The Hunt Begins
Tony Stark could find anyone.
It was a simple fact.
If someone existed, he could track them down.
Period.
So when he sat down in front of his screens, fingers flying across the keyboard, he fully expected to have Harry Evans’ full life story in under ten minutes.
Easy.
Except—
He got nothing.
Completely locked down.
Tony’s eye twitched.
“…FRIDAY. Explain.”
The AI responded immediately.
“This is all the information I can find.”
Then—
A dramatic pause.
A beat of silence.
Then—
“Wait.”
Tony froze.
His eyes narrowed. “FRIDAY.”
“I found something about mini-boss.”
Tony blinked. He's ignoring the part about mini-boss for now.
He groaned. “I swear I didn’t code you to be dramatic, FRIDAY. What did you find?”
FRIDAY responded smoothly.
“Peter Parker’s secondary emergency contact is Harry Evans.”
Silence.
Complete. Absolute. Silence.
Tony stared at the screen.
Tony felt his brain overloading.
Processing... Processing... Error.
Tony felt dizzy.
Happy let out a low whistle. “That’s… unexpected.”
Rhodey folded his arms. “Unexpected? Happy, this just turned into a whole new level of confusing.”
Peter, who had just had his suit taken away.
Peter, who had just had a complete breakdown.
Peter, who had needed support after the ferry disaster—Had Harry Evans listed as his secondary emergency contact.
Tony’s mind raced.It meant Harry had been there.It meant Harry had helped him.
It meant Peter trusted him.
Tony took a slow, controlled breath.
Then, very calmly—
“We’re finding him. Now.”
Rhodey sighed.
“No, we’re finding him tomorrow.”
Tony glared. “Excuse me?”
Rhodey gestured toward the windows.
It was dark out.
“You need to process this, Tony,” Rhodey said firmly. “We all do. It’s late. Even if we find something, what are we gonna do? Show up in the middle of the night and demand answers?”
Tony clenched his jaw. “It’s not like I’m gonna sleep anyway.”
“Then don’t,” Rhodey shot back. “But take the night. Think. Process.”
Happy nodded. “He’s right, boss. If we rush into this, we’re gonna screw it up.”
“…Fine.”
Rhodey and Happy relaxed slightly.
“But first thing in the morning?” Tony muttered.
Rhodey nodded. “First thing.”
They called it a night.
They weren't able to go the next day.
Because the fucking accords commite had to come due to the ferry incident and Tony had to do damage control for Peter.
Then Pepper and he had another fight for reasons he doesn't care.
(not that he doesn't care about Pepper)
(Tony wanted to skip the board meeting after dealing with accords commite but didn't give Pepper a reason why- he didn't want anyone else to know about his son yet.
Pepper didn't let go not this time and dragged Tony to the meeting -its important for Tony to attend to show that SI is still strong even after the negative publicity it got after what happened at the Berlin and Tony is still strong and healthy)
By the time it finished the day ended.
And the homecoming night started.
The Plan is Simple
Rhodey and Happy had spent all night planning.
Well—Rhodey had spent all night thinking.
Tony had spent all night pacing, muttering theories, and running multiple background searches that kept leading nowhere.
Happy just drank coffee and waited for the inevitable disaster.
(And coffee is our MVP)
By morning, the answer was obvious.
They already knew where to start.
Because if Harry Evans was Peter Parker’s emergency contact—
Then all they had to do was go to Peter’s home.
Easy.
What could go wrong?
…Plenty, as it turned out.
By the time Rhodey and Happy reached Peter’s apartment, it was late morning.
(Peter was at school.
Harry was at work.
Only May Parker and a three-year-old child were home. May had no shift that day and Teddy wanted to spend time with May.so Harry left Teddy with May)
(Of course—they didn’t know that yet.)
Rhodey knocked on the door.The door swung open to reveal May Parker.
She blinked
Her eyes narrowed slightly.
Rhodey and Happy immediately recognized the look.
It was the same look people got when they didn’t trust the situation.
“…Can I help you?” May asked carefully.
Rhodey cleared his throat. “Hi, Ms. Parker. My name is Colonel James Rhodes, and this is Happy Hogan. We—”
“I know who you are,” May interrupted.
Rhodey paused.
Happy blinked. “You do?”
May crossed her arms. “You’re War Machine, and you’re Tony Stark’s driver.”
Happy scowled. “Head of Security.”
May shrugged. “Same thing.”
Happy grumbled.
Rhodey sighed. “Right. So, uh—we were actually hoping to speak with Harry Evans”
May’s eyebrows raised.
"Harry’s at work"
Rhodey and Happy exchanged looks.
Rhodey frowned. “Where does he work?”
May tilted her head.
“…Why are you asking?”
Rhodey and Happy paused.
They didn’t have an excuse other than straight out saying harry Evans is Tony starks son.
Her eyes narrowed.
She crossed her arms. “Peter just lost his internship last night. And now, the next morning, two people connected to Tony Stark show up at my door, asking about Harry?”
Rhodey winced.
Happy sighed. “Okay. That sounds bad.”
May didn’t react.
“…Yeah,” Rhodey admitted. “That sounds bad.”
May leaned against the doorway. “So, I’ll ask again—why are you looking for Harry?”
(After all there is no way she is going to betray Harry, no matter who comes knocking on the door)
A small voice interrupted.
“May?”
A tiny head peeked out from behind May’s legs.
Rhodey and Happy froze.
Because there, staring up at them with wide, curious eyes—
Was a small, black-haired toddler.
Rhodey’s brain short-circuited.
Happy also froze.
That was Tony’s grandson.
May, however, was completely normal about it.
She glanced down at the kid. “What is it, Teddy?”
Teddy blinked at the two men.
Then, in a perfectly innocent voice—
"I KNOW YOU!, WE MET YESTERDAY, DADDY CALLED YOU CONAL RODYS ,ARE YOU HERE FOR DADDY?"
May glanced back up.
Her eyes narrowed further.
Rhodey and Happy were too distracted to notice.
Because Teddy. Was. Adorable.
The kid had messy black curls, bright eyes, and an expression that was way too curious for a toddler.
Rhodey cleared his throat. “Hey, yeah—nice to meet you, kid. And it's Colonel James Rhodes”
Teddy stared at him.
He turned to May.
“Are they bad guys?”
Rhodey choked.
Happy looked offended. “What?! No!”
Teddy squinted at them.
“…Are you sure?”
Rhodey exhaled. “Yes, kid. We’re sure.”
Teddy tilted his head.
“…That’s what a bad guy would say.”
Happy gawked. “Are you serious?!”
May smirked slightly.
Rhodey let out a breathless laugh.
(Because that was so Tony like answer).
May stepped forward, blocking the doorway.
“Listen,” she said firmly. “I don’t know why you’re looking for Harry, but I don’t like surprises. So either you tell me what’s going on, or I’m closing this door.”
Rhodey and Happy paused.
Rhodey sighed. "Can we wait here for harry atleast?!
Before May could answer—
Completely unprompted—
“Are you Daddy’s friends?”
Rhodey and Happy blinked.
Then looked at each other.
Then back at Teddy.
Happy hesitated. “Uh…”
Teddy’s eyes widened hopefully.
“You are, right?”
Rhodey—the literal decorated war hero—felt his entire resolve shatter.
“…Yeah, kid,” he found himself saying. “We are.”
Teddy grinned.
“Okay!”
Then, happily—
“Do you wanna play with me?”
Happy made a choked noise.
Tony’s grandson was this adorable.and he was a tiny menace.
Happy just shook his head.
May patted Teddy on the head"Not this time teddy, today is May and teddy day only"
Teddy beamed. "Okay!!!! MAYBE NEXT TIME CONOLAL JEMS RHODIES"
May turned to face them with a stern face "I'll tell Harry you visited today, I'll ask him to contact you if he wants to, leave your contact details"
Rhodey and Happy did just that because they didn't want to upset May, Peter or Harry.