{"id":31572,"date":"2012-12-18T05:59:35","date_gmt":"2012-12-18T05:59:35","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2012\/12\/18\/gadgeteerphilanthropist-iamthefirechild-94\/"},"modified":"2012-12-18T05:59:35","modified_gmt":"2012-12-18T05:59:35","slug":"gadgeteerphilanthropist-iamthefirechild-94","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2012\/12\/18\/gadgeteerphilanthropist-iamthefirechild-94\/","title":{"rendered":""},"content":{"rendered":"

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Some of the light went out of her face, and her shoulders went up. \u201cI \u2026 thought I\u2019d offer him a chance to shout at me. Or whatever he likes. It can\u2019t be any worse than what I\u2019ve said to myself the last few days.\u201d The loss of animation in her face allowed Jarvis to see the dark circles under her eyes, vestiges of three near-sleepless nights. \u201cBut if you say not \u2026 I\u2019ll just.\u201d Summer didn\u2019t finish the sentence. Impulsively, she hugged Jarvis, ducking her head hard into his chest. \u201cHe\u2019ll be okay, won\u2019t he? Even if he doesn\u2019t forgive me.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

Jarvis took half a step back, startled at the sudden hug.\u00a0 Okay.\u00a0 Definitely new.\u00a0 That was new.\u00a0 It took a moment before he returned the embrace, loosely and as if he wasn\u2019t entirely sure he was supposed to.\u00a0 \u201cI\u2026believe so, yes.\u00a0 Mr. Stark has made it through worse.\u00a0 But I find it hard to imagine him not forgiving you.\u00a0 You\u2019ve become something of a permanent fixture in the tower.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

His uncertainty hummed in her bones, under his comforting words. Summer sighed, and let him go. \u201cRelax, Jarvis. Remember what I am. I won\u2019t do anything you don\u2019t want.\u201d She pressed her lips together. \u201cI\u2019ll \u2014 why don\u2019t you escort me upstairs, as usual,\u201d she threw a quirk of a smile upward, \u201cand we\u2019ll see what Tony has to say to me. After that, I think \u2014 let me take you out to see the world the way we see it, Jarvis. Please.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

\u201cIt is not your intentions that concern me,\u201d Jarvis replied, folding his arms over his chest, \u201cbut I\u2019ve never hugged anyone or been hugged before.\u00a0 It\u2019s\u2026strange.\u201d\u00a0 It was also strange having to find the words to say something, rather than simply saying what he needed to say without needing to organize it first.\u00a0 He gestured for her to follow him towards the elevator.\u00a0 \u201cI won\u2019t object to that.\u00a0 So far the most I\u2019ve seen was on the car ride from the airport.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

Her phone rang as they were emerging from the elevator. Checking the caller id, she said, “Oh, it’s dad, I have to take this. I’ll catch up, go on.”<\/p>\n

Summer put the phone up to her ear and said hello. Then she froze, and said nothing else for a long minute, colour draining out of her face. “Yeah, yeah okay. Tomorrow. Yeah. No, go ahead without me. I’ll … be there. No, no, I’ll be okay. I’m not alone. Are you — okay. No, I promise. I’m not alone, dad, I’ll be okay. I love you too. Bye.”<\/p>\n

Her hand dropped, and she swallowed hard. “Jarvis?” Summer’s voice came out ragged, somehow empty.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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