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Tony had always expected to be approached by a woman one day with the news that he was a father. Well, it had been a silly joke, one he would always make with Pepper around. He never thought it would come true. Tony a dad! Anthony Edward Stark a father! … That could only spell for disaster.
A tall, blond woman had approached him one day, while he was on his way out of a meeting.
‘’Mr. Stark? Excuse me! … Mr. Stark a moment please.’’
The man had stopped on the spot, letting his gaze wonder on the woman. She was dead gorgeous. She had to be at least 5’11’’, busty breast, double D? Probably and killer legs with a pair of glossy black heals. He shot her a charming smile and walked up to her.
‘’What can I do for you babe? Have we met before?’’
She smiled back with a flutter of blue eyes behind long eye lashes then laughed at him. No she only knew him by name or more by reputation actually, not personally thou. But she was here about the mater of his daughter, Evelyn White Stark.
That froze the man up, his smile faded and he looked stun for a second before recomposing himself. Since when did they start giving them his last name? Wasn’t that illegal or something? His eyes wonder around, searching for his ‘’daughter’’. It was precisely at that moment that Pepper made her appearance.
‘’May I help you?’’ She peeped at the woman, offering a smile.
‘’Yes, I have legal papers here about Mr. Stark's daughter. I believe this should be discussed in private”
‘’Yes of course’’ She turned swiftly to Tony, glaring at him. Another one! Everyone knew of Stark’s soirees with everything that had long legs and big breast. So it hadn't come with a surprise for the red head assistant. They had been approached so far by seven different women claiming the same outcome since his exclamation on being Iron man.
Pepper grabbed at Tony’s arms and pulled him to his office, leading the other party behind.
‘’Please have a seat, Mrs…?’’
‘’Victoria … thank you.’’
Tony fled away behind his desk, sitting in front of his computer, crossing his arms at his chest.
‘’So Victoria,’’ Pepper started ‘’I’ll take a look at those documents if you please’’ Victoria handed the file with a smile, and shot a quick glance at Tony.
On his part Tony was having a mini heart attack. Who wouldn't? Every time it had happened, he had been left with a weight at the pit of his stomach. He never liked these situations. Sure the nights were awesome, but not worth a kid. It wasn’t like he was Father material or anything, on the contrary. Everyone knew that if he ever did end up having a kid, he wouldn’t know what to do with it. God, he’d probably just throw money at it and ask it to take care of himself.
Tony dared a glance in the girl’s directions. She was average height, probably 5’4, short brown hair, cut close to her head in a tomboy-ish style, brown eye from what he could tell from his seat at the desk. He raised an eyebrow at her choice of clothing. She bore an AC/DC t-shirt, some old pair of jeans, torn at the knees and a leather jacket attached at the waist. She even had his signature pair of aviator’s sun glasses hung at the neck of her shirt. Well, they certainly got his wardrobe correct. But there was something in her stance and way of being screamed Tony Stark. Nah, it couldn’t be. It was probably just his over reacting mind telling him bullshit. He doubted he was her father. Come on how old was she? 15? He frowned and pouted in disbelief. It wasn't his first rodeo.
That’s when Pepper turned to him, frowning. Something was wrong. He stood from his chair and ripped the file form his assistant’s hands, scanning through them hastily.
Name: Evelyn White Stark,
Age: 15
Location of Birth: Los Angeles, California, USA
Parents:
Mother: Lucile Campbell White,
Father: James Cole, Edward Caine, Issac Yen,
Alexander Du bois,Raphael Daaile
Anthony Edward Stark
Yadidah, didah…. Boring! Come on give me the good stuff, he thought. Ah here!
The custody of Mrs. Evelyn White Stark was given to Foster services of New York to confirm parentage to Mr. Antony Edward Stark. Client believes that Mr. Anthony Edward Stark may be the father of Miss Evelyn White Stark. Mrs. White could never confirm the exact father of her daughter, since had had been with numerous partners at the time of conception.
‘’What? That doesn’t make sense. The list of possible fathers is longer than my social security number.’’ He stated, not impressed. This was going to be another failed attempt at getting to his bank account.
‘’And who is she anyways’’ He asked eyeing Victoria some more from his vintage point.
Victoria sigh then answered softly ‘’She was the daughter of Corporal Robert Cane White. I believe you've had a trial with the man some years back. Something to do with a lawsuit against the Department of Defense. It was concerning some illegal weapons manufacturing and export.’’
At those words Tony’s face fell. How could he forget that episode? The man had stolen some of his weapons schematic’s and had recreated them for marketing purpose. Of course they were never as good as the one he made. But still, no one steals from Tony Stark for profit. He had found out about the man and his actions during his stay with Obadiah Stane at the time. His best lawyers had destroyed the case in matter of days.
On a better note he remembered the man’s daughter. Tall, blond, blue eyes, very attractive. He also remembered the night or nights in this case. Shit! Wait, he always made sure to wear a condom, he wasn't that stupid.
‘’Yeah I remember her, what of?’’
‘’She died in a car accident four days ago’’ Victoria replied dryly.
‘’Well that sucks… what of? No offence kiddo’’ He shot like it was nothing to Evelyn. Evelyn shrugged, not impressed or not caring.
‘’Tony!’’ Pepper crossed her arms on her chest, looking at him dangerously, ashamed of his lack of sensibility on the matter. The woman was dead, have some sympathy for god’s sake she thought to herself.
‘’What? It’s true. Tough luck, so did mine… And that still doesn't prove that she’s mine. Last I check I always wear a condom.’’ He replied, mimicking Pepper’s posture.
‘’Paperwork states that she believes she mine… not that she is’’ He added quickly.
Victoria stared at the man. He did match his reputation.
‘’Then you won’t object to a blood test?’’
‘’Not at all, go head.’’ He pulled up his sleeve, ready for action. He wasn’t going to object. He was NOT her dad end of story. Tony Stark does not make father material, ever!
He quickly learned that the blood test was more than that. The woman had proceeded to take some blood for lab analysis, as well as a swab of this saliva. She had stabbed the cotton stick in his cheek, before smiling to him apolitically. Once everything was taken care of, she stood up and turned around, but not before given them both a farewell.
‘’Thank you for your cooperation’s Mr. Stark. I will be back tomorrow with the results.’’
‘’Sure, or you could come and have a drink with me to celebrate that I’m not her father’’
She looked back at him with a mocking smiled, then answered.
‘’We will see, good by Mr. Stark.’’