Tony Stark's Daughter

Chapter 2

"Hey Jarvis, where is everyone?" i ask walking down the hall slowly.

"Everyone is in the common room Ms.Stark." Jarvis replys only a couple of seconds after I asked.

"Thank you Jarvis." I pick up my speed a bit and walked to the common room which is nice because I can get some orange juice to regain the strength I lost from the lack of blood. All I got to do is go in, say hi to everyone and get some juice. I can't hint at anything that happened only 30 minutes ago.

I walk into the common room and everyone is sitting around enjoying themselves drinking a bit and telling stories.

"Hey honey, hows it going?" Tony as you walk in. He was sitting on a single-person chair with black leather and a retractable foot rest. He was sitting in the chair a little weirdly, he was sitting sideways in the chair with a leg on top of the other leaning his head off the other side. I can tell me has had a fair amount to drink just how he is sitting and how is is slurring some of his words.

I didn't know what to say so I just say "Its going fine. I was just coming in to get something to drink and see what people were doing." you reply with a small fake smile. Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanoff and Thor Odinson were sitting in the room as well, drinking and socializing.

"Do we not have any missions today?" I ask as I walk over to the kitchen like area grabbing a cup from a cupboard for the juice I came for.

"Surprisingly no. There is absolutly nothing going on, it feels, strange." Steve says as he takes small sips of his drink.

I pour some juice in the cup and put the rest back in the fridge. "That is strange." Steve and Natasha are sitting together on the couch, they had become good friends over the years with working together on missions. It was nice to see them hanging out together outside of a mission today.

"Well I'm going to go back to my room and do some write ups on some past missions, I'm a little behind on all that stuff." I say as I walk over to Tony. I lean down to him to kiss his cheek but he pats me on the arm where I cut myself and I flinch "shit!" i say as I jump away from his pat.

"Hey! Language" Steve warns as he pointing at me.

"Jesus kid, whats wrong?" Tony qeustions as he sits up from his unusal postion.

shit, shit,shit. What do I say? I could say I walked into a wall or a door but that wouldn't put me in that much pain. I can not tell them about what is really wrong. "i-uh, I hurt my arm when I was training this morning." I say taking the risk that someone might have been in the training rooms today.

"You should be more careful. What were you doing?" Natasha qeustion not completly believing my delayed response.

Push ups, punching bag, flips. FLIPS, thats what i can say. "I was practicing some flips and landed on my arm the wrong way thats all" I say countering her qeustion.

"You should be more carful, I could always call Valkyrie to come help with those. Last time I checked she was really good at that stuff." Thor says just sitting there listening to our conversation across the room.

"No,no, You dont need to do that. I will just keep practicing. But thank you for the offer." I say not actually wanted to practice with Valkrie. She is just over the top and wont go easy on you when you train. I geuss it is good for practice but still. "I'm just going to go back to my room and do the write ups." i say slowly walking towards the door.

"Bye guys" I say as I walk out of the room back down the hall to where my room was located. I can't believe I was almost caught. I have to be more careful next time.

"Was it just me or was Sasha acting a little weird just now?" Natasha asks once I leave the room and get far enough away so i didn't hear her.

"She's probaly just tired from her training." says Thor, he is usally one of the last people to get a hint or pick up on someones change in atitude. That makes it easier to hide things from him.

I get to my door and slide in and close it behind me. I slide down the door onto the floor and hold my head in my hands and let out a long loud sigh. I sit there for a couple of minutes just thinking of what just happened and if someone had caught my little lie about training. I really hope Natasha dosen't think to much of it.

After a bit I and up and walk to my bed and see the knife and blood stain on my bedside table. Shit, I forgot to clean that up. I jog to my bathroom and grab a cleaning solution and a sponge. I start scrubbing the blood off the table just begging that it will come off.

Thankful most of it comes off. I grab a place mat from the top of my closet where I store my extra shit and place it over the rest of the stain to hide it. The place mat looks pretty normal so no one should be suspicious.

I grabbed the knife and throw it into a spare box hidden away in the back of my closet just so I have it for other occasions. I push the box as far back into my closet and cover it with more boxes filled with random items and close the doors.

I went to my desk across the room and plop my self into the chair and open my laptop. I pull up the mission domuments and start to write an explanation of what happened and who did what.

After a while I my eyes start to fell heavy and I have troubles keeping them open so I decide to go to bed. I throw my body onto my bed, get under the covers and let myself flout into a dream filled sleep.