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This entire new story is all Liz's fault. All of it. So here's your dedication and damn you and all your glorious plot bunnies.

Just a prologue. If things go as planned I should have the first chapter out by tonight.

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Name: [Name] [Middle Initial] [Surname]

Date of Birth: [Month] [Day]—

“Miss [Surname]?” Your head snapped up, making your [hair color] locks fly around your face. “Mr. Stark is in the elevator and will be down to this floor in 45 seconds.”

Two seconds passed before the words hit you and you jumped off the stool you were sitting on accidentally knocking it to the floor. You grabbed all the papers you had been filling out, folded them up, and then stuffed them in your back pocket. You glanced around the lab for something to grab that would make you seem less suspicious. Half the table was covered in test tubes and papers that belonged to Bruce Banner while the other half was covered in wires and tools that Tony Stark had been using recently to fix his suit. The rest of the room matched that you realized with a panic.

The elevator doors across the room from you opened up just as you picked up a handful of Bruce’s papers. Tony walked out of the elevator with a raised eyebrow. His dark hair was growing longer, but still was styled up out of his face. His signature goatee was trimmed neatly. Tony wore jeans and a black shirt which today was going to be a day filled with tinkering for him. You gave him a toothy grin as he came closer. His dark brown eyes narrowed and he pointed at you, “What are you doing?”

“Just- uh…” You paused, “I wanted to do some…meditation…alone, and this was the only place I could do it. Steve was in the upstairs kitchen and Clint is watching a movie in the lounge area.”

Tony blinked and shook his head, “We have four kitchens in this tower, twelve lounge areas, and I built a mediation room for Brucey two months ago. So what’s the real reason why you’re in my lab?”

The real reason was that you were avoiding him. Pepper had said she needed him to do some work here for some Stark company project which meant the lab was the last place he’d be. Of course, he just had to break habit and be responsible today of all days.

“Right, I needed to get this.” You held up the sheets of papers you had ripped from Bruce’s side of the table, “Bruce said he needed it asap. So I should…go.”

Tony was standing right in front of you. The arc reactor in his chest was gone, removed by a surgery, but you could still picture the blue glow through his shirt. His lips twitched up in a smile. He knew you were hiding something and you knew he’d do anything to find out what it was. You moved to the side to try and get around him. Tony of course just slid in front of you again.

He tapped the top of the papers you were holding, “Do you know what these say?”

“Science, science, numbers, gamma, hulk?” You shrugged.

“I sent him that email two days ago. It’s my lunch order in binary code. So unless he’s finally agreed to pick up my meals for me…?” Tony leaned forward and motioned for you to speak.

“Bye.” You replied and pushed by him. The moment your back was to him he reached for your back pocket and pulled out the papers. You spun around, “Tony!”

“What is this?” He flipped through the papers and read through them. You lunged forward to try and pull the papers away, but he just moved out of your reach. His face hardened and he looked up from the pages to you, “Is this a job application??”