Hey ya'll! So I hope you like the chapter! I gave myself a mani/pedi today and painted my nails green. They turned out perfect and I love this color. It's Hulk green, but metallic. So, I hate to say it, but the story is coming to a swifter than imagined ending. I'll probably end up doing a sequel, and I'm also thinking about doing a Phil Coulson story maybe? Opinions? Well, anyways, I hope you like this chapter, and don't worry, something big will be happening soon. Love ya!
Disclaimer: I only own Minnie. She's very happy right now.
The Monday I went back to work I brought in a few memos and a cup of coffee to Tony. "Good morning Tony." I said as I handed him the paper.
"Have a good weekend Minnie?"
"It was fine, how was yours?" I asked. He was staring intently at me. I met his eyes and he cocked his head, searching my eyes and I gave him a very small smile. He grinned and I shook my head. "The investors need to hear back about that as soon as possible." I said softly. He smiled and nodded, before he smirked, looking through the papers.
"Oh, and uh, before I forget, the Avengers are coming to town for Christmas." he said and I stopped.
"Care to run that one by me again?" I asked hesitantly.
"Pepper thought it would be 'nice' to invite them. Guess she didn't expect them to all say yes." he shrugged. "So, they'll be staying at the mansion for Christmas.
"When are they getting here?"
"December eighth."
"It's a week before thanksgivings."
"Yup."
"Thank you for the heads up." I said as I walked out of the room. I paused at the door. "Uh, do you know if Thor..."
"I'm gonna take a wild guess and say no." he answered.
"Right, okay. Thanks Tony." I said before I went to lab 12 where I knew Bruce and Betty were working. "Hi honey." I said as I walked into the lab.
"Hey." he said as I walked over and kissed him lightly.
"Hi Betty. How's little Leo Jr.?" I asked and she shook her head.
"Did Leonard ask you to start calling the baby that?" she asked and I laughed.
"Come on, it's cute!" I said. "You could call him Lee-Jay." Betty laughed and I grinned as Bruce wrapped his arm around me. Ever since Bruce had done whatever it was he did with Betty, she had been much nicer to me which in turn made me nicer to her. We were almost... Friendly, but I wouldn't go quite that far.
"And if it's a girl?" she asked.
"Oh, that's easy," I said as I took a small piece off of Bruce's bagel. "Name it after Dallas." Bruce laughed and I smiled up at him. "Oh, hey, did you know Tony invited the Avengers to Christmas out here?" I asked and he shook his head.
"I didn't know that." he said and I sighed as I rolled my eyes.
"Well now we both know." I sighed as I leaned back against his chest. "Don't forget we have those concert tickets." I said and he nodded, resting his chin on the top of my head and wrapping his arm around my waist.
"Uh, the show is at seven, right?"
"Yeah, but we should leave home by six fifteen to get there in time."
"Which means we leave here to have time to get ready."
"Exactly." I smiled. I turned around and kissed his chin lightly before I waved to Betty. "See ya!" I called.
Thanksgivings came and went; we spent it with Tony and Pepper, and I Skyped with my family, saying I missed them and how much I loved them. Soon it was Christmastime in New York, which was amazingly beautiful.
I dragged Bruce out to finish our Christmas shopping and was at Macy's when we went up a floor to try to find something for my new Nephew (Tabby had a little boy and named him Owen. Owen Sebastian. I couldn't stop laughing when she told me) when we stumbled upon Santa-Land hell.
"Think about it this way," I was saying to him as we went back down the escalator. I'd find something for the poor unfortunate Owen Sebastian online. "If we had kids in New York, we'd have to stand in that hell of a line." I pointed out to him. He chuckled as I slipped my hand into his and laced our fingers together. "And I don't think you could handle that."
"You're probably right." he said and I looked up at him.
"Probably?" I asked and he laughed.
"Probably." he repeated with a small wink. I shook my head as we got into line to check out.
"Oh, hey, um, Manhattan's playing on TV tonight, we should watch it."
"You want to order in?" he asked and I smiled.
"Actually I was thinking I'd cook." I said and he stared down at me for a moment. "Yeah, big surprise right?" I asked with a grin. "I cook."
"Prove it." he said and I grinned.
"I plan to." I said.
That night I cooked lasagna and made a salad, then opened a bottle of red wine. I poured two glasses and smiled as Bruce carried our plates to the living room. I turned on the TV and dimmed the lights before settling into the couch with him. "Why don't you ever cook?" he asked and I shrugged.
"Never have time for it, and when I do have time, I'm wiped out."
"I understand that." he said and leaned over to kiss my temple. "You're great at it though."
"Thanks." I smiled. He wrapped his arm around me and I snuggled into his side, watching the movie until I realized his breath was shallow. I looked up at Bruce and smiled. His head was resting on the back of the couch and he was breathing deeply. He let out a small snore and I giggled.
"Are you laughing at me?" he asked groggily.
"You bet I am." I said softly before I picked up the remote and turned the tv off. I picked up my wine and finished the glass before I grabbed Bruce's hand. "Come on sleepy man." I said as I pulled him into the bedroom.
"You know," he said as he ran his hand across my abdomen. I felt his fingers lightly graze the hem of the shirt I was wearing.
"What?" I looked at him.
"Now that we're in bed I can't fall asleep."
"Pain in the ass." I said and he laughed. I rolled over on my side so I was facing him. He lightly ran his fingers through my hair and I smiled. "So what should we do about that?" I asked and he heaved a long sigh rolling over onto his back, he then looked back at me and smiled.
"I can think of a few things." he said and I laughed.
"Let me guess." I said as I sat up. "They start like this," I said as I leaned down and kissed him lightly.
"That's how they generally start, yeah." he nodded.
"So what happens next?" I asked. He sat up and kissed me pulling me close to him, before we made love.
Afterwards I fell asleep laying on his chest, lightly drawing patterns with my finger, as he lightly ran his fingers up and down my spine, a smile playing on his lips.
He looked down as I slept on him and leaned down to gently press his lips against my head. He sighed, then turned off the lamp next to the bed before he fell asleep too.
