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It was a dull night for Tony. He had just released his newest product to the military and he needed more inspiration for new products. So he was drinking. Maybe he would go out and pick up a girl. Or maybe a guy. Maybe even both.
He was thinking about how hot that would be when JARVIS spoke suddenly.
"Sir there is a woman at the door." He stated.
Tony smirked and jumped up. He wouldn't even have to leave his house.
"Sir she placed something on the door step and ran off." His AI interrupted his thoughts.
Tony's face fell realizing he would not be getting laid.
"What did she leave?" He asked making his way down stairs.
"I believe it is an infant."
Tony stopped in his tracks.
"What?"
"A baby sir."
The billionaire started running but when he got to the door he stopped abruptly. He hesitated staring at the door.
"If you wish to catch her you have missed your chance sir." JARVIS spoke.
"Wh... Why do you think she left her baby?" Tony's voice was shaky.
"I would suggest reading the note she left with the child."
He hesitated still, conjuring up the idea that this might all be a dream. That he might just be passed out drunk atop his bar. He didn’t want to open the door fearing that if he did it would all become real. But he couldn’t just leave the baby out there, dream or not.
Tony's hand reached slowly out to the handle. His hand wrapped around it.
He heard a cry and he jumped back before putting his ear to the door.
It was silent for another second before he heard another cry but this time it didn't stop.
The dark haired man scrambled to grab the door knob. He slammed the door open finding the small baby there. It looked small even for a new born.
When it saw him it stopped crying and lifted his arms up at him, making baby noises.
"Um... Hi..." Tony muttered crouching down. He reached his hand out to the baby and it grabbed on to one of his fingers.
A small smile crossed Tony's face. He let the baby hold his finger as he reached for the note pinned to the infant’s shirt.
It read:
“Dear Mr. Tony Stark
My name, well it doesn't really matter you won't remember me anyway, but my name is Mary Parker. This is our son. He's now only your son. By the time you are reading this I am probably already dead."
Suddenly his finger was wrapped in saliva. Tony looked back at the boy with a mix of horror and surprise. The baby was simply mouthing on Tony's finger. The man turned back to the paper.
"The information I am about to reveal to you could be potentially dangerous for both you and the baby. Please think carefully about who you reveal this information to.
My name is Mary Parker. I have a husband named Richard Parker. We are both agents in the CIA and we are embarked on a very dangerous mission that has to do with Hydra. Knowing your hacking capabilities I'm guessing you've heard of them.
We are working as double agents at the moment and I fear that Hydra has found out somehow. If they have found out then I am surely dead. If you wish to know more about my mission or my whereabouts, contact the CIA I have requested that, if you were to ask, to give you the information regarding my mission.
Now to address my husband. He is legally my husband but it is just an elaborate cover. He is my friend and partner but not my lover. A few of the Hydra agents we're not convinced of the story so we decided to get me pregnant. Richard and I tried so hard to conceive but something in Richards’s genetics prevented it from happening. So I decided I would go out, pick up a guy, pop and hole in the condom and get pregnant. I didn't mean for it to be with you but I honestly didn't realize who I had slept with until the day after. You don't really get to keep up with celebrity news when you've been deep undercover for years.
When I found out I was pregnant I was relieved and saddened. I thought that Richard and my cover was safe but saddened me knowing that I would not be able to keep this baby.
Soon enough the Hydra agents began to get suspicious. You are the only person I can think of that can keep the baby safe. I fear that they are planning on killing the baby Richard and I. I do not think a human’s life should be taken away before they have had the chance to live it.
He was born 2 months early. The stress of my job forced me into an early labor. I believe it may have also been luck. He was born just in time for me to send him to you. The doctors say he has no health problems and I have taken care of all the legalities, the boy is legally yours all you have to do is name him. If you have any troubles just contact the CIA and show them this letter, they will take care of everything for you.
Best wishes,
Mary Parker"
Tony stared down at the paper just taking a moment to process everything. He glanced at the baby to his right and realized that at some point the boy had fallen asleep with Tony's finger still in his mouth. The man hadn't even noticed.
He starred down at the baby who was so innocently ignorant of the horror that happened in his short life.
Tony looked back at the papers and found a birth certificate completely filled out except the name area. He folded it up and put it in his pocket before reaching over and gently lifting the baby off the ground. He made little upset noises before he started crying.
"Hey little guy... Shh shh." Tony cooed. "It'll be okay. It'll all be okay now. I'm here baby boy. It'll all be okay."
Tony wasn’t ready to be a dad, he was certain he was going to be a horrible dad…. But just this once he was going to step up and actually try.