The trip to New Orleans was just the kind of break Anya needed. It gave her a few hours of not thinking about anything except food and talking to her best friend in the entire world. Her brain stopped thinking about code, at least while they were down there, and she hadn't thought about repairing armor either.

The code for the nanites was done. She had finished it and triple checked it before handing the nanites over to the doctors. They would be injected into her father and he would start to get better. That was the most important thing. Once Dad was up, then they could deal with "auntie".

One good thing about being in S.H.I.E.L.D. was that her "aunt" couldn't reach her. Anya knew the woman was pissed about the computers at Stark and Anya figured "auntie" knew Anya had been the one to lock her out. It had been amusing to watch her reaction when she discovered that she controlled Stark Inc, but couldn't get to anything.

Anya delivered the nanites and immediately went to the room set aside for the family. She fell on the bed and was asleep in about two seconds. Even with the nanites it would take Dad some time to wake up and the family could catch up on missed sleep while he healed.