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Not Another Iron Man Fanfiction *revised*

Explain Yo'Self

“But I didn’t do anything wrong.”

“You replicated an Iron Man suit without permission,” Coulson pointed out. He opened the trunk of one of the SHIELD cars. “Please disassemble the suit now and put it in this crate here.”

“Where are you taking me?”

“Back to the Stark mansion.”

I didn't move. "You know--"

"--your uncle?" Could on said. "We've been talking. He's more pissed off about his than I am."

Shoot. I was doomed now. SHIELD's existence as a peacekeeping organization was not secret; their activities were. If they turned up, you knew that whatever usually hits the fan was REALLY hitting the fan.

All at once the pride and power I had felt while using the suit fell away, as I detached my armor piece by piece, methodically, and placed it in the crate at the back of the car. Finally I was standing in the black t-shirt and shorts I had been wearing underneath. Coulson opened the
back door, and I slipped into the passenger seat.

Before the door shut, I saw the young woman I had saved call out “Thank you—thank you!” to me, before being propelled away by a medic to an ambulance.

Coulson got into the seat next to me. “Drive, Triplett,” he said to the driver. “Miss Stark, this is
Agent Triplett. SHIELD has a team stationed at the Stark mansion right now.”

“Why?” I said. “Is Tony in trouble?”

“Technically speaking? You both are.”

That shut me up. “I’m sorry,” I said finally.

“I’m sure you are,” Coulson said. “But I think before anybody blames you, I have to make it clear that replicating the Iron Man armor has more ramifications than you were made aware of. Your uncle never told you about the attempts to copy his designs, did he? Or about the court hearings demanding that he turn the suit in to the US Government?”

“Yeah, I knew that.”

“Well, in all fairness, do you think what you did was any different or better than what those people tried to do?”

I blinked. How stupid can you get?

Coulson glanced at Triplett, who merely shrugged and said “This is gonna get funky.”

“I promise, I wasn’t going to sell it on the black market or anything,” I said. “I built that suit because I felt like I wasn’t safe. I did it to defend myself, I had a good reason—“

“Save it. We’re taking you to the mansion right now to sort all this out,” Coulson said. “In the meantime, put on your seatbelt.”

Coulson and Triplett practically dragged me out of the car and into the house. Not roughly, not rudely, but they did. And before I knew it I was standing back in Tony’s living room, my uncle in front of me, hands on his hips and wearing a very ugly printed bathrobe. And an outraged look on his face.

“What. The actual. HELL,” he said.

I winced. “Tony—“

“What were you thinking, flying out like that?! You didn’t know what was out there that could’ve taken you, got the suit and hurt you—I swear to GOD, Iz! I have enough problems!”

“Mr. Stark, you should probably hear Isabella out,” said Coulson. “She tells me she has a good reason for what she did.”

“Oh yeah?” snapped Tony. “What is it? Auction it off on eBay so that people like that Bieber kid have a piece of my tech in their ‘crib’?” He made quotation marks in the air with his fingers. A couple of feet behind me, Agent Triplett snickered.

“Why is SHIELD here?” I demanded. “What are you still not telling me? I knew something was up, I knew you were going off the rails and last night really sealed it. I needed to protect myself somehow; so I—“

“Built a suit? To protect yourself? Because you didn’t trust me? Can you imagine how selfish that sounds?”

I clenched my fists. “You’re talking to me about selfish? ‘I have enough problems,’” I said, quoting him from earlier. “Tony, if there’s something out there still threatening us, I deserve to know—“

“That’s enough, from both of you!”

We both turned to look at Coulson, stunned. Did he just raise his voice at us? Triplett looked surprised too, but said nothing. Coulson, never missing a beat, took advantage of the second’s silence. “Now Agent Triplett and I drove all the way to a disaster zone on the freeway to shut you down,” he said, directing his words to me, “but the only thing I see here that needs fixing is both of your attitudes. Will you start acting like a family and tell each other the truth?”

“Look, you can’t just—“ began Tony, but Coulson cut him off.

“This won’t fix all of your problems, Mr. Stark, but it is going to solve one of them,” he said.
“What we’re going to do now is leave you both to talk about this, and I want you to tell each other the truth. That’s how this mess is going to get cleared up.” He turned to me. “Convince your uncle that the armor you stole is not going to be threat, and you convince me. No more secrets, no more trust issues, and definitely no more Iron Girl.” He turned around. “Trip, come on. I have some Hostess Donettes in the car, we can eat them in the foyer.”

“’Iron Girl’?” I said incredulously.

“What else is he supposed to call you?” Agent Triplett pointed out as they left.

That left Stark and Stark together in the living room. The steel crate containing my suit had been dragged in by the agents upon our arrival and was now placed on the floor between us, daring us to confront its existence.

“Well?” I asked.

“Well?” Tony demanded. “You wanna explain why you went full ‘Iron Girl’?”

“I wasn’t—I didn’t mean to save those people. I mean, I did, but I—“ I sighed. “I felt threatened, okay? I panicked. I replicated the Iron Man suit to defend myself if you—“

“—couldn’t protect you?” he finished. “Yeah. I get it.”

“Good,” I said. “Now what did you—“

“I’m dying, Iz,” Tony said suddenly, and I fell silent.



I just read chapter 17 and if we're making Harry Potter referenes then all I have to say is.... FIFTY POINTS FOR GRIFENDOR!!!!

Natasha Barton Natasha Barton

YAY!!!! DRUCK TONY!!! Not that it's anything new! :)

Natasha Barton Natasha Barton

Whoa! This is so good! :)

Natasha Barton Natasha Barton

Keep writing!!!

Abbyfish Abbyfish

Good job, keep up the good work.

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