Pepper pinched Grey as Happy crossed in front of them, shielding the movement from anyone watching. She hissed, and turned to glare at Pepper, who simply gave her a fierce look.
"If you don't stop glaring at Elon, his head's going to explode," Pepper hissed under her breath, hiding the movement of her mouth by turning and smiling at the camera. "And here I thought we'd have more problems with Hammer."
"You wish, Potts," Grey said, posing gently between her and Tony. The flashes went off again. "It could just be that I hate billionaires."
"You are a billionaire," Pepper stated, trying not to roll her eyes.
"Good afternoon, Miss Potts, Doctor Stark," Natasha said as she approached from the host stand. "We've got your table over here. Miss Potts, there is a Vanity Fair reporter asking if she could have a moment to get a quote for her Powerful Women issue. Miss Stark, this was dropped off for you from legal."
Grey accepted the envelopes, and nodded, tucking them under her arm. It was Natasha's contract with the Iron Family's Avenger's department, and her temporary assignment as Pepper's PA. The second was important for after the race.
"If I could get your signature here, please, Miss Stark," James said slipping through the shadows to hold a tablet in front of her. He was hovering over her shoulder, a shadow covering his face, even from the incessant camera flashes from the window.
"This is in French," Grey whined, scrolling through the document until she found the highlighted passages. "Why is it in French?"
"National language of the country, just sign, I've already read it, and more importantly, so has Samantha," James said. Grey scribbled her signature, then cleared the screen, writing it again more carefully. "I'll see you at the table."
"You look lovely, Miss Romanoff," Tony greeted once they were finally away from the reporters. "What's on the docket today?"
"You have a nine thirty dinner after the race, and a ten o'clock sit down tomorrow morning," Natasha said. She wore a red dress with a slim black belt around her waist. Her hair was loose, but curly, and she wore chunky heels, much like Grey did for press conferences. Tony couldn't see it, but he was sure the woman had at least six weapons on her. He felt like all the women in his life were deadly now. He loved it.
"Perfect, I'll be there at eleven," Tony said flippantly. Pepper and Grey raised matching eyebrows at him. "I can be there within thirty minutes of the start time."
"Miss Potts," Elon Musk said, rising to his feet as they passed his table. "Congratulations on the promotion."
"Thank you, very much, Elon!" Pepper said cheerfully. Grey tried not to gag at the thought of Elon Musk.
"Elon, loved the design for those Merlin engines, your presentation isn't until Thursday, right? I've got some of my R people sitting in, they're very excited."
"Thank you, yes. I'm presenting an idea for an electric jet," Elon said.
"Electric jet, hmm? Have your team reach out to mine, we'll make it work," Tony said, shaking his hand and leading Pepper and Grey to the bar. "If his electric jet can fly, I'll eat the reactor."
"One club soda, extra limes, a glass of champagne for me, and whatever your best Shiraz is, please," Pepper asked the bartender.
"I love Europe," Grey mumbled as she was handed a glass of red wine.
"Anthony, is that you?" Justin Hammer asked, leaning away from the bar a few seats down. Tony and Grey immediately had twin looks of disgust, while Pepper was able to keep a professional adjacent smile on her face.
"Oh, hey pal, my least favorite person," Tony said as Justin ignored proper etiquette and walked over to them, clapping him on the back.
"You know, you're not the only rich guy here with a fancy car," Justin said. Grey took a sip of her drink and imagined dead legging him like she was back in high school. "I'm here with, you know Christine Everhart, from Vanity Fair, you guys know each other?"
Christine walked over, hearing her name, before regretting her decisions. Tony Stark, his girl, and his daughter all stood there.
"BTW," Justin said, "big story. The new CEO of Stark Industries, right here. Congratulations."
"I know, I know! I put in a request with your PR woman, Natasha? I would love a quote for our powerful women's issue."
"Oh sure, absolutely," Pepper said warmly. Justin, of course, didn't like having the attention off of him.
"She's actually doing a big spread on me for Vanity Fair," Justin said, forcing the attention back on him.
"Can't possibly be that big," Grey muttered into her wine glass. Christine heard, and nearly snorted before she was able to keep a straight face. Natasha returned and whisked Pepper away, escorting her to their table. As she moved, Justin flagged over a photographer, likely hoping to win more points against Tony Stark.
"Do you mind if I ask a few questions, on the record?" Christine asked, pulling a recorder out of her purse. Grey waved her on, absently pulling her sunglasses down as the flash went off.
"Is this the first time you've seen each other since the Senate Hearing?" Christine asked, glancing between Justin and Tony.
"Since he got his contract revoked, yes, this is the first time we've seen each other-"
"Actually, the contract is just on hold," Justin said as Tony and Grey walked away, casually leading Christine to a table.
"Is that what you heard? Dad, what is the difference between on hold and canceled?" Grey pretended to ponder.
"The truth?" Tony guessed. They exchanged amused looks as Justin grew flustered. Another flash indicated that someone was paying attention, their expressions would be the cover photo for People Magazine.
"The truth," Justin repeated, pushing the recorder away as he caught up with them. "Why don't we put that away? The truth is, I'm actually hoping to present something at your expo."
"Well, if you invent something that works, I'll make sure I get you a slot." Tony glanced up as Natasha returned and placed her hand on the back of his chair.
"Doctor Stark, your corner table is ready," she said. Tony stood and held his hand out for his daughter. Grey handed Christine a business card with a wink and followed.
"I actually have a slot this year, yes, I do," Justin said, trying to pull Christine's attention back to him. Grey giggled behind her hand as she walked away.
"Are you sure we need him for the future?" Tony asked, leaning close.
"I'm like ten percent certain we need him in the future," Grey said, tilting her head from side to side as she thought. "But I don't want to get rid of him just in case."
"So, I have to ask, why am I here?" Natasha asked as they all sat at the table. James joined them, a waiter trailing behind him to refresh Pepper's champagne and Grey's wine. Happy was drinking coffee, and Natasha had tea in front of her. "If you knew that I was SHIELD, why allow me in at all?"
"Because as much as I like Nick, and as much as I want to work with him, there are somethings we need to do on our own, and the Avengers is a big part of that."
"Is this a power grab?"
"Oh, goodness no," Pepper said. "If SHIELD holds and owns the Avengers Initiative, it's going to be a political and fiscal disaster. If the Avengers are private contractors with very thorough contracts in place, less likely to end in disaster."
"Right, but I'm not an Avenger, I'm just a spy," Natasha said plainly. Grey snorted but waited for the waitstaff to drop off the appetizers before she continued.
"Right now, you're just a spy. If just is the correct word to use. Oh, this is for you," Grey said, opening the envelope she had been handed earlier. She pulled out two stacks of papers, glanced at the top one, then returned it to the envelope. The one that remained in her hand had a cover with the Black Widow symbol on it. "Employment contracts to Stark Industries, as well as the Avengers Initiative. You'll find everything you need to know in this packet, any questions can either go through Samantha or James."
Natasha took it with suspicion, before flipping it open and glancing at the table of contents. Welcome to Stark Tower, glinted back at her, the arc reactor image she was getting used to seeing visible behind the words, her own black widow symbol was there as well.
"We don't think SHIELD is using you in your best capacity. We know you want to do good, so come do good with us," Pepper said smartly. She reached over and tapped the papers with one Persian blue fingernail.
"You asked how Fury knew everything he knew; how do you know all this?" Natasha asked. Grey smiled.
"Some information we liberated from the Rising Tide, some I saw, some we pulled directly from SHIELD," Grey admitted.
"You saw? You hacked SHIELD?" Grey's eyes started glowing, and Natasha went still as a statue.
"Grey, knock it off," Happy said, speaking up for the first time. "This isn't how you recruit people."
"This is exactly how I got everyone else on board," Grey said, her eyes going back to hazel as she turned to Happy in outrage.
"Everyone else was already predisposed to listening to you. She has no idea what's at stake here," Happy pointed out.
"There's a genocidal alien that wants to wipe out half of all life in the universe," Grey said bluntly. "This name is Thanos, he's from a planet called Titan. In 2012 he's going to brainwash an Asgardian and send him in to start an invasion. It's going to fail, mostly in thanks to us and the team we're putting together."
"The Avengers Initiative," Natasha whispered, putting the pieces together. Fury was working on that project.
"Is Director Fury working with you on this?"
"No," Grey said, shaking her head. She paused the conversation while a server delivered plates to the table, setting a platter of oysters in front of Potts, and a bowl of soup in front of Grey. Barnes traded dishes with her, taking the soup and putting the steak in front of her with an affectionate eye roll. "We want to bring him into the fold, but I don't trust Pierce as far as I can throw him."
"What do you mean you saw?" Natasha asked, wishing she were in a position to take notes.
"I can see the future in my dreams," Grey said flatly. Natasha laughed until she realized she was the only one doing so. "And sometimes the past. You used to have blue hair. And a secret whistle with your sister. Your biggest regret is Dreykov's daughter, Antonia."
"I never told anyone else her name," Natasha said, going pale. Grey smiled sadly at her.
"I named my daughter Antonia," Grey said softly. So soft, Natasha almost missed it in the busy restaurant. "Your Antonia would want you to help others, Natasha. Help us save the world."
"Why are you putting together this team? The real reason," Natasha asked, refusing to be swayed by sentiment.
"Because if I don't, if I don't interfere, dad will fight this threat alone to protect his son, and he will die on October 17th, 2023."
Natasha could feel the weight behind the date. No matter what was happening in the family, everyone was aware of that date and was working non-stop to prevent it. It explained why everything kicked off after Tony had been taken by the terrorists, it must have been the initial trigger for that series of events. What, she was a spy, it didn't mean she didn't watch movies.
"Are there other things you've tried, to prevent it?"
"Short of going into space and looking, I have no way of preventing Thanos from getting here," Grey explained, glad she was being believed. "So I have to prepare for us to face him here. Have to do things so we win with less casualties."
"Is he driving his own car?" Christine demanded as she walked up to the table. "Sorry for interrupting, Christine Everhart, I just need a quick moment with Margaret. Is Tony driving his own car in the race?"
"What?" Grey asked, looking over at the TV, where Tony was in fact getting ready to get in the Stark Industries race car. "Awh, he promised I could do it. I wanted to drive."
"That man, I swear," Pepper said, shaking her head. "Christine, while you're here, why don't you pull up a seat. Natasha, we'll finish answering your questions later, we promise."
"You want me to join you?" Christine asked, surprised. James stood and pulled out a chair for her. He pulled out a second chair, just in time for Jayne to walk in with Samantha and Jennifer, who went to the bar to get drinks.
"About time, right?" Jayne asked, plopping herself down. "Or am I early?"
"By a few minutes yes," Grey said, rolling her eyes. "Christine, we would love to offer you the President of PR position with the Avengers Initiative within Stark Industries."
Another contract was handed over, this time with a quill poised over the reactor. If Grey was having too much fun with her logos, that was her business.
"We'd like you to structure your department however you'd like, however there are a few shortlisted names we'd like you to consider," Pepper said, taking over. As CEO of Stark Industries, acquisitions were her job. "You'll be given a departmental budget, and staff to help until everything is settled for you. Any questions?"
"I can have an assistant?"
"I think your current budget allows for a PA and a few interns for you personally," Grey said, thinking.
"A PA, two interns for her directly, and an even dozen for the department, if she wants them," Jayne said, ignoring her professionalism and plucking up the contract to leaf through it. "It's not going to bite you, Chris, just read it, sign it, and enjoy the ride."
Christine snatched the contract out of Jayne's hands and reached for a pen, signing it before she could think further on it. This was what she'd wanted from the moment she graduated with her Journalism degree. Change the minds of people the world over, and for once, the Stark name was going to be associated with hope and optimism.
"May I?" Natasha asked, holding her hand out for the pen. Christine handed it over with a smile. Pepper accepted the two signed contracts, allowing Grey to hand over their own copies for their own records.
"With that, we do have to move, there is a commotion on the track," Happy said, sighing heavily. "Can't seem to leave Tony alone for three minutes."
Happy picked up the suit-case and left the restaurant, heading for the car. He would pick the girls up at the curb, James would ensure their guests made it back to the hotel. Pepper and Grey took their leave, two steps behind them. Christine looked to Jayne for an answer.
"They were preparing for an attack; Ivan Vanko was flagged by Interpol entering the country. His father was deported after trying to steal the original arc reactor technology and trying to give it to the soviets," Jayne explained.
"I remember that," James said suddenly. "When he failed there were debates about sending the Winter Soldier after Vanko. Once he was back on Russian soil, he kinda disappeared."
"The Winter Soldier?" Christine asked, curious.
"Oh, that's a whole story, not one we want to share in a busy restaurant," Jayne said, the only one at the table who knew the entire story.
"Actually, why don't we head back to the hotel, I can tell the story, and there's a question I have to Sam anyway," James said. "It pertains to the Winter Soldier."
"Sure, let's head that way," Sam said, finishing off her drink. Jen wasn't so lucky, and had to throw back the rest of her champagne, causing her to scrunch her nose.
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Tony realized he made a mistake as his car flipped upside down, and he didn't have an auto-pilot suit in Monaco. He only had the suit-case. And that meant he was on his own until Happy could get to him.
Tony's car landed with a clatter-crash sound that made Tony's head ring. He laid there stunned for a moment before trying to gather his wits. He could see a man heading toward him, two whips in his hands, crackling with electricity. Whiplash. Tony sighed at how his bad guys all seemed to pick stupid names. Two more cars, a yellow one and a green and silver one approached. The yellow tried to swerve to avoid the disaster in front of them, but the green car smacked into them. Tony was able to see one driver bail out of their flaming car.
Just as Whiplash approached, Tony was able to wiggle out of his restraints and slide out of the car. Knowing his attention would be focused on the car, Tony slipped around it, scooping up a piece of fender and waiting.
Whiplash had his back to Tony as he searched the car. Tony took the opportunity to smash the fender piece against the back of his head, hopefully stunning him. It didn't work, and Tony was thrown backwards. Whiplash struck out at him one, two, three times, before Tony was able to get far enough back to miss the fourth strike. The two whips landed between Tony's legs, sending fear and panic licking up his spine. Tony pushed it away just as the fifth strike sent him careening into the green car. The driver was gone, but the car was leaking fuel.
Tony watched through the mirror of the car as Whiplash approached, twirling his whips like a jump rope. Tony waited until the last minute to move, forcing Whiplash into igniting the gasoline. The explosion distracted him enough for Happy to crash the Rolls Royce into him, pinning Whiplash against the race barrier.
"You, okay?" Happy shouted through his open window.
"Were you aiming for me, or for him?" Tony demanded, hopping down from where he'd jumped on the fence to avoid the car. "Cause I can't tell?"
"Are you out of your mind?" Pepper demanded, shrieking as she got out of the car herself. She threw the suit-case at Tony's feet. He kicked it open and started the suit-up process.
The endoskeleton wrapped itself around Tony's waist and chest, the reactor in his chest connecting through magnets to power the suit. After just four minutes, Iron Man was fully suited up and ready to fight – the fastest suit up they currently had. This suit, powered through a magnetic connection to the reactor in his chest, wouldn't work for Pepper or Grey, nor would it last longer than an hour, even if pushed.
Just as he suited up, Vanko started getting his wits about him, and lashed out with a whip, forcing Pepper to leap out of the way, hissing as the electricity caught her arm, sending pain radiating from it. Tony caught the whip as it flew again, and yanked Vanko close to him, using the whips' connection to his crude suit to pull the man forward – kicking the car out of the way. Grey shrieked as the car moved sideways. She got out of the car the moment it stopped moving, running over to join Pepper, watching the light show.
With a final tug, Vanko was within arm's reach, and Tony pulled the reactor out of his suit. The whips lost their power in a hurry, and Grey moved in to punch Vanko, knocking him to the ground for Monaco's CRS unit to flood the field and arrest him. Vanko spat blood at Tony's feet, screaming that he lost as he was hauled away. Tony looked down at the reactor in his hand, and had Jarvis read the stats on it. While less powerful than the one Tony currently wore, it was the exact same design as the Palladium core reactor he built in the cave.
While Grey was barking orders in French at the CRS and the EMTs that arrive for the few injured drivers, Tony was seething. Pepper walked over and helped Tony out of the suit.
"Well, we know it works," Pepper said when she was face to face with her boyfriend again. "How are you?"
"Sparky," Tony said, shaking out his hands. He had a black eye, and a few burns peeking through his driving suit on his arm. "Is my hair standing up?"
"Usually," Pepper said, running her fingers through his hair. She felt a minor jolt of static, causing her to startle, then laugh. "How'd the suit-case work?"
"Suited up well. Felt light without the weapons and additional armor," Tony said, he looked in the direction of the van that was hauling Vanko away. "He had a reactor, Pep, I have to talk to him."
"Take Bucky with you," Pepper said.
"He prefers James," Tony said.
"Oh! I hadn't heard!" Pepper couldn't help but smile, remembering the skittish assassin from a year ago. "Good for him. James then. Take him with you, I don't want you going alone."
"Don't feel like facing the crazy alone anyway. I know Grey warned us, but like, damn. I want one vacation without crazy. And don't mention the Hamptons, because watching Katherine flirt with Jayne is weird." Tony let out a short laugh as he walked away to give his statement, leaving Pepper giggling in his wake. Pepper crossed over to Grey, who was standing on a box in the middle of twenty people, giving a speech in French – even though she swore just that morning that her French was conversational at best.
"Honestly, if I didn't have Bambi in my ear, it would've been worse," Grey explained when asked. Jim finally pulled up with a new car, opening the doors for Pepper, Grey, and Natasha, who trailed along.
"The lawyers and reporters are all at the hotel, Bambi sent Christine an article request, her first draft is in your email," Jim said in greeting. "Oh, and I'm not your driver, so fuck you."
"Sorry Uncle Jim," Grey said, grinning up at him. "But we have places to be, and I'm forbidden to drive after I nearly killed dad while yelling at Bezos."
"And I have emails to reply to, especially now," Pepper said, shaking her head.
"And I was taught to drive in a terrorist organization," Natasha said, hesitantly joining in on the teasing. "I drive like an Istanbul taxi driver."
"Hogan and Barnes aren't allowed to go on the same jobs anymore," Jim complained as he got in the driver seat. "I hate driving in Europe."
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Chaos in Monaco: Ivan Vanko's Vendetta Against Stark Family Leads to Shocking Grand Prix Showdown
Christine Everhart, Stark Industries
The electrifying energy of the Monaco Grand Prix took an unexpected turn yesterday when Ivan Vanko, a Russian national and son of the late Soviet scientist Ivan Vanko, infiltrated the event, reportedly with a plan to publicly confront Dr. Tony Stark. Vanko, illegally entering the country, wore an armored suit powered by an arc reactor, which emitted lethal electric whips designed to tear through anything in their path.
The attack occurred mid-race, leading to severe damage on the course and injuries to three Grand Prix drivers who were caught up in the ensuing chaos. Miraculously, Dr. Stark escaped with minor injuries—several burns from Vanko's whips and a black eye sustained in the crash of his vehicle. Thankfully, all affected drivers are expected to make full recoveries.
This unsettling event highlights a shadow from Stark Industries' past: Ivan Vanko's father, Anton Vanko, once collaborated with Stark's own father, Howard Stark, on the arc reactor project in the late 1970s. However, Vanko's tenure at Stark Industries ended abruptly when he was caught attempting to steal project designs, allegedly to sell them to the Soviet Union. The elder Vanko's dismissal and subsequent deportation left a legacy of resentment, now seemingly revived by his son.
Vanko, currently under the custody of Monaco's CRS, faces serious charges for his unlawful and violent acts. Given the severity of the incident, there has been no indication from any nation of intent to extradite him for protection.
Dr. Stark expressed his gratitude to Monaco's CRS and emergency personnel for their rapid response and continued dedication to safety. Stark Industries will be working with officials to further understand the nature of Vanko's suit and prevent any future replications of this technology from falling into the wrong hands.
Stark Industries remains committed to innovation and public safety, and we are reminded that the technology of today demands rigorous ethical standards to safeguard our future.
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"Run the article," Grey said to Christine as the girls gathered in Grey's hotel suite. "It's good. We're so happy to have you on board."
"I'm still waiting for you to explain the Howling Commando that still looks thirty," Christine said with an impeccable eyebrow raise.
"Oh, James, yes, that'll be explained soon, Jayne, you said you'd do the onboarding," Grey said.
"Yeah, well, your dad nearly exploded again. We've been a little busy," Jayne said. Grey sat on the couch and looked at the women gathered.
"Ask your questions," Grey said, spreading her arms wide. She glanced at the legal team, inviting them to ask as well. She understood from Pepper that sometimes her inability to explain things grated on others – something she was keen to avoid. She hated miscommunication tropes. It was the entire reason her and James discussed everything with each other and their therapists, before making major decisions.
Grey answered a dozen questions about her abilities, four about her future plans, and dodged five questions she didn't want to answer. In the end, Natasha and Christine felt more confident about their decision to sign on with Stark Industries.
"Now I just have to tell Fury he lost his best spy," Natasha said, her emotions not visible on her face, but Grey knew she was feeling conflicted.
"You can still work with Fury, Nat," Grey said. "You just can't tell him anything about us that we don't approve."
"I think that's fair. What should I do about the character profile he wants?" Natasha really wanted to make a difference. And once she put aside her own bias against Tony, it was clear to see that his family was doing just that.
"I'll write it," Jayne said. "He's after a specific thing, right?"
Grey looked to Natasha, still unsure just how far Fury's manipulations ran in the movie.
"Fury considers Tony a narcissist," Natasha said. "She wants to use his ego to manipulate him, by approving Iron Man, but not Tony Stark, keep him on as a consultant so SHIELD can use him, but not claim him when he does something ridiculous."
"Fury does realize dad's not a narcissist, right?" Grey asked, scrunching her face in confusion. "Like, not even close? He's not obsessed with himself; he's obsessed with technology. And maybe coffee."
The girls laughed about that, knowing just how much father and daughter liked their coffee. If left alone, the two of them would drink coffee all day and through the night without realizing it. It had happened before and would likely happen again. Especially when Tony dragged Grey along on an engineering binge, or if she dragged him along on a new project that needed designed and planned from the studs up.
Iron Man 2
"We're not even sure if he speaks English," the man in charge said as he escorted Tony and James down the hall to the holding cell where Ivan Vanko was waiting. Tony could see him through the window of the door. He was stripped down to his underwear, sitting on the table in cuffs. "He hasn't said a word since he got here."
"Just five minutes," Tony bargained. Everyone spoke French in Monaco. It was a language Tony learned when he was nine. English was his first language, of course. The he learned Italian, the language of his mother's family. Followed by Japanese, the language of technology, and Chinese, the language of business. Then a few more for fun. He already knew it was a done deal; Grey had negotiated for him when she was giving orders. "Barnes can translate for me if necessary."
"Five minutes," the man said again as he let Tony into the room. Tony and James walked in and watched as Vanko sat there, unphased. It made James twitchy.
"Pretty decent tech," Tony said in English. Vanko didn't respond, but he did sit up a bit, looking around at Tony, noticing James lurking in a shadow. "Cycles per second were low."
"He could've doubled the rotations," James suggested. Spending so much time in the lab with Tony meant that he had started picking up modern technology, something he was very pleased with. James Barnes was a nerd and wanted to learn science. "Passible knock off though."
"I don't get it. A little fine tuning, boom," Tony said, shaking his head. "Massive payday. North Korea, China, Iran, Russia. Black market. You look like you have friends in low places."
"You come from a family of thieves and butchers," Vanko said, chatting like he was at a bar, not in a federal prison. Now, like all guilty men, you try to rewrite your own history, and you forget all the lives the Stark family destroyed. My father is Anton Vanko. He is the reason you're alive."
Tony really wanted to point it out, but he was the reason he was alive. If he absolutely had to give credit to someone else, it would be – in order – Yinsen, Grey, Jim, Pepper, Happy, Helen, James. Sure, Howard created the reactor with or without help, who cared? Tony was the one to miniaturize it. In a cave. With a box of scrap weapons. Who was Anton Vanko to take credit for Tony Stark's genius?
"I'm alive because you had a shot and missed," Tony said derisively. Maybe it was Grey's attitude, but he was sick of people thinking they had a claim to his genius, his family, his things. As if the senate hearing wasn't the biggest pile of shit he'd ever seen. As if he wasn't the smartest person in almost any room.
"Did I?" Vanko asked, smiling with his gold capped teeth. Tony sneered. "If you can make God bleed, people cease to believe in him. If blood is in the water, sharks will come. All I have to do is sit and watch."
Tony was unimpressed. All this, for a drop of metaphorical blood? Tony didn't even bleed on camera. If anything, he was triumphant on camera.
"From a prison cell. I'll send you a bar of soap," Tony said. He crossed the room, patting James on the shoulder. "C'mon James, there's too much crazy here."
"You're not wrong," James said. Then he said something that sounded insulting in Russian, but it was one of the few languages Tony didn't speak – he never could figure out Cyrillic.
"Hey, Tony before you go," Vanko paused, and Tony felt his skin crawl, hearing his first name from the man. "Palladium poisoning. Painful way to die."
"Oh, that's why mine isn't powered by Palladium," Tony said, snapping his fingers at Vanko. He clapped his hands together before knocking at the door, telling the law enforcement on the other side that he was finished. "Yours still is? Your physics degree sure didn't teach you much, did it?"
"Did we learn anything?" James asked in English as they left, heading back to their car.
"We learned that my dad's legacy is still coming back to haunt me," Tony said shaking his head. "Grey better have planned a fantastic vacation while we're here, because I need a break."
"She mentioned a food tour that she was excited for. And said something about the Prince's car collection?" James supplied, opening the passenger door for Tony.
"Good enough for me, let's go relax."
Iron Man 2
"So, Vanko was found dead in his cell, and there's an uprising in Syria, which do you want to hear about?" Christine said as she let herself into Grey's office. Grey held up a finger and finished an email before she turned her attention to the reporter in front of her.
"Vanko wasn't killed, he was broken out by Hammer, he's going to come back to bite us later. I've already sent an anonymous tip to the proper authorities, hopefully something comes from it before Hammer presents stolen work at our expo." Grey shook her head, now acutely aware of the real-world consequences of Superhero Movies. "But if you have news on the explosion in his cell, I'd be happy to hear it."
"Blowing the lock on his cell, caused a critical failure, letting everyone else out of their cells. Final count is five inmates dead through prisoner violence, and three guards. One might have been Vanko, based on cause," Christine reported, looking at her notes. Grey signed and pinched the bridge of her nose, exasperated.
"I do believe he definitely killed at least the one on his way out, do those five include him?"
"No."
"Hmm. So six dead, because someone was obviously his body double. Do you have contacts, can they figure out who it was?"
"They can try," Christine offered. "What are you after?"
"If we can prove Hammer is behind this, he might get extradited to Monaco for trial there," Grey said, tilting her head as she considered it. "If there's an extradition treaty."
"There is an extradition treaty between the United States, and the Principality of Monaco," Bambi said, popping in on Grey's desktop computer. Their signature purple flame lit up the monitor.
"I'll reach out to some friends, see what I can dig up. Oh, Jayne sent me this, asked me to pass it along to you." Christine handed over a printout of Marsha Smith's most recent opinion piece. "I can't believe you read her trash."
Stark Family Takes Time for Sightseeing as Stark Expo Launches Back Home
Marsha Smith
Just days after a dramatic attack on Tony Stark at the Monaco Grand Prix, the Stark family remains in Monaco, enjoying what appears to be an extended stay in the Riviera. Reports indicate that, rather than returning to oversee the recent launch of the Stark Expo or address pressing company matters, Tony Stark, his daughter Margaret, and trusted associate Pepper Potts have been seen relaxing with Monaco's royal family.
This leisurely European vacation comes at an interesting time. The Stark family has been lauded for their public-facing efforts to "revolutionize technology and energy," yet their choice to spend this week abroad raises a few questions about priorities. While the third version of Starkphones was released during their stay and the Stark Expo just launched in New York, it's hard not to wonder whether the Starks' focus is slipping into a world of private jets and royal tours rather than the real work of leading the industry they claim to be transforming.
One could argue that the Starks have earned their rest; Tony, Margaret, and Pepper Potts have each played a role in revamping Stark Industries' image, especially with recent promises of sustainability and ambitious technological goals. But with these promises have come substantial challenges, and Stark Industries remains at a critical juncture. The world was told that the Stark family was turning a new leaf, taking responsibility, and transforming Stark Industries into a force for global good. Yet, with Margaret's title recently passed to Pepper Potts and the family halfway around the world, it's easy to wonder if their vision for the company is as well-grounded as they claim.
The luxury of time off with Monaco's royalty is a privilege few enjoy, and the Starks have certainly leveraged their fame and fortune for this opportunity. But as Stark Industries workers back home are hard at work building the next big thing, one might question whether the family is as committed to their mission as they would have the public believe.
"Well, at least it's short this time," Grey said, reading over it. "She does realize that the Royal family commissioned us to fix their government buildings? Make them green energy friendly? Christine, would you mind-"
"Raking her over the coals in a highly professional manner? Absolutely, it would be my privilege." Christine nodded and turned on her heel before leaving. "I'll email you a draft in an hour!"
An hour later, Grey was grinning from ear to ear, holding Christine's article. It wasn't scathing, but it was pointedly poking fun at Marsha's piece.
"Christine does good work, why didn't we bring her in sooner?"
"Because we had three months where Jayne had nothing to do but announce the Starkphones," Grey explained to Bambi. "Logically, I think she would've stayed, but there's no way of knowing. This way, we've got the expo, and everything else for the rest of the year, and Christine will be kept busy filling her department."
"You needed to establish what the Iron Family was doing, before you could risk bringing more people in, right?" Bambi asked for clarification.
"Yes, exactly. It was hard enough keeping legal busy." Grey shook her head. This was why she ran everything past Pepper. Sometimes things made sense to Grey, but no one else. Pepper was her compass. "Still, Christine does good work."
Stark Family Champions Green Energy Initiatives During Monaco Visit
Christine Everhart, Stark Industries
While the Stark family's visit to Monaco has captured the media's attention, what might be lesser known is the important work that has drawn them there. Far from a leisurely escape, their time in the principality is driven by a purpose closely aligned with Stark Industries' core values—sustainability and innovation.
Invited directly by Prince Albert II and Princess Charlene, Tony Stark, Margaret Stark, and Pepper Potts are assisting Monaco in a groundbreaking green energy transition. The royal family has made significant commitments toward sustainability, with plans to convert the Palais Princier and the Palais de Justice to solar and hydro-electric energy sources. Stark Industries was honored to be called upon to bring its technological expertise to these historic buildings. As a source close to the project, Michel Leroux, Director of Monaco's Energy Transition Commission, explains, "The Stark Family is here at the direct request of His Serene Highness. Tony, Margaret, and Pepper have been pivotal in helping Monaco set an ambitious standard for clean energy."
This collaboration reflects Stark Industries' dedication to environmental responsibility and clean technology. Following the Iron Family's recent efforts in Japan, where they led a substantial humanitarian initiative in the aftermath of natural disasters, the Monaco project exemplifies the global mission that has driven Stark Industries under Margaret's leadership. Her work, along with Tony and Pepper's, remains focused on sustainable, future-focused solutions.
In truth, the Starks' visit to Monaco showcases the kind of commitment that Margaret Stark expressed when she announced her plans to pass the CEO role to Ms. Potts. She continues to support Stark Industries' work while also ensuring the company strengthens its ties to the communities it serves, whether at home or abroad.
The Stark family's presence in Monaco is a testament to their ongoing mission: to create a cleaner, more resilient future for us all. And with forward-looking projects like these, it's clear that the Iron Family is dedicated to real change, wherever their work takes them.
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"To many more birthdays, spent together!" Grey said as she held up her pink mocktail. Celebrating her twentieth birthday, and Tony's still-new sobriety, meant that it was a sober party for everyone. And everyone was there. Pepper flew out Mama Rhodes, as well as Helen and Hali. The legacies all came out, including Jean-Paul Delaunce, great grandson of Jacque Dernier, who was studying to be an explosives expert. Even Sam flew out, Zora stuck firmly by his side, under orders from her mom to not let him go off and mourn by himself.
"Together," Tony echoed, tapping his purple mocktail against her drink. "No more kidnapping, no more losing each other.
Sam was talking with James, discussing their various losses from war, standing near the fireplace in the living room. Grey and James would lock eyes every so often, just checking in. Tony would tease her every time. Pepper was holding court with the legacies, likely telling a Rescue story. Tony knew Jim would be the same way after he was officially promoted and presented with the War Machine suit the following night. He loved telling war stories.
The man in question was playing cards with his mom, Sharon, and Trip. Judging from the frown on his face, he was losing.
"I'm glad you're my dad," Grey said softly.
"I love you too, kiddo," Tony said, bumping their shoulders together.
Tony Stark's Birthday Goes Low-Key: The Reformed Party King Celebrates with Family Only
Social Scene Editor, Violet Lang
In a surprising shift from his usual extravagant soirées, Tony Stark's birthday this year was a far quieter affair. Known for his legendary parties packed with A-list celebrities, this celebration appeared to be a private, family-only gathering. Gone were the revelers and flashing lights that once defined a "Stark Bash." Instead, sources say that Stark kept it cozy and intimate, a far cry from the public persona he's cultivated for years.
Rumors have been swirling that Stark, following a series of sober public appearances, may be leaving his party days behind. And while there was no shortage of intrigue around the event, eager photographers were kept at bay thanks to the heightened security measures Stark Industries has put in place since the 2010 break-in.
Interestingly, there were no signs of any major catering teams, leading some to speculate that perhaps the Starks opted for a quieter meal at home. With no major catering trucks or setups, it's likely the food was prepared in-house or perhaps personally organized by the Stark family.
So, what does this mean for the infamous Tony Stark? Is this really the dawn of a more reserved, family-oriented era for the billionaire? Whatever the case may be, it looks like Stark may have traded his wild nights for something a bit more grounded—and we're all just waiting to see what this new chapter holds.
"I mean it's not the worst article we've ever read," Pepper said with a tone that said she thought it was weird but didn't want to say anything. "But I can't tell if it's mocking or sincere."
"I don't think it matters, it's good for us," Christine explained, sitting next to Natasha, who was holding both their drinks. "Tony came back from Afghanistan and immediately started changing away from who he was before, and into this seemingly new person. If this momentum continues, people will start to forget about the party days."
"Hm, they won't forget," Jayne corrected, cutting into the conversation. "They just won't bring it up, the same way no one talks about Steve Rogers lying on dozens of enlistment forms. People love a redemption story. This is Tony's."
"Tony was always a good person," Pepper said defensively.
"It doesn't matter. He's a better person now. That's all people are going to see." Jayne shrugged like it didn't matter, but Christine knew she was right.
"In the history books, Tony's going to be portrayed as one specific way before and after Afghanistan," Christine said. "I mean look at me. I'd never have signed on if I believed he was the same person that had you kick me out of the house."
Pepper flushed, almost embarrassed for how she treated Christine. Christine didn't hold it against her, they both knew what Tony was like before Afghanistan.
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"Alright everyone, here's how I expect tonight to go down. Vanko is going to call dad to gloat, because we're not expected at the Expo past Jim's promotion. Jarvis is monitoring that line." Grey stood in front of her family doing her best to explain the upcoming battle. "Hammer's scheduled to present seven hammer-drones per branch. That's five branches, that's thirty-five drones."
"The good news is most of them are going to target Tony," James said, standing next to her. He was in charge of strategy when they fought. He often led the ground teams while Jim directed the flyers. Now that Jim had officially been presented with the War Machine suit, he would lead them into battle – when necessary. "Tony's already got a plan in place to fly them around the edges of the Expo. We've got snipers in key locations that will take them out. Tony's doing three laps, while the rest of us work on the Expo itself."
"We expect the Air Force and the Army drones to take flight, that gives him fourteen, twenty-one for us on the ground. I've set up plans. At the same time as Hammer's presentation, I've got a celebrity panel, and a Repulsor shoot competition to try and keep the kids in the safe marked areas." It took Grey weeks to figure out a plan for the battle. "Rescue, Peacemaker, James, and Natasha are going to be on the ground. Trip, Sharon, you two are in charge of evacuation, Jayne has volunteered to run triage with Jennifer. Triage is setting up…?"
"Triage is setting up west of the main entrance in the kiddy park. We've requisitioned a dozen men from Happy, they're running emergency transport, if someone is unable to get themselves to triage. They're on open channel one," Jennifer said, holding her hand up so people knew who was speaking. "Remember to take care of yourself. If we have to rescue you, it's taking resources away from our guests."
"She's right," James said. "I'm not pulling a single one of you out of a fire, so don't screw this up."
"After their three laps, they're going to lead the flyers to Oracle's globe. It has been closed for the night and will remain empty. Remember, these drones will explode at the end of all of this. If you see one, geo-tag it and get everyone clear," Grey continued. "Before they all explode, Vanko himself is coming, and his suit is going to be more powerful, but dad and Jim know what they're doing. We all know what we're doing, so let's make sure this isn't a catastrophe."
"What if nothing happens?" someone in the back shouted.
"If nothing happens, first round's on me," Grey said, getting cheers from everyone in the room. "Now go, get to work!"
"You manage to make it sound easy," James teased, hopping down off their makeshift podium. He turned and picked Grey up, spinning her around before setting her on the ground. She giggled, causing him to smile.
"How about we make it look easy, too, hmm?" James leaned down to kiss her.
Heroism and Havoc at Stark Expo: Iron Family Saves Lives Amid Whiplash's Final Stand
Jayne Vittori, Stark Industries
The Stark Expo, a celebration of innovation and technology, became an unexpected battleground yesterday when Ivan Vanko—infamously known as "Whiplash" after his attack on Tony Stark at the Monaco Grand Prix—made a surprise appearance. Aided by business rival Justin Hammer, Vanko faked his death to escape prison and infiltrate the Expo, where he unleashed an army of 35 Hammer Drones in a coordinated attack aimed at Stark Industries and its founder.
The assault was devastatingly swift, with Vanko and his drones targeting high-traffic areas and high-profile displays, endangering Expo attendees and disrupting the day's events. However, in a swift response, the Iron Family—Tony Stark as Iron Man, Margaret Stark as Iron Peacemaker, and Pepper Potts as Rescue—sprang into action. Their primary mission: to neutralize the Hammer Drones, protect the attendees, and ensure the safety of all present. With the timing of the attack, newly promoted Colonel Jim Rhodes even suited up as the newly minted War Machine.
Visitors praised the courage and resilience of the Iron Family. Queens resident May Parker, who was at the Expo, expressed heartfelt gratitude, recounting a deeply personal moment during the chaos: "Iron Man personally saved my nephew from a Hammer Drone, and I will be forever grateful," she said. Her sentiment reflects the awe and relief felt by countless Expo guests who witnessed the Iron Family's heroic efforts firsthand.
While the Iron Family managed to dismantle Vanko's drones, their victory did not come without personal cost. Margaret Stark, who has recently led Stark Industries through numerous challenges, was severely injured while shielding Pepper Potts from a makeshift javelin hurled by Vanko. Witnesses observed her exiting her Iron Peacemaker armor in a courageous act to protect her colleague, an act that resulted in serious injuries but underscored her unwavering dedication to her team. A company spokesperson shared, "Margaret's bravery exemplifies what Stark Industries stands for. She put her own life on the line to ensure that others were protected."
The attack concluded with Vanko's ultimate attempt to destroy Tony Stark by rigging his suit to explode along with the remaining drones. Fortunately, Iron Man managed to evade the blast, leaving Vanko as the only fatality from the day's events. Stark Industries reports that, despite the severity of her injuries, Margaret Stark is expected to make a full recovery.
In the aftermath, Justin Hammer has been arrested on multiple charges, including domestic terrorism and attempted murder. Rumors indicate that Monaco's Royal Family is contemplating making a request for Hammer's extradition to face additional charges stemming from his role in Vanko's escape from prison. With Hammer now in custody, Stark Industries hopes this will bring an end to a dark chapter of betrayal and violence associated with rogue arms deals and past rivalries.
As the Expo continues past its scheduled end date, it does so in tribute not only to technological advancement but also to the courage of the individuals behind it. The Iron Family's heroism serves as a powerful reminder that, even in the face of relentless opposition, the Stark legacy remains dedicated to the protection and well-being of all. The Stark Expo is now announced to continue through the month of June as interest has only grown. Priority presentation slots are available for booking now through the Stark Industries website.
Grey opened her eyes slowly. She understood, on some level, that she was in the hospital, but she wasn't quite ready for the amount of pain that was radiating from her side. He sat up at the first sign of her moving.
"You're grounded until you're thirty," Tony said dryly from where he was sitting, half asleep next to the hospital bed.
"That's fair, I guess," Grey mumbled. She blinked a few times before leaning to the side to try and sit up. James was at her side before she could even notice that he was in the room. He eased her into a sitting position and held up a cup of apple juice with a straw in it. "What happened?"
"You got stabbed," Tony deadpanned, finally looking more awake. He hit a button on the side of the bed, and another on his phone, summoning nurses and family.
"No shit, Dad. I noticed. I meant after the fight. How's the expo, how much did stock drop? How's mom? Is she okay? What about Nat? Is Hammer in jail?" Grey took a breath as James cut over her.
"Grey, shut the fuck up, alright?" James muttered, glaring at her. Grey pouted, but stopped her questions and accepted the apple juice. "Everyone is fine. Rhodes has some bruising, and a sprained wrist. Pepper is fine, she needed a few stitches on her arm from a spare piece of shrapnel. Tony escaped relatively unharmed, again, mostly bruising."
"Nat is fine, completely whole and in one piece, as is the mother-hen over there," Tony said, indicating James. "Stock dropped by fifteen, but then jumped up by twenty. Marvel is up sixteen points. Hammer is in jail pending trial, the charges are attempted murder, attempted manslaughter, and domestic terrorism. Why are these your questions? You're more concerned with the fallout than yourself? You really are my child."
Tony stared into space like he was trying to remind himself that Grey wasn't biologically related to him. Grey just giggled around the straw in her mouth. Behind James, the door banged open, revealing a half-asleep Christine being dragged along by a perfectly professional Pepper.
"Happy said you were awake! Oh, you idiot, what were you thinking jumping in front of me like that! And without your suit! Oh, I could just strangle you!" Pepper exploded, shoving James out of the way so she could hug the bed-bound Grey. Pepper burst into tears, and Grey carefully wrapped her arms around her, trying to make soothing noises around the mouthful of hair she got.
"Mom, I'm alright. I wasn't gonna let you take that hit; it would've killed you. I'm alright." Grey flushed as she realized that calling Pepper mom was starting to become habit. She mourned but knew her real mom would want her to move on.
"If you ever do something so stupid again, I'll ground you until you're fifty," Pepper threatened weakly, moving back to look at Grey. There were tears in both women's eyes as they looked at each other.
"And I'll smack you one," Christine added. Behind her, James rolled his eyes. He and Tony shared exasperated glances over the heads of the women gathering around Grey. Hali stood off to the side, waiting.
"Let's let Hali do her job, before she starts pulling on ears like she does during PT." Tony called, causing the girls to finally notice. Pepper moved but didn't let go of Grey's hand.
"Am I gonna live?" Grey asked sarcastically.
"We almost couldn't save your stomach from that laceration," Hali said shortly. "Grey, you have to stop doing dangerous stunts like that. You're going to get yourself killed. Stay in your suit!"
"She's right, Grey," Jim said as he walked in behind Dr Cho. "I looked at the suit's camera, and yes, Pepper would've been hit – she would've lived. There was no need to throw yourself out of your suit like that."
"I've lost enough people in my life, I'm not losing any more," Grey said sharply.
"Grey, we don't want to lose you," Jim said. "You do this shit again, and I'm benching you pending full evaluation. I've half a mind to do it anyway."
Grey reared back as if she'd been struck, only to cry out when she pulled her stitches.
"Alright, everyone out, Grey needs to rest," Dr Cho called, giving Jim an apologetic look, before moving to check on her patient. "She needs to heal, and to do that, she needs to rest."
"Thanks, Dr Cho," Grey said.
"He's right you know," Helen said, checking Grey's vitals. "Grey, I've read your file, are you taking medications for your bi-polar two?"
"I had tried a few before I got pregnant. None worked. One sent me manic, two had me throwing up constantly, one came with muscle weakness so bad I couldn't hold my water bottle." Grey shrugged. "I've just been… managing."
"You've been managing poorly. Talk to your psychiatrist, try something else. Jim is serious about benching you if you get hurt like this again."
"I'll have Bambi call Dr Tyler for an appointment," Grey agreed, sighing. "I know I'm not doing well. I do know that. I just don't know what to do."
"Ask for help. That's what you do," Helen said gently, putting her hand on Grey's shoulder. Grey reached up and took her hand.
"Will you help me find meds that work, and don't suck?"
"As soon as you're off bedrest. Again," Helen teased. Grey laughed. She would rest for now, then she'd worry about the impending alien invasion.