IRON MAN
Y/N wakes to the sound of her alarm blaring in her ears. "Okay.... I hear you, Hush!" Y/N groaned sitting up in the bed. Turning off the alarm Y/N shields her face from the sun. As she stands, Y/N's hand managed to caress the scar that was located on her neck and ran all the way down her back.
Pushing away the memory, Y/N stretches before heading into the bathroom to take a shower.
After the shower Y/N changes into something work appropriate and got ready for the day. Heading downstairs the only sound that was heard was the typing of the tablet in Y/N's hands. Other than that it was quiet. But that didn't last for long because once Y/N looked up she saw one of Tony's broads tampering with Jarvis.
Rolling her eyes Y/N looks back at the tablet before turning to leave but was stopped by the sound of talking. "Well, well, well. If it isn't the famous Y/N L/N. After all these years, Tony still has you picking up the dry-cleaning."
Y/N internally scoffed "If you must know, miss, Pepper and I do anything and everything that Mr. Stark requires. This includes occasionally having to taking out his trash. Is that all?" Y/N says giving a snarky smile.
After forcefully having to escort Tony's one night stand out, Y/N emailed Pepper some important information as she headed down to Tony's lab. Y/N could hear the music from half way up the stairs. Before entering the lab Y/N lowered the music. "Please don't turn down my music." Tony spoke as he continued to work.
"I wouldn't have to, if you were halfway around the world right now. Which you're supposed to be." Y/N tells him. "How'd she take it?"
"Like a champ."
"Why are you trying to hustle me out of here?" Tony says. "Your flight was scheduled to leave a hour an half ago." Y/N crosses her arms.
"That's funny, I thought with it being my plane and all, that it would just wait for me to get there." Tony says. "Tony, I need to talk to you about a couple things before I gotta get you out of the door." Y/N says looking at the clipboard.
"Doesn't it kind of defeat the whole purpose of having your own plane if it departs before you arrive?" Tony turns around and faces Y/N.
Y/N sighs before speaking "Larry called. He's got another buyer for the Jackson Pollock in the wings. Do you want it? Yay or Nay."
"Is it a good representation of his spring period?" Tony asks. "Um. No. The Springs was actually the neighborhood in East Hampton where he lived and worked. Not "spring" like the season. So I think it's a fair example. And I think it's extremely overpriced." Y/N explains.
"I need it. Buy it. Store it." Tony says as he starts to walk to the other side of his lab. Y/N smiles "Alrighty. The MIT commencement speech..." she says following Tony.
"...Is in June. Please, don't harangue me about stuff that's way, way, down..." Tony says finishing for Y/N. "But, they're harassing me, so I'm gonna go ahead and say yes." Y/N replied.
"Deflect it and absorb it. Don't transmit it back to me." Tony spoke. "Tony, I really need you to sign this before you get on the plane."
Tony walks over to Y/N who was flipping through papers "What are you trying to get rid of me for? What, you got plans?" he questioned. Y/N looked up at him "As a matter of fact, I do." she says looking back at the papers.
"I don't like when you have plans." Tony says.
"Am I not allowed to have plans on Pepper's birthday." Y/N furrowed her eyebrows. "It's her birthday?"
"Yes."
"I knew that. Already?" Tony says.
"Mhm. Ain't that a coincidence? It's the same day as last year. And the year before that." Y/N replies. "Get yourself something nice for me." Tony tells Y/N.
"How generous. But Pepper and I already did." Y/N says. "And?"
"Oh, they were very nice."
"Yeah."
"Very tasteful. Thank you, Mr. Stark." Y/N adds. "You're welcome, Miss L/N." Tony says before finishing whatever was in his tea cup and handing it back to Y/N. "Okay." Tony says and Y/N follows behind him.
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Later Y/N was sitting down on the couch responding to emails when her phone rang. Looking at the caller ID she immediately answered the phone. "Hello?" Y/N smiled scrolling on the tablet.The person on the other end spoke "Hey, stranger!" the person said. "Natasha! How long has it been?" Y/N jokes. "We literally talked last night." Natasha replied. "I know, I just like messing with you." Y/N laughs.
"So, how are you doing?" Natasha asked genuinely.
"Honestly, it's okay. Although, I do miss going on missions in the field." Y/N sighs. "Don't worry, you'll be back sooner or later." Nat says.
"Clint told me the exact same thing." Y/N adds.
"Well, he's right. Just give it some time." Natasha assures. Y/N talked to Natasha for a little longer before she had to return to the mission she was on. After hanging up it was getting pretty dark out so Y/N decided to order some Chinese food.
Soon the food came and Y/N watched some tv while she ate. Once she was done Y/N figured that she should head to bed because there was a lot of stuff that she had to do in the next morning.
Just as Y/N was getting ready to go to her room her phone rang again. Thinking it was either Natasha, Clint, or Pepper calling she answered the phone. "Y/N speaking."
But to Y/N's surprise it was Rhodey "Y/N..." he spoke into the phone. "Oh no, I know that tone. Is something wrong?" Y/N spoke into the phone. "Tony's missing." Rhodey tells Y/N.
Y/N stopped in her tracks "Wait, what are you serious?" Y/N could hear James sigh on the other end of the line. "Can I help in any way?" Y/N asks as her breath staggered.
"No, unfortunately. But I'll call and give updates." Rhodey says before hanging up and Y/N doing the same.
Walking slowly to her room Y/N sighs as she enters and sits down at the foot of the bed. With Tony missing, that meant Obadiah had to run the company. And even Y/N knew that with him running it some real messed up shit would happen.
A/N: I hope this was pretty decent.
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