AgentAnna/Tony Stark

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"Anna, did you eat all of the peanut butter cookies?" asked my husband, Tony while I sat in my bedroom packing his suitcase for his next mission with the boys. 

I bit my lip and closed my eyes. "Maybe?" I yelled back. 

Hearing a groan from Tony, I found myself slightly smiling. 

"Well there goes my snack. Thanks, baby," he yelled back and the pantry door closed. 

"Your welcome!" I replied with a hint of laughter. 

Coming out of the bedroom with his suitcase in hand, my eyes laid on Tony, searching through the fridge for something else. 

"Baby, there's literally nothing in here. Didn't you just go shopping three days ago?" he asked with his butt sticking out of the fridge. 

Setting the suitcase down on the ground, I peeked in with him and made a face. My hand grabbed a banana and stuck it in front of his face. 

"Here, take this. It's healthier for you," I stated and with a sigh from him, he took it reluctantly. Slapping his butt, he gasped, stood straight up, and came out of the fridge. I chuckled and began another cup of coffee for myself. 

"What was that for?" he asked. He paused moment for a moment, and suddenly I felt his arms wrap around my waist as the coffee pot brew. Laughing at his kisses on my neck, my hand reached his cheek.

"Was this what you wanted?" he asked. 

"Not quite, but this is okay," I replied and turned myself around. His deep brown eyes met with my blue ones and in a single moment, we shared a kiss. It brought me back to the time when I first met Tony. After finding out about my distant cousin Steve, who to the world and kinda to ourselves my brother, Steve was showing me around S.H.I.E.L.D when I accidentally slammed my coffee into the famous Stark. A year later, he claimed me his with a ring on my finger. 

I love him so much. And I couldn't imagine life without him. 

The smell of coffee filled the room and peeking my eyes at the clock while continuing our kiss, I noticed that Tony needed to leave. Parting from my husband, he gave me a pout. 

"Now what was that for? I thought we were actually gonna-"

"You need to leave or you are going to miss your mission, Iron Man. And," I parted from him and gave him his suitcase, "I need to pee."

He laughed and with one last passionate kiss, my lovely Tony took his suitcase. 

"Tell Thor and Hawkeye I said hey, okay?"

"Will do, sweetheart."

Smiling, Tony left me with a small wink. 

"Love you," he said and closed the door, already making me miss him. 

With my bladder screaming to go to the bathroom, I raced to the bathroom and sat down to do my business. Suddenly, curiosity got the best of me when I glanced at our bathroom pantry. Swallowing, I stretched to reach the pantry door and opened it to find a pink box. 

Taking out a pregnancy stick, I sighed as my heart pounded, ready to find out if the Stark family would grow. 

In moments, two lines were read on the stick. A frog came into my throat, shivers were sent down my arms, my stomach did a somersault or maybe that was...the baby.

"I'm pregnant," I whispered. I peered into the mirror. My long dirty blonde hung low as my light blue eyes met my reflection. 

"I'm gonna be a mom," I stated more loudly. "Tony's gonna be a dad."

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