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heroic_jawline) wrote2016-12-22 09:46 pm
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Above Stark Industries, Thursday afternoon
Steve was still sifting through the file photos of the Chinese Theater explosion when his phone rang. "Rogers," he said, sounding distracted.
"Click the link I'm sending you right now," Natasha said in his ear.
"Should I be worried?"
"Just watch it."
And that was why Tony was probably hearing some distinctly un-PG words coming out of Captain America's mouth as he watched his Tony threaten the Mandarin live on international television.
"Click the link I'm sending you right now," Natasha said in his ear.
"Should I be worried?"
"Just watch it."
And that was why Tony was probably hearing some distinctly un-PG words coming out of Captain America's mouth as he watched his Tony threaten the Mandarin live on international television.
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"Any particular reason for that?" he asked, glancing past him to see if he could figure it out on his own.
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No, seriously now.
"What?"
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He sighed and rubbed his forehead.
"How many of the rings does he have?"
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He clicked the Mandarin's message aside just to watch a missile aimed at Tony's house. "Holy shit."
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Because of course he was.
"Does he have an armory there?"
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"Give out your damn address," he muttered. "Idiot."
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Tony put his hand on Steve's shoulder. "There," he said, pointing to a flash of gold that wasn't part of the explosion.
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That relief wouldn't last long, though.
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"Where is SHIELD during all this? It's being aired live for god's sake."
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"Where is he?" Tony muttered under his breath, trying to will the smoke and debris to clear. With his magic powers.
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The voice on the other end of the phone seemed far more concerned with Steve's tone than telling him anything.
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"Remarkably glad my team never joined SHIELD," Tony muttered. "It won't help if I say I've survived worse, will it?"
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Fury's response was succinct and soon Steve was holding a dead phone when he crushed it just a little too hard.
"Whoops."
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"What did he say?"
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Don't laugh, Tony.
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Because of course Osborn would have picked that name too.
"I would contact him once I was certain I wouldn't put him in harm's way." A beat. "And Rhodey would punch me for it after putting himself there on his own."
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"Hey, it's Rogers," he said. "Don't suppose you've heard from Tony yet?"
There was a long, awkward pause and Steve's face fell. "Yeah, me either. Not that I'm exactly his first call, but--"
But he can't be gone.
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His eyes went wide. "She was in the house too? Is she alright?"
He nodded for Tony to know. "She's with some visitor who showed up--Maya Hansen--who works for AIM? Tell her if she needs anything, I'd be happy to help."
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He covered his mouth.
"Maya, what have you gotten yourself into this time?"
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"Remember MODOK?"
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He took a breath, rubbing his forehead.
"One soldier to take down all resistance in a city by themselves."
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Nope, just blew his head off and panicked a lot.
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He tilted his head at Tony. "You're not going to blow yourself up, right?"
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And subtly checking on his Happy and Pepper. No big.
"We'll get this figured out."
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Weird, right?
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"Will do," Steve said, going back to scanning his files.