Nestled within the forest was a cabin in the woods. Complete with lakeside views, a wrap-around porch and a tin roof. The quaint lodge serving as the perfect home for the fully retired Avenger; the simple life he for the longest time had been talking about. 

Built straight out of the soil the home's striped lumber structure sat surrounded by a full fleet of pine tree's. The dense, foliage covered woods providing the right amount of natural shade from the sunlight which trickled down. 

The home parked itself in front of a shimmering bed of water, accompanied by a dock which sat positioned on the edge of the rocky shore, a small dinghy boat tied to the timber wood railing as it bobbed compliantly with the rippling current. The mid-day rays of sun twinkling down onto the reservoir. 

The cabin one of the few places I had been able to feel peace within these past few years and I always looked forward to my visits. 

Creating a havoc-ridden divot in the peace though, I came with my loud, blaring helicopter. It's thrashing rotor blades nearly ear-splitting as I went to land. The tree's whipping harshly from the effect's of the wind I was kicking up as a few branches broke off. The forest bending away to accommodate my decent. 

Maneuvering the throttle and the collective lever I killed the engine and touch downed onto the dirt path. The sharp skid's cleaving into the pine needle covered ground and slowly the revolving blades came to a stand still. 

"Hey, you just scared all of the fish within a five mile radius." The retiree himself reprimanded, fishing pole in hand, greeting me the second I hopped out of the cockpit. 

"Sorry, but I brought a peace offering. You know, for disturbing the serenity of the wilderness." I conceded, waving a bag of Burger King triumphantly in my clutches. 

"Oh, thank God. Do you know how long it's been since I've had a cheeseburger?" Tony remarked, swiping the fast food paper bag from me immediately and digging in with as much desperation as he had when eating again after being stranded in Space. 

"You know, you could get it yourself. Maybe actually go out into the world sometime." 

"Nah, me and society? We don't really get along anymore," Tony gibed, unfurling the silver foil from the gooey cheeseburger and taking a full mouthful. "I'd much rather be out here living the simple life with Pep, our Alpha Female and of course, our alpaca, Gerald." 

"You got an alpaca, really? How does Pepper feel about that?" I taunted, the ground beneath my heeled boots covered in moss and pinecone's. 

"Okay, fine. She's not totally on board with it yet, but I know that eventually dear, sweet Gerald will worm his way into her heart," The Iron Man confessed, licking the cheese residue off the sides of his mouth. 

"But, anyway... Speaking of the Alpha Female, here she comes now. A one girl army." 

I followed Tony's hazel eyes as his daughter came into my line of sight, running up to me as quickly as her little legs could take her. 

"Auntie Rebecca!" Morgan happily greeted and with a grin I hoisted the four year old up into my arms. 

"Hey, sweetie. What have you been up to?" I asked, holding onto her tight. 

"Been in the garage. I found daddy's gift to mommy in there." The girl said as I brushed a few stray strands of her brown hair out of her eyes. 

"Oh, really? What kind of gift is it?" 

"A sparkly suit. Like the one daddy used to wear." Morgan replied. 

"Yeah, it's not like mom will wear it though. She never wears anything I buy her," Tony spoke up, grabbing hold of his daughter from me and gently placing her back down onto the ground. "Run along now. Tell mommy that Ice Block is here to see us again." 

With that, off the girl ran, her pink tennis shoes kicking up dirt as she took off in a full on sprint and jumped up the flight of stairs onto the porch. 

"A suit? I thought you were done with that life." I condemned the second the little one wasn't in ears reach anymore, my eyebrows raised a bit with skepticism. 

"I am. I am. I can't have a hobby? Tinkering in the garage is what I do best. You know me, I'm the mechanic. I build stuff." He adhered, wiping his mouth with a Burger King napkin. 

"Yes, you certainly are the mechanic. But, what are you building this stuff for? The battle is over." I scolded, having on a number of occasions been the Iron Man's personal counselor during my many visits. 

"I know. We lost, and I've made my peace with that. It's just hard to stop." Tony admitted and I better than anyone, knew how he felt. I couldn't stop either. 

Before we delved deeper into our conversation we heard the screen door clatter open, followed by the sight of Morgan and trailing a few steps behind, Pepper, as she held tightly onto her daughter's hand. 

"Hey, Rebecca. It's good to see you again. Are you staying for dinner?" 

"That depends." I stated, turning to face Tony. 

The retiree just, in turn, bending down to be at eye level with Morgan. 

"You decide, Madame Secretary." 

"Stay, Auntie Rebecca!" The brunette girl cheered and so I did. 

I stayed well into the night, eating a home cooked meal with the Stark's on their back, torch-lit deck and then afterwards I played outside with Morgan until the sun began to set. 

Only once the mosquito's started to bite and the bright pink sunset reflected across the lake's rippling surface did Morgan and I retreat back into the cabin. 

Now, cozied up by the fireplace on the couch I sat, leaning against the soft cushions. The little brown eyed girl fast asleep beside me with her head on my lap. 

The girl still wore her red mittens with makeshift flashlights sewn onto them, resembling Tony's Iron Man hand Repulsors from when we were playing "Superhero's" outside, but now she was wearing pj's and bunny slippers as well.

On the coffee table resided a half full mug of hot cocoa, long since forgotten by the girl as she was zonked out now. And, I relished the peace and quiet which this home nestled in the woods brought. 

Gently, I ran my hands through Morgan's brunette locks, the wood burning fire crackling away as the crickets chirped outside and I just enjoyed being an Aunt. 

The sight of the resigned Iron Man caught my eye as he made his way into the living room. 

"Totally wiped out, huh? A miracle. The little squirt has infinite energy." 

A smile laced across my red lips. 

"I know, I'm exhausted. But, she's hard to say no to. Have I mentioned how happy I am for you?" 

"You did, actually. The last time you were here." 

"Well, I mean it," I avowed once again. "You were certainly one of the lucky ones." 

"I know. I should remember that, shouldn't I?" He noted. 

"Yes, you should. If I weren't so genuinely glad that you got the simple life you always wanted I'd be jealous." I honestly stated, staring down at the sleeping girl on my lap. 

"Well, like always, you're welcome here anytime. We've got lots of guest rooms and I honestly think little Morguna here would be thrilled if her Aunt visited even more frequently." 

"Thank you, Tony." I spoke, watching as he gently picked up his daughter, going to take her to bed. 

The girl stirring awake as her big brown eyes fluttered open, a small yawn escaping her as she rested her head onto her dad's shoulder. 

Tony went up the stairs and tucked her into bed in her room. Bringing the blankets all the way up to her chin as the child's bedroom was dimly aglow from the light source on the night stand. 

And, from within the hallway I listened in. 

"Okay, that face? Goes here," Tony playfully scolded, patting the pillow as it was way past the little girl's bedtime. "I love you tons." 

"I love you, 3000." Morgan countered, one-upping him and Tony just proudly grinned. 

"Wow, 3000. That's crazy," He said, kissing her forehead and getting up, turning off the light in the process. "Go to bed or I'll sell all your toys." 

I couldn't stop myself from laughing at his mock-threat as Tony shut the door and met up with me in the hall. 

"So, I guess you're off again?" He brought up, having noticed that I had swiped my jacket from the entry closet. 

I just gave him a nod and the Iron Man followed me out to my helicopter.

The stars twinkled above us and from within the shadow laden canopy of the woods we both said our goodbye's. 

"We'll be seeing you again, right? Soon, soon-ish?" He asked. 

"Yeah, probably. Sorry I couldn't stay longer but there's a very sad old Captain back home I have to get back to. Tell Pepper I said goodbye and thanks for dinner." I said, hopping into the cockpit. 

"Okay, I'll tell her. Fly safe, Doc."