Don't get Spencer wrong. She would totally be up for HYDRA killing Ross, especially with everything he's caused her. And don't think Spencer forgot about the people in the cages around her cell. They hadn't left her thoughts since she escaped. The way that people are treated in Ross's prison is unexceptable, and it needs to be stopped. And yet, here was Spencer, trying to find out as much about the assasination as possible. Why? To save his sorry ass.

      It sounds crazy right? Saving the person who ruined yours, and several other's lives? Some people would call it psychosis, some would call it a hero complex. Spencer likes to think of it as being a decent human being who actually has a soul. And don't ask her about the psychosis... That would be one hell of a discussion.

      Spencer did hesitate every now and again as she typed, debating whether or not she should do it. Then she remembers her father. Despite how dense, and crazy the man could be, he still cared. Tony didn't show it often, but he does care about people. He knows how to make the tough decisions in life, and deals with the aftermath as it comes. (We are not talking about the Mandarin. Tony later admitted to be drunk. Pro Life Tip: Do not give your address to a terrorist group. You will get bombed)

      So here she was, making that tough call that could ultimately end up with her in prison again, but what mattered was that she was being the bigger person. Being the hero. Spencer sighs and rests her hand on Willie's back. His legs twitch in his sleep and he lets out a little bark. Spencer smiles softly at him and looks at her computer screen. She has a mostly clear image of what HYDRA's plan is, but she can't act on it. She'll have to find someone who can.

      And she knows just the person for the job.

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      "FRIDAY, bring up the designs for the Mark 62." Tony Stark mumbles as he spins around on his swivel chair. "Yes sir." Tony stomps his feet on the floor and the spinning stops. He shakes his head and blinks several times. "Whoo! Head rush." Tony turns to his holo table and begins typing. "FRIDAY, remind me to drink a soda. I need to get my blood sugar up." A hologram of a suit appears before Tony and he leans back to admire it. He tilts his head slightly.

      The Mark 62 is a secret project Tony has been working on for quite some time. The suit's design was similar to the Rescue Mark, but more slim. More flexible. The color is different too. Black and dark greys, perfect for stealth. The lining in the fabric is a thin clear tubing meant to preserve and conduct power, lighting up blue as it is worn. This suit has no thrusters, and it is meant for ground cover. Tony even got a few upgrade designs from Suri.

      Tony hums and narrows his eyes. "FRIDAY, trash the helmet." The helmet is removed from the hologram and Tony leans forward, grabbing a pencil and taps it on his desk. He scribbles down a few designs, then nods satisfied. "Scan it and add it to the model." FRIDAY scans the drawings, then converts then onto the hologram. The model's hair is now showing, draped over the shoulders and a mask covers their nose and mouth. Their striking eyes standing out. Tony nods. Perfect. "Make the order for the fabric layout FRI."

      Tony turns back to his notebook and jots down a few notes. The suit didn't have enough room for thrusts or repulsor beams, but maybe he could figure out a way to divert power from the tubing into the gloves of the suit. Making it easier to aim and control the power blasts.

      The lights go out in Tony's lab briefly. He raises an eyebrow and looks outside, wondering if a storm is the cause, only to find the soft snow falling peacefully. That can't be it. The holo screen turns back on, a white background appearing. Tony's gut twists as deja vu hits him like a pile of bricks. The cursor begins to type.

Your security system still sucks.

      Tony can't help the broad smile spreading on his lips. Spencer. She had actually contacted him. He laughs a bit, scoots his chair back in front of the keyboard, hands shaking with anticipation. Could this really be happening? Was Spencer really reaching out to him? Should he even respond? Ross could be setting a trap for her, but Tony can't help himself from typing out his response. This was his daughter finally contacting him after a year of nothing. A year of misery. He can't wait any longer.

Weasel?

The one and only.

It's damn good to hear from you.
I miss you kid.
We all do.

I miss you too, but there's nothing we can do at this point.

We'll figure something out.

That's actually what I'm contacting you about.
Ross.

What about him?

Hydra is targeting him.

Good riddance.

I thought that at first too, but, we have to do something
We can't go down to his level of jackass.

I don't think getting to his level is even possible
But I suppose helping the asshole will make him realize what a dick he is.
What do you have?

Not much. HYDRA has gone more physical than digital since I escaped.
I know Ross is the target, and there will be a single sharp shooter.
Agents will be swarming around the location undercover
There will be countless civilian casualties.

Any idea where it will go down?

None. Ross hides his whereabouts better than a freaking ghost.

I'll look into it.
Will I be hearing from you again?

...
Yes.

Good. I love you Spence.

I love you too.

      Tony flinches as the screen goes to Spencer's calling card. He stares at the word 'MUTE' for a moment, then physically deflates into his chair, closing his eyes and clenching his jaw to fight off the awful feeling in his stomach. There's so much he wants to know. So much he misses... He needs her back, but Spencer is too good of a person to let something happen to a person. Even if it is the man that promised her a life of hell and loneliness.

      Tony doesn't quite understand it. Her need to help people relentlessly. Fighting so much bad, despite the bad going on in her own head. Tony still remembers hearing about Wanda's first encounter with Spencer. He was... well, he can't quite put it to words. He just knew that he didn't want it to be there. The darkness in his own baby's mind. Still, he can't help but feel the swell of pride when he thinks about it too. She truly is the best of them all.

SORRY FOR THE LONG UPDATE WAIT. BEEN BUSY WITH SCHOOL AND PERSONAL STUFF

JUST TURNED 16 SO THATS COOL. BEEN AT THE BEACH FOR A COUPLE DAYS.

I'M GOING TO TRY AND UPDATE 'VENOM' SOON.

I HOPE YOU ENJOYED!

BYE!