Yes... Mr Stark?

[5] Problems.

I wake up the next morning sighing, sitting up in my bed and rubbing my eyes. Once again I had to listen to some very disturbing sounds pretty much all night. Why did he give me the room under his own? I walk into the kitchen so I could make Tony, Pepper and I some breakfast. Knowing Pepper, the 'guest' will be out of the house within the next hour or two. Tony and I had 3 hours to get to the airport, so he had to be getting up soon. I hope he also realised that it was Pepper's birthday today, as she had told me that he always forgot.

I sat at the bench for a couple of hours since I had gotten up so early. I already got a call off of a pissed Rhodey, explaining that they were going to hold the plane and I needed to get Tony there ASAP, but I knew better than to disturb him if he had a late night. *cough*

At about 9 or 10, I hear the soft footsteps of a woman, and see the unfamiliar face of the reporter walking around the lounge room. I leaned my elbows on the counter, watching her while eating some grapes. She tried to open the door to go down into the lab. I smile when I also see Pepper walk out.

"You are not authorized to access this area." JARVIS speaks up, scaring the crap out of her.

"That's Jarvis. He runs the house." I say, scaring her once again and making her turn around.

"I've got your clothes here. They've been dry-cleaned and pressed, and there's a car waiting for you outside that will take you anywhere you'd like to go." Pepper also says, handing her a bag. The woman smirks evilly, although she isn't awesome enough to scare us.

"You must be the famous Pepper Potts and Samantha Rolling." She says

"Indeed we are." Pepper says with a sweetly sick voice.

"After all these years, Tony still has you picking up the dry-cleaning." I sit down and start eating some of the eggs that I had made, knowing that shit was going to go down.

"I do anything and everything that Mr. Stark requires including, occasionally, taking out the trash. Will that be all?" I literally snort, holding out my fist and Pepper bumps it with her which made Christine huff in anger and walk out the front door with Tony's shirt still on her.

"Jeeze. Pepper." I giggle. "You never cease to make me laugh. By the way, Happy Birthday!" I squeal, hugging her. She laughs and hugs me back tightly.

"Thank you Sam." She tells me, hugging me back just as tight.

"I didn't get you anything very big, but I have a spa appointment for you and a couple of friends later today at 6, so... here." I hand her the tickets that I brought down with me and she chuckles. "Now if you excuse me, I have to get a hungover man to the airport before Rhodey comes over her himself and kills us." I say pulling out my phone to text Rhodey an apology.

'I'm so sorry, Rhodey. I'm trying to get him up now... Be there no later than 10...'

"I need to talk to him anyway, so I'll come with." She says, placing some heels on her feet. We get to the bottom of the stairs where Tony was sitting blasting his music to the max. "Jarvis turn off the music please." And the music goes off. God, I love Jarvis.

"Your flight was scheduled to leave an hour and a half ago. " I say, making Tony roll his eyes and look towards me. I can tell he has a hangover. "They've already had to push it forward once; they aren't going to do it again." I warn.

"That's funny. I thought with it being my plane and all, that it would just wait for me to get there." He smiles at me, looking into my eyes.

"Tony, I need to speak to you about a couple things before I get you out of the door." Pepper says, walking towards him with a clipboard.