"I'm gonna tell the press, I'm gonna tell everyone." The angry blonde yelled, as (Y/n) snatched the phone from her hands and snapped it in two.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, you and the rest. Now get lost before I lose my temper." (Y/n) growled, as the woman flipped her the bird, and stomped out of the tower.

"You ok (Y/n)?" A voice asked from behind her, as she spun around ready to burst into flames, only to come face to face with Peter.

"Geez Peter, will you not do that! One of these days you are gonna end up as a crispy spider." (Y/n) told the young man as she made her way back to the elevator.

"I see the Mr. Stark had another good night." Peter remarked, as he stepped inside the elevator, joining (Y/n) as it lifted the pair back up the tower.

"Yeah, that's the fourth one I've had to dispose of this week; I'm getting a little sick of taking out my brother's trash, one of these days its all gonna all come back and bite him on the ass. I miss Pepper." (Y/n) sighed, as she and Peter stepped out of the elevator, and made their way to the common room.

"(Y/n), you don't always have to be responsible for your brother; not once have I seen you go out and have a good time, you don't always have to be the sensible one you know." Peter told her, as they both grabbed a drink from the kitchen and made their way over to one of the sofas.

Peter couldn't help but feel for (Y/n), the two of them had got close over his time with the Avengers, and he viewed the younger Stark as a big sister. She was Tony's rock, the one he could always turn to no matter what, the one woman in his life that was a constant; she was the sensible, level headed one of the two siblings, and sometimes the responsibility took its toll.

"You know the best thing to do if you want to make Mr. Stark deal with his own problems, don't you?" Peter asked as (Y/n) looked him, smiling as she saw the mischievous twinkle in his eye.

"I think that its about time that we found you a boyfriend, some nice guy that will drag you out of this tower." Peter smiled, teasing the younger Stark.

"I ...... er, well, I already....... sort of ......." (Y/n) said nervously, glowing bright red as Peter's eyes lit up.

"You already had a boyfriend, and you didn't tell me? I thought we were friends (Y/n), which one of the guys is it?" Peter asked, taking hold of the uncomfortable looking (Y/n)'s hand.

"It's not ....... it's not one of the others, and no one else knows so don't tell anyone, especially not Tony." (Y/n) said, looking more and more uncomfortable as Peter pushed her for more information.

"So why don't you want anyone to know? Who is he?" Peter asked, seeming to be more excited by the prospect of his friend having someone, than she was.

"I haven't told anyone because he's older than me, quite a bit older than me, and he's different, he's more like me than the rest of you guys; there's also the fact that he and Tony have met, and Tony didn't like him." (Y/n) told Peter, the younger man now being eaten alive with curiosity.

"Who doesn't Stark like?" A voice asked, as (Y/n) and Peter turned around to find Natasha walking into the room.

"(Y/n)'s boyfriend!" Peter blurted out, as Natasha rushed over and sat next to (Y/n).

"You have a boyfriend that Stark doesn't like, and you didn't tell me? WHY?" Natasha asked, taking hold of (Y/n)'s hands.

"Thanks Peter, thanks a lot." (Y/n) groaned, as she went to stand up, only to find herself pulled back down by the other two Avengers.

"Oh no you don't! I want all the details." Natasha said, nearly holding (Y/n) in place, as the spy stared her down.

"Look, all I'm saying is that he's a mutant like me, and we met when Professor Xavier sent him over with some information for Bruce. We've kept it secret because he's a private man, and we both wanted to make sure that it was serious before we told everyone, especially Tony, and like I said, the two of them butt heads when they are together so I don't want the great Iron Man going and trying to threaten him, because believe me, it wouldn't end well. And well...... I've invited him to the party on Saturday, and he's agreed to come, so you'll all get a chance to meet him then. Happy now?" (Y/n) said, pulling her hands away from her friends, and leaving the room.

The team all knew how difficult it had been for (Y/n); she was the only one of the team that had been born a mutant, and her abilities to control both fire and ice had served the team well, the press and public seeming to love the younger Stark despite their usual ill feelings towards other mutants; but not being around others like her for so long had been hard, so when Professor Xavier, and the X-men came on the scene, (Y/n) had finally found others that could understand.

"Did she say that the professor sent her mystery man over with some information for Bruce?" Natasha asked, looking at Peter.

"Yeah, and she also said that he is much older than her." Peter told her, as the two sat on the sofa, going over the possibilities in their minds.

"It couldn't be!" Natasha said, smiling from ear to ear as Peter suddenly seemed to think of the same person.

"It could, and if it is Mr. Stark isn't going to like it." Peter chuckled, as Natasha's eyes sparkled with glee.

"Oh, I can't wait for Saturday, there are going to be some fireworks." Natasha said, patting Peter on the shoulder as she made her way to the kitchen.

"Yeah, fireworks." Peter muttered, hoping that the party wouldn't break out into an out and out fight between the two men; Peter had an idea that if Tony gave (Y/n) an ultimatum, then the Avengers could lose a valuable team member, a friend, and Tony could lose his rock.

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(Y/n) stood nervously waiting for the special man in her life to come up in the elevator; FRIDAY was under strict instructions not to let anyone know, other than her, when he had arrived, and as the lights above the elevator went off, and the doors began to open, (Y/n) couldn't help but smile.

"Hello sweetheart." His deep gruff voice said, as (Y/n) flew into his arms, his familiar scent of cigars, beer and musk filled her senses.

"Who knew that the Wolverine brushed up so well." (Y/n) said, chuckling as the large man pulled uncomfortably on the bow tie around his neck.

"Damn penguin suit." Logan grumbled, his grumpy demeanour changing to one of happiness as he looked down at a smiling (Y/n).

"But you're worth it, beautiful." Logan said, as he held (Y/n) in his arms, her head resting on his broad chest.

"You ready to tell everyone about us....... Wolverine?" (Y/n) asked, gently caressing the dark brown stubble on his chin.

"Oh yeah, I can't wait to wipe that smarmy look off your brother's face." Logan chuckled, as the two made their way up to the party.

As the elevator doors opened, (Y/n) took a deep breath, and led Logan into the party, taking him over to where she could see that the rest of the Avengers were sat.

"Hi guys." (Y/n) said hesitantly, as the eyes of the team all fell on her and the feral mutant that stood by her side.

"I'd like you all to properly meet Logan." (Y/n) told them, pushing the large man forward as the boys stood up and shook his hand.

'So, you're the one lucky enough to have snagged our beautiful (Y/n)?" Steve said, patting Logan on the back.

"I take it that the old trash can doesn't know yet doll?" Bucky asked, joining his friend in greeting the mutant.

'Er ........ no....... not yet." (Y/n) said, her eyes scanning the crowd until she found the face of her grinning brother.

"Cap, if this turns nasty, will you help keep hold of Tony? I don't want him firing off repulsor rays everywhere when he finds out." (Y/n) whispered, pulling Steve to one side.

"No problem (Y/n), Buck and me have your back." Steve reassured, giving her a hug.

'Hey beautiful, how's my little sis?" Tony asked, walking over to where (Y/n) and the rest of the team sat.

"Who invited the monkey?" Tony enquired sarcastically, smirking as he looked at the snug fitting tuxedo, that clung to an uncomfortable looking Logan.

"If you must know, tin man, I'm (Y/n)'s guest; and its Wolverine." Logan growled, as the two men stood toe to toe.

"Ok you two." (Y/n) said, pushing her way in between the two most important men in her life.

"I'm warning you. One hint of a repulsor ray, or an adamantium claw, and I swear that I will freeze you both to the spot." (Y/n) warned the two glaring men.

"Tony, I have something to tell you." She stated, taking hold of her brother's hands.

"And I need you to promise me that you are not going to get angry." (Y/n) said, taking hold of Tony's face in her hands, and forcing him to look at her.

"How could I possibly ever be angry with you, sweetheart?" Tony said, returning his gaze to a smug looking Logan.

"Well you see....... Logan and I......we, well we, this morning, we...." (Y/n) began, only to be cut off by Logan.

"Oh geez (Y/n)." Logan exclaimed, pulling (Y/n) from her brother, and into his arms, kissing her passionately.

"Get your greasy claws off my sister." Tony hissed, getting ready to call for one of his suits.

"What? Ain't a guy allowed to kiss his wife around here?" Logan asked, as he held a blushing (Y/n) to his chest.

"WIFE!" The team said in unison, as they looked at the two mutants.

"Yep. As of this morning, (Y/n) Stark is officially (Y/n) Howlett." Logan declared, showing everyone the simple golden ring that graced her finger.

Tony took his sister's hand in his, his eyes focusing on the gold band.

"Are you happy?" Tony asked quietly, as he looked up to see (Y/n)'s smiling face.

"I mean, does the monkey make you happy?" Tony said, finally smiling as (Y/n) pulled him into an embrace.

"I am, and he does; and the Professor says that if you ever get sick of me being an Avenger, then I can be an X- men any time I like." (Y/n) chuckled, as Tony pushed himself away just enough so that he could look down at her.

'Oh, hell no! You may be married to the monkey, but the old bald guy isn't getting you too." Tony protested, looking over at Logan.

"Ok, old man, but don't expect me to go easy on you, I'm your brother in law now." Tony told him, grinning as Logan produced the middle claw from his fist.

'Old man? I'll have you know that I'm not even 200 yet, and I look damn good for my age. Now if you don't mind, I promised my wife that I would try and dance." Logan said, pulling (Y/n) from Tony's arms, and leading her to the dance floor.

"You ok Mr. Stark?" Peter asked his mentor, as Tony watched (Y/n) sway happily with the large mutant.

"Yeah kid. In fact, I think that my little sister has finally made me realise something. FRIDAY, get Pepper on the phone, and put the call through to my office; I think that its time that we spoke." Tony said, smiling as he made his way to his office.

Peter laughed and shook his head, as he joined the rest of the team, knowing that only the Starks could make love this complicated.