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escapingrealityTitle: Mission
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Fandom: Iron Man
Rating: R
Character/Pairing: Tony/Pepper
Spoilers: None
Warnings: None
Summary: Tony goes on a mission.
Notes: Heir Part 11. 1273 words.
i.Heir
ii.Crazy
iii.Wounds
iv. Talk
v. Norm
vi. Guilt
vii. Change
viii. Imagine
ix. Names
x. Sure
Nothing had changed. There was kissing certainly, but it wasn't enough to get him into the office on time, and certainly not enough to stop him from going on a mission.
Pepper was there though, watching as the armour was fitted to his body. She was laughing at something, which was odd, but he couldn't ask because he was concentrating on being still, and listening to Jarvis to tell him about the mission. When he was fully suited up, he stepped away form the platform and turned to face her, his helmet in his hand.
"What's so funny?"
"I have no idea," she said, with a chuckle.
"Pep?"
"Sorry, I think it's a touch of hysteria."
"Oh."
"I'll be fine," she smiled, "are you going to be okay?"
"I don't know."
He had to be honest, but he noted she kept her face strong, her smile in place still. The eyes gave a lot away though, but he didn't dare look.
"Odds are for a successful mission Mr. Stark," Jarvis cut in.
"You can't always predict what humans are going to do Jarvis."
"Indeed."
They smiled at that and she went over to him but he took a step back. She looked hurt, and he regretted the decision he had made, but needed to stick with it.
"Don't kiss me goodbye."
"O-Kay."
"I thought about it and decided that it might be distracting," he said, reaching out and taking her hand. "I need my focus."
"I understand."
"I'm sorry."
She squeezed his hand.
"You've nothing to apologise for Tony," she said, with a smile. "Good luck."
"I'll be in touch."
She nodded and he put his helmet on, walking away from her with heavy steps before taking off.
zzzzz
It had been a good idea. Not one he particularly enjoyed, but a good one regardless. He knew Pepper would go straight to her office in the mansion and go back to work, and maybe it was the best thing for both of them. To try and separate things between them for a few vital hours. While he risked his life and took out some weapons, without the distraction of being in love and so she didn't worry too much about him.
He wasn't naive, he knew neither of those things were really going to happen, maybe just lessen a little. As he flew he felt able to focus as before. Before he knew Pepper was in love with him too, before he knew what it was like to kiss her.
"Those new instructions in place, in case of emergency, like dying?" he asked Jarvis.
"Yes Mr. stark."
He had to check, he'd only set them into motion the day before, had only sent the sample to the clinic that morning. It was an idea he'd had while playing around with the codpiece of his suit. If anything happened to him, or his family jewels, he wanted Pepper to still be able to have his child. So his sperm was in storage, just in case he didn't come back from a mission, with instructions that Pepper would be told of it's existence three months after any disappearance. He wasn't sure if he should tell her about it just yet, he didn't want to cause her to worry any more, and didn't want to pressure her any more. Just because his boys were there, didn't mean she had to have a child, his child, it just meant she could. If she wanted to.
He realised he was getting distracted as the Atlantic ocean came into view below him, and he had Jarvis go over some of the mission specs again, had the AI repeat the information until he could repeat it himself and be ready. Be successful.
zzzzz
She understood Tony's reasoning, she really did, and agreed with it if it worked for him. It wasn't working for her though. She as just as worried as ever. No more or less. Which proved the strength of her feelings for Tony had been there all along. She didn't like that she hadn't always been clear about her feelings but she had time to worry about it later.
Right now she was too busy worrying about Tony.
She went to her office set up in the mansion, a little work portal away from the HQ, planning to carry on with the days activities. Emails, phone calls, reports, putting meetings on hold, she could do these things while she worried, possibly while she slept but she didn't enjoy the tasks when her mind was so occupied.
All the baby talk seemed insignificant, pointless, when she knew Tony was in danger like this. He didn't want to rush her, they shouldn't have a baby for a months, years, but she felt rushed by circumstance. If Tony died today during this mission, then it was too late, and deep down she wanted a family. She'd always wanted children, eventually, but the eventuality of it had gotten further and further away in recent years. Until a few days ago.
Damn him.
She sighed, tapped a few random letters on keyboard, her email starting 'Mr Hbvggg' instead of 'Mr Howard', and she was reminded of the names Tony wanted to call the baby. Eric Howard Stark.
She liked it.
She needed to focus.
She curbed her impulse to have Jarvis check on Tony's progress, he'd been gone less than two hours, and went back to work. Her job didn't stop because Tony wasn't around. Just her heart.
zzzzz
He came back battered but in one piece.
She had come into the mansion each day at eight, rather than six, which had become her routine while Tony was on mission or on business somewhere without her. She didn't get up any later, but went to the office to pick up anything she might need before heading to the empty house for her work day. As his PA she needed to be wherever he was, or as close as she could get. That had been her reasoning a few months ago, when she was trying to kid herself for the real reason for this new routine. Not that it mattered any more, or mattered then really. No one really questioned the work she did for Tony, or the hours she kept.
She watched as the suit was taken apart and pulled from his body. There was no laughter this time, just relief. Tony was smiling, holding still as he could until he was fully free and he looked in tact. She could feel the usual words of this routine on her tongue, she was ready to ask if he had any injuries, if he needed anything, but it didn't seem right. Not to just launch into business mode, they had blurred the line and she felt lost until he was kissing her.
She hadn't even seen him step away from the platform and walk over to her, but he had and was wrapping his arms around her and kissing hard. He smelt and tasted awful, but felt wonderful, and she kissed him back until she needed air.
"Hey," he said.
"Hey."
She still didn't know what to say, so she kissed him once more, gripping his arms tight.
"Need an ice pack?" she asked, when he pulled away, more through a wobble than through any choice.
He laughed then and she smiled.
"Just a shower, and a lie down."
"I think both can be arranged," she said taking his hands to lead him upstairs. "I missed you," she added, in a quiet voice.
He didn't reply, but felt him squeeze her hand in response.
Author:
popupduckFandom: Iron Man
Rating: R
Character/Pairing: Tony/Pepper
Spoilers: None
Warnings: None
Summary: Tony goes on a mission.
Notes: Heir Part 11. 1273 words.
i.Heir
ii.Crazy
iii.Wounds
iv. Talk
v. Norm
vi. Guilt
vii. Change
viii. Imagine
ix. Names
x. Sure
Nothing had changed. There was kissing certainly, but it wasn't enough to get him into the office on time, and certainly not enough to stop him from going on a mission.
Pepper was there though, watching as the armour was fitted to his body. She was laughing at something, which was odd, but he couldn't ask because he was concentrating on being still, and listening to Jarvis to tell him about the mission. When he was fully suited up, he stepped away form the platform and turned to face her, his helmet in his hand.
"What's so funny?"
"I have no idea," she said, with a chuckle.
"Pep?"
"Sorry, I think it's a touch of hysteria."
"Oh."
"I'll be fine," she smiled, "are you going to be okay?"
"I don't know."
He had to be honest, but he noted she kept her face strong, her smile in place still. The eyes gave a lot away though, but he didn't dare look.
"Odds are for a successful mission Mr. Stark," Jarvis cut in.
"You can't always predict what humans are going to do Jarvis."
"Indeed."
They smiled at that and she went over to him but he took a step back. She looked hurt, and he regretted the decision he had made, but needed to stick with it.
"Don't kiss me goodbye."
"O-Kay."
"I thought about it and decided that it might be distracting," he said, reaching out and taking her hand. "I need my focus."
"I understand."
"I'm sorry."
She squeezed his hand.
"You've nothing to apologise for Tony," she said, with a smile. "Good luck."
"I'll be in touch."
She nodded and he put his helmet on, walking away from her with heavy steps before taking off.
It had been a good idea. Not one he particularly enjoyed, but a good one regardless. He knew Pepper would go straight to her office in the mansion and go back to work, and maybe it was the best thing for both of them. To try and separate things between them for a few vital hours. While he risked his life and took out some weapons, without the distraction of being in love and so she didn't worry too much about him.
He wasn't naive, he knew neither of those things were really going to happen, maybe just lessen a little. As he flew he felt able to focus as before. Before he knew Pepper was in love with him too, before he knew what it was like to kiss her.
"Those new instructions in place, in case of emergency, like dying?" he asked Jarvis.
"Yes Mr. stark."
He had to check, he'd only set them into motion the day before, had only sent the sample to the clinic that morning. It was an idea he'd had while playing around with the codpiece of his suit. If anything happened to him, or his family jewels, he wanted Pepper to still be able to have his child. So his sperm was in storage, just in case he didn't come back from a mission, with instructions that Pepper would be told of it's existence three months after any disappearance. He wasn't sure if he should tell her about it just yet, he didn't want to cause her to worry any more, and didn't want to pressure her any more. Just because his boys were there, didn't mean she had to have a child, his child, it just meant she could. If she wanted to.
He realised he was getting distracted as the Atlantic ocean came into view below him, and he had Jarvis go over some of the mission specs again, had the AI repeat the information until he could repeat it himself and be ready. Be successful.
She understood Tony's reasoning, she really did, and agreed with it if it worked for him. It wasn't working for her though. She as just as worried as ever. No more or less. Which proved the strength of her feelings for Tony had been there all along. She didn't like that she hadn't always been clear about her feelings but she had time to worry about it later.
Right now she was too busy worrying about Tony.
She went to her office set up in the mansion, a little work portal away from the HQ, planning to carry on with the days activities. Emails, phone calls, reports, putting meetings on hold, she could do these things while she worried, possibly while she slept but she didn't enjoy the tasks when her mind was so occupied.
All the baby talk seemed insignificant, pointless, when she knew Tony was in danger like this. He didn't want to rush her, they shouldn't have a baby for a months, years, but she felt rushed by circumstance. If Tony died today during this mission, then it was too late, and deep down she wanted a family. She'd always wanted children, eventually, but the eventuality of it had gotten further and further away in recent years. Until a few days ago.
Damn him.
She sighed, tapped a few random letters on keyboard, her email starting 'Mr Hbvggg' instead of 'Mr Howard', and she was reminded of the names Tony wanted to call the baby. Eric Howard Stark.
She liked it.
She needed to focus.
She curbed her impulse to have Jarvis check on Tony's progress, he'd been gone less than two hours, and went back to work. Her job didn't stop because Tony wasn't around. Just her heart.
He came back battered but in one piece.
She had come into the mansion each day at eight, rather than six, which had become her routine while Tony was on mission or on business somewhere without her. She didn't get up any later, but went to the office to pick up anything she might need before heading to the empty house for her work day. As his PA she needed to be wherever he was, or as close as she could get. That had been her reasoning a few months ago, when she was trying to kid herself for the real reason for this new routine. Not that it mattered any more, or mattered then really. No one really questioned the work she did for Tony, or the hours she kept.
She watched as the suit was taken apart and pulled from his body. There was no laughter this time, just relief. Tony was smiling, holding still as he could until he was fully free and he looked in tact. She could feel the usual words of this routine on her tongue, she was ready to ask if he had any injuries, if he needed anything, but it didn't seem right. Not to just launch into business mode, they had blurred the line and she felt lost until he was kissing her.
She hadn't even seen him step away from the platform and walk over to her, but he had and was wrapping his arms around her and kissing hard. He smelt and tasted awful, but felt wonderful, and she kissed him back until she needed air.
"Hey," he said.
"Hey."
She still didn't know what to say, so she kissed him once more, gripping his arms tight.
"Need an ice pack?" she asked, when he pulled away, more through a wobble than through any choice.
He laughed then and she smiled.
"Just a shower, and a lie down."
"I think both can be arranged," she said taking his hands to lead him upstairs. "I missed you," she added, in a quiet voice.
He didn't reply, but felt him squeeze her hand in response.
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Date: 2009-11-16 05:15 am (UTC)Her job didn't stop because Tony wasn't around. Just her heart. Aww. *sniffle*