off. "Is that okay?" Simon hissed as he grabbed me by the throat. I gasped, grabbing his hands. "I'm Not Okay!" he shouted at me, squeezing my throat. "None Of Us Are Okay!" he shouted. I could hear Mandie start to cry as I tried to pry his fingers off of my neck.

"Simon-" I choked, my eyes flickered behind him, where a large shape moved out of the shadows.

My eyes widened in fear as the Hulk, the same being I had seen on TV and in the news came storming over, and in a single movement grabbed Simon, who in his surprise let go of me. I fell to my knees gasping, Chaz and Rick ran over to me as the Hulk threw Simon into the plantation house.

"Not okay." he growled lowly, before he looked at me. I sat there staring up at him with wide eyes, I didn't know what to say, I just gaped at him as he stared down at me, there was something in his gaze, something, familiar... Then turned, and took off running.

"Bruce?" I breathed, as I scrambled to my feet.