Even if Tony was only a few hours away, arriving at home was, as if he had been away days, if not weeks.
Smiling, he got out of the elevator and headed for his sons' rooms.
Once at Peter's room, he knocked briefly on the door and then slowly opened it.
He quietly entered the room and looked around.
"Pete?" He whispered and went to the bed.
When he got to the bed, he lifted the blanket a little and looked straight into his son's face.
With a smile, Tony ran his hand through Peter's hair and leaned over him.
"Sleep well my little prince," he whispered and kissed Peter on the forehead.
Slowly Tony got up again and made his way into Quentin's room.
Once there, he knocked on the door and even got an answer.
"Come in."
It came quietly from the other side and Tony opened the door.
"Well my big one, why are you still awake?", He asked and walked to his son.
"Peter was awake a few hours ago because he missed you and didn't want to go to sleep without you and maybe I missed you too. But I'm awake because I couldn't sleep."
Quentin heard a sigh from his father and not long after, he felt something heavy on his shoulder.
"You know Quentin, you and Peter ... You are both very smart and brave for your age."
Smiling Tony made himself comfortable.
"Both of you have had to experience a lot, I mean which 8 or 13 year old had to experience how his own father came home with a lot of injuries or worse.
You both see me as good as always, but somehow you don't..."
Tony sighs.
"You two are the best thing that could ever happen to me. I don't know how far I would have gotten without you. You have helped me in so many situations and cheered me up no matter how terrible I was to you. Sometimes I really want to just stop being Iron man but then I think what would happen to the world. How would my team take that and most of all what would you think. I know that Peter has a very big favor with me being Iron man and that I 'protect' the world but I don't want, one day to come to the point that I lose one of you or even that you lose me.
I couldn't bring it to my heart. "
Tony was glad Quentin listened to him without speaking.
When he still had no reaction after a few seconds, he sat down properly and looked at him.
"Well great, there is no normal story, then you fall asleep immediately."
Smiling but shaking his head, Tony got up and properly covered his eldest.
"See you later, my hero."
Quentin also got a kiss on the forehead before Tony left the room.
As quiet as possible, Tony closed the room door and then made his way to the common room.
Exhausted, he sits on the couch and stares at the ceiling.
He went through the mission again and got stuck on the Unknown Man.
Tony quickly got up to get a sheet of paper and a pen.
He banished everything from his thoughts that was not this man.
Tony's hand literally hovered over the paper and he tried to remember every detail imaginable.
Hours passed and he came to an end slowly but surely.
Satisfied, he put the pen away when he had finished the last line and looked at the now painted paper.
"FRIDAY, please look for every person who matches this face."
A few minutes later, two images appeared on a hologram.
Tony's eyes flicked over the details until he was sure who he had met.
"Stephen Vincent Strange. " he read the name quietly and asked FRIDAY to create a folder with information about him.
The artificial intelligence was ready in a very short time and Tony read the information calmly.
"Well then Strange..." Tony sighed.
"Looks like I have to make myself known to you."
A smaller chapter but I hope you like it.
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