Another Stark (3) (Avengers x Child Reader

Previously on Another Stark


“When the day comes I will deal with it. But until then, I ask that you please not say a word because I promised Lily at her funeral that I wouldn’t let anything happen to our daughter” he said, a clear burning anger evident in his eyes.


“Not only that, (Y/N) has more intelligence than an MIT grad at the age of four as well as the fact that she inherited her mother’s powers. So, Rogers. Are you willing to keep this secret?”

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Steve thought hard about what Stark was asking of him, and he saw it as something that could have repercussions in the future. But at the same time, he could very well understand why Tony would wish to keep his only child a secret.


So that (Y/N) would not suffer the same fate as her Mother.


“Alright Tony, I’ll keep the secret. But only on one condition” Steve stated firmly.


Arms crossed, and a very skeptic look on his face Tony nodded for Steve to proceed with what he planned to say.


“I’ll keep quiet, if you let your daughter experience things other kids get to enjoy. Because from what I can tell, she has more than likely never stepped foot outside this building” Steve remarked, “And she may be a child genius and is able to wield powers pertaining to ice and snow. But she is still a child, and you have to remember that.”


With a sigh, Tony knew that Steve was right but that didn’t mean that he would say it out loud.


“Alright, I promise. So are we in agreement?” Tony said as he held out his hand for Steve to shake and seal the deal.


“Yes, we are” Steve said in satisfaction.


But at that moment Jarvis’ voice rang out loudly stating “Sir, we have a code red. I repeat, we have a code red.”


Before Steve could ask what was a code red, Tony had already quickly made his way out the room and towards his daughters room. With Steve only barely able to keep up with the fast pace of the rather worried father.


Lying on the ground, (Y/N) clutched her head tightly as she dry heaved over her trash can the pain etched on her young face. Scooping her up into his arms, Tony tenderly held her in his arms as she curled up against him.


Whimpers of pain left her lips, gripping onto her father will all the strength she had.


“My head hurts, it feels like someone is pounding a hammer into my skull” she whimpered.


“Is it like a regular hammer or like Thor’s hammer?” Tony asked seriously.


“Regular hammer” she muttered.


Eyes opening in fear, she pushed away from Tony and dove for the trash can, as she dumped the contents of her stomach into the bin. Her throat burning as she felt the bile rise up, and once again emptied what little she held in her stomach into the bin.


Weakly, she pulled away from bin and turned around to lean against her father, seeking comfort and relief from the immense pain she was feeling. Tenderly he rubbed circles on her back, as she closed her eyes and attempted to block out her pain.


Her shallow and quick breaths soon enough lightened as she heard her father begin to hum “Carry on my wayward son,” as faint memories of a soft voice singing the song enveloped her into a comforting embrace. It was not long before her breathing slowed, and she fell asleep in her father’s arms.


Looking down at his daughter, tears brimmed in Tony’s eyes as he pressed a kiss on her forehead. Shuddering breaths and sobs softly escaped his lips, “I don’t know what I’m doing. Lily, how I wish you were here.”


Holding his daughter tightly, he was unaware of the super soldier outside the door with a plan that would be sure to help his friend.


To be continued