"Good morning, Mr. Stark. I trust you slept well?"

I greeted the genius billionaire playboy philanthropist with a warm smile as he walked through the door in his silken robe.

"I did," he shot a smile back, groaning and stretching his muscles as he plopped down onto the lounge.

I flipped the pancakes on the pan a couple more times before placing them on a plate with a huge scoop of ice-cream, drizzled in golden syrup with a few strawberries on top. I tucked my red curls behind my ear and walked over to where he sat, placing his plate on the coffee table in front of him because I knew he didn't like to be handed things.

He sat up straight, eyeing me as I sat down on the love seat and watched him reach for his plate.

"Jarvis could have done that." He raised an eyebrow.

"I was more then happy to make you some breakfast, Mr. Stark." I smiled, getting back up and pouring some orange juice for him, heels clicking against the floor.

He chuckled lightly as he demolished the pancakes, obviously enjoying the meal. I sat back down, waiting for him to finish.

"What do I have to do to know your story?" he asked, placing his plate down and chugging the remainders of his juice.

"I'm sorry, sir?" I asked in mock innocence, frowning slightly.

"You know what I mean. Your so distant, so professional, there must be more to you then a pretty face." He laid back, folding his hands behind his head.

"I'm afraid that there is nothing too exciting about me, sir." I lied, little did he know.

"Mhm, that would explain the photo shoot in Tokyo…" he murmured quietly, loud enough for me to hear, but I acted oblivious.

"Sir, Miss Pott's is on her way." Jarvis's voice suddenly interrupted the short conversation. I stood up quickly, straightening out my knee-length black dress and folding my hands behind my back expectantly.

"Good morning, Miss Pott's." I greeted kindly, smiling at her as she walked through the door in her usual neat attire.

"Morning, Natalie." She smiled kindly back, but there was something stony in her expression.

"Hey, Pepper, you missed out on breakfast!" Stark stood up as well, pointing to me with a grin. "Natalie is also a great cook."

I smiled. "I would be more then happy to make some for you, too, Miss-"

"No, no, I'm sure it was lovely, but I already ate." She said with an expression that looked like she was afraid I would poison her.

I nodded, walking over to the kitchen sink and cleaning the dishes I used to cook with. Stark and Pepper began chatting quietly by the lounge, and I didn't bother trying to listen in.

I sighed, closing my eyes as I scrubbed the dishes longer then necessary. I needed to do something, spar, go for a run, anything other then being crammed inside all day organizing Stark's life with a woman who didn't trust me.

I leaned against the bench. My body wasn't used to being so… normal.

I just hope Stark finds a cure to his sickness soon so I can stop keeping tabs on him and finally go home.

Well, finally go back to S.H.I.E.L.D, the only real home I have other then the small apartment in New York, which I rarely ever visited.

This was going to be yet another long day full of phone calls and paper work and heels that clicked with every step I took.

.

By the time I was ready to go home, it was 10:30pm and I was about to snap my phone in half if another person called.

"I really wish you would cancel your party, Tony. With everything that has happened lately, it's the worst thing you could do." I heard Pepper argue with Stark at the door of her office.

"Pepper, just shush, honestly, you need to relax, let loose. Right, Natalie?" Stark called over to me, and I looked over my shoulder and pretended that I didn't know what they were talking about.

"Pardon, sir?"

"Oh, we were just discussing tomorrow night." Pepper rushed, smiling sourly at me. "We're going to head off now. I'm sorry I'm leaving you here with all this paper work to file away."

"Oh, it's no problem at all," I smiled, and said goodnight as they made their way out of the large office. When I was sure they were gone, I walked over to the other side of the large desk and plopped down onto the plush black chair. I hadn't sat properly all day, and these heels were killing me!

I continued to separate the large pile of paper into files and draws, setting them in alphabetical order and reading a few important passages that I would need to remember for later. I was almost finished, when my phone began to buzz on the desk.

I growled, who would be calling at this time of night?

"Natalie Rushman of Stark Enterprises here, how may I help you?" I said in my fake sweet tone, rolling my eyes as I stood up and wondered around the room.

"Natalie Rushman? Oh, it seems I have the wrong number, sorry."

I smiled, I could recognize that voice anywhere.

"Hey, Barton."

He chuckled over the line, and I stroked the petals of the white flowers that sat in a crystal vase on the smooth desk.

"How's it going over there?" he asked, and there was an irritating noise in the background of the speaker.

"Boring. This man is so obnoxious, I don't get why so many women make such a fuss over him!" I sighed into the phone, leaning my back against the desk.

"Must be better then back here," he chuckled again, sounding bored.

Fury decided he wanted to separate us for a while, and send me to Malibu and Clint to New Mexico for two missions that didn't suit our agenda at all.

"Kicked any ass yet?" I asked, twirling my hair in my fingers absentmindedly.

"None at all." He sighed, and the noise was starting to really annoy me.

"Are you in the rain?" I raised an eyebrow as I slid up onto the black desk easily. I crossed my leg over the other, smiling as he chuckled once again.

"Yeah, I'm kinda in the air, too. Was supposed to shoot some gold-haired fella who broke into the facility, but Coulson took all the fun away." Clint replied, and I could hear the disappointment in his voice.

"Always see better from a distance, hey?" I asked sarcastically.

"Always."

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