Disclaimer: I do not own Marvel or any characters, except for Kaycee.
A/N: So thanks for the reviews and the favorites and the followers. I have gotten a few questions about my other story, Who Will Save Me. So here it goes; I do plan on updating, just not at the moment. I'm terribly sorry about the wait but I've had writers block for a bit on that one. I promise to update it, I promise. So now on with the next chapter.
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Kaycee was beginning to feel bored. Maybe even beyond bored, if there was such a thing. She had been sitting in Agent Hill's office for over two hours now and had done nothing to keep herself occupied. She had asked Agent Hill twice if she could help with anything but was always given the same reply.
"No, sorry." Maria would say. "I'll let you know when I need it."
Maria really was a stick in the mud, but then again she was just a very busy woman. So Kaycee just sat there, now wearing a pair of dark denim shorts, a white v- neck top, and a deep purple hoodie that Natasha snatched from her room before they delivered her to S.H.I.E.L.D. Her heels were gone as well and were replaced with black low cut converse. She twirled a lock of her dark hair and realized that she still had the curls in it.
"I'm sorry if you're bored." Maria broke the silence.
Kaycee looked up from where she was sitting. "Just a little."
"Well, there is something you can help me with," Kaycee sat up a little straighter. "I have a file and no you can't read it. It needs to be delivered to Agent Sitwell. His office is up one floor and is to the right side of the building, you'll know his office when you see it."
"You want me to deliver it? Sure." Kaycee replied, happy to finally leave Hill's office.
"But come right back."
Kaycee nodded and accepted the folder from Agent Hill. She stood up and exited the room without a second glance. She noticed the elevators nearby and pressed the up button. Once it arrived, she hopped in and pressed the second floor button. She waited for the ding then proceeded out.
Just as she stepped out, she couldn't help but take a little peek at the file. But while doing so, Kaycee didn't notice the other person walking in her direction. As she was reading the file, she instantly collided with the other person, which caused her to fall to the ground and let the file fall from her hands.
Kaycee gave just a small squeak as her bottom hit the floor. When she looked up, she saw a boy, around her age, sitting up on the ground.
"I'm so sorry," she quickly apologized. "I should've been paying attention."
"No worries," The boy said scratching the back of his head. "I should have been paying more attention too."
He stood up and offered her his hand which she took. Once she was up on her feet, he kneeled down and started picking up the papers and placing them back in the folder before handing it to her.
"Um, thanks." she smiled nervously.
"No problem." he smiled back. "I'm Peter, Peter Parker."
"Kaycee, Kaycee Stark."
"No way! You Tony Stark's daughter? Iron Man's daughter?"
"Yeah, that's me."
"That's awesome. So um, what brings you here?" he asked gesturing to the hallway.
She didn't know what to say, she didn't really know what was going on herself. "My dad um, does work with S.H.I.E.L.D. and I'm here just helping."
"Really? I saw what happened at the party, it was in the paper." he reached into his back pack and pulled out a newspaper.
Disaster At Tony Stark's Birthday Celebration:
Stark's Daughter Missing?
Kaycee gulped. "I- I have to go." she quickly walked around Peter and around the corner.
"Wait-" Peter tried to say something but she was already gone.
Did everyone think she was missing? Didn't Pepper tell the media she was with family and have disappeared? Kaycee needed a phone, she needed to talk to Pepper.
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After delivering the file to Agent Sitwell, Kaycee was on back in Agent Hill's office sitting in the same chair as before. She really needed to use the phone sitting on Maria's desk.
"Um, Agent Hill?"
"Yes?" Maria looked up from her work.
"I was just curious if I could use your phone?" Kaycee asked. "It's kind of important, I need to speak with Ms. Pepper Potts."
Maria sighed. "I'm sorry but I can't let you. I was given strict orders about letting you use phones and contacting anyone outside of S.H.I.E.L.D. right now."
"But everyone thinks I've disappeared. I saw it in the paper."
"We will contact Ms. Potts in the morning and she will take care of everything."
Just then, the phone went off. Maria answered. "Hello? Yes, she's right here. I'll escort her up there myself."
After hanging up, Maria stood up and nodded towards the door. "Director Fury wants to meet you in his office."
Kaycee stood and followed Maria to the door. As they walked down the hall, she was extra cautious not to run into Peter. She had felt so embarrassed and being unable to explain herself just added more to the problem. She didn't even find out why someone her own age was here.
Before she knew it, they were already at the Director's office. Agent Hill knocked on the door and stood back. Kaycee waited to hear a silent "Come in." But instead a tall, dark skinned man opened the door. Kaycee took note of his black leather pants, black turtle neck, black trench coat and eye patch.
"Agent Hill," he said and turned to Kaycee. "Welcome Ms. Stark."
"Will you be needing me here?" Agent Hill asked.
"Just Kaycee right now." Hill nodded and left silently. "Well come on in."
Kaycee entered the spacious office, it was a lot bigger than Maria's. She noticed the two chairs in front of his desk and sat in the first one just as Fury sat in his own.
"Do you know who I am Kaycee?" he asked.
"Um the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D.?" She replied looking at her hands in her lap.
"And do you know why you're here?"
"My dad is dying and I can't leave until he fixes all of this."
"Well," Fury began. "the man who gave you that cut, Ivan Vanko, is after your father, after your grandfather's legacy. Your father needs to deal with him, but he can't do that if he's dying."
"There's no suitable replacement for palladium, Director Fury." Kaycee said.
Fury chuckled. "You're right, there isn't. But your father is a smart man, smart enough to find a suitable replacement."
"So this Ivan Vanko, what does he have to do with me?"
"He hurt you didn't he? If he is so desperate to get near your dad, whose to say he won't do the same for you. You mean a lot to your father, you know that? We are doing your father a huge favor by keeping you safe and in return he will be evaluated for a project of ours. A classified project."
"Does this project involve people my own age?" She asked looking him in the eye.
Fury smiled. "I'm guessing you met Peter." Kaycee nodded. "He's actually getting evaluated himself."
"Will I be evaluated?"
"No."
It grew quiet between the two for a few minutes before Kaycee broke the silence.
"So am what am I suppose to do here while my dad tries to find the replacement?" She asked.
Fury crossed his arms. "I was hoping you could be of assistance to us in the lab. Just a few experiments with some of our weapons." Kaycee raised her eyebrows. "Don't give me that look, your father is Iron Man. You should know how to work a simple hand gun or any type of weapon."
It was true, Kaycee had her share of weapons when it came to helping her dad with updating her father's suits.
"If you'd like I could escort you down to the lab?" Fury asked.
"Its okay, I'm sure I can find it." Kaycee replied, standing up and walking to the door.
"Its just down two floors, make a left and a right and it's the second door to your left." Fury explained.
Kaycee just nodded and headed towards the elevators. She followed Fury's directions and finally arrived at the door labeled Laboratory. When she opened the door, she was shocked to find a familiar person standing over a dissembled ray gun.
Peter looked up and smiled at Kaycee. "Hey."
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A/N: BOOM! Yes Peter Parker will be included! Yes I am back. So I'm sorry for not updating in so long, I meant to do it sooner but it hurts to type on a small laptop with a bruised elbow. How did I get a bruised elbow you may ask? Well when you hit your elbow in to a wall, railing on the stairs, and the soap dish in the bathroom about ten times, it bruises. But anywho, please review and let me know what you think!
~KrazyForYourLuv~