Darcy and Tony, her bio-dad had slowly build a nice father-daughter relationship for the past 20 years. After the Shieldra dump files affair, they both learned the existence of their filiation (just like the whole world did). Even with their crazy Stark gene pool making them unpredictable and slightly prone to volatile explosions near their general direction, they succeeded in not-dying. Of course, Tony vetoed any Avengers sniffing around the fruit of his loins but couldn’t very well stop her from eloping with Captain America when she decided to. Tony disappeared one day and didn’t come back after weeks of searching, Darcy decided to take charge without telling anyone – Steve could be annoying with his ‘Darcy please don’t die or touch those grenades!’. She lead her own investigation, found the organisation who did it, infiltrated them (she had some black widow’s gadgets with her and hoped she won’t get killed for stealing them) and after kicking some collective asses, found her dad (and blew shit up). Tony was really proud, annoyed, worried but proud.
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