Skye Stark's Daughter (Stark's Daughter 3)

Chapter 17

A bright light pulls me out of my sleep. I push it away, my body numb.

"Why, hello to you too." A voice mutters. I flicker my eyes open to see a doctors face in mine.

"Ugh! I hate hospitals." I mumble, looking at the UV drip in my hand.

"No one likes them." The doctor points out.

"You were released four days ago." He points out.

"Yes, i was in a fire." I impatiently explain.

"And what happened to you today?"

"I fell down the stairs, into a window and lots of metal." I lie.

"Oh yes because you're a missile designer."

"Yep." I mutter, looking through the glass and seeing James stood by the window, biting his nail.

"Your friend is outside. Do you want me to let him in?" The doctor asks.

"Yes please."

The doctor walks out and opens the door, says something to James and he walks in.

"Hey." He mumbles.

"Thanks." I say, smiling through the pain killers.

"Why was he attacking you?"

"He was on one of those mind control pills, he didn't know what he was doing. I was a second away from actually killing him."

"It didn't look like that to me."

"All i had to do was hit his arc reactor and he would have died." I point out.

"Zeke is coming in. Pepper is looking after your kids."

"Zeke's going to go mental, he said he didn't want me involved." I sigh.

"I got this." James whispers, passing me a slip of paper with a address on.

"What's this for?"

"I don't know. Tony gave it me." He says.

"What did he say?"

"He was confused and didn't know what had happened." James explains.

There's a knock at the door and Zeke races in.

"Are you alright?" He asks, kissing my forehead and holding my hand.

"Not really. I almost got killed by my dad." I point out.

"Were his eyes black?"

"Yes." I whisper.

"Im so sorry." He mutters and i lean my head on his chest as he holds me.

"I'll go check on Tony." James says.

"Thanks James."

Zeke strokes my hair and squeezes my hand.

"Why didnt you just push him off?"

"I did, then he punched me twice, pushed me onto the floor and smashed my head against the floor." I explain.

"Im so sorry." He apologizes.

"I tried to snap him out of it. I did, i reminded him about Pepper."

"You're so strong." He whispers.

*

Zeke scoops me into his arms like he did on our wedding night and carries me into the living room. Hope races up to me and sits on my lap, making me gasp for air as i gently slide her off.

"Mummy, what happened?" She asks, her big eyes looking up at me.

"I fell down the stairs at Grandads." I lie.

"Are you okay now?"

"Yeah, Im fine."

I hear the doorbell ring and start to get up to answer it. But Zeke stops me.

"I got it." He says as he walks to answer it.

"What do you want?" I hear him ask. I stand up, ignoring the shooting pains and follow him to the door. My dad stands, his face pale and eyes bloodshot.

"Zeke." I mutter as i place a hand on his arm, mostly leaning on it

"Hey." I say.

"Here." He says, throwing me a key. I go to grab it, but the pain stops me and the key slips through my fingers. I sigh and Zeke picks it up and hands it to me.

"What is this for?"

"Stark Industries."

"It got burnt." I remind him.

"I want you to redesign it. Make it whatever you want." He says.

"Oh, thanks." I mutter.

"How did you get me out of it?" He asks, his eyes shifting to Zeke.

"I just talked about Pepper, your wedding and how in the future you may decide to have kids." I whisper.

"Ok, thanks. Did you get the paper from James?"

"Yes, thanks."

"I'll speak to you later." He mutters and walks off.

Zeke shuts the door and turns to me.

"What paper?"

"Just a list of things i said i would sort out for their wedding." I lie, kissing him and walking to the bedroom, taking pain killers and they take over as i drift off to sleep.