Steve had never had a phone in his bedroom. Before he'd been frozen in the ice, he'd only ever had one phone. He could never get used to the phone ringing so close to his bed. That's why, when the phone went off in the middle of the night, Steve was the one who woke up. Tony barely twitched.

He reached over for the phone, pulled it clumsily off the nightstand, and muttered a groggy hello.

"Captain Rogers?" Steve sat up. The voice of an officer made him snap to attention on instinct.

"Commander Fury. What's wrong? Did something happen?"

"Put Stark on the phone." Steve looked over at Tony, sleeping peacefully.

"He's asleep."

"Put the phone next to his ear." Steve sighed and rested the phone next to Tony's pillow. "STARK WAKE UP RIGHT NOW THAT'S AN ORDER YOU MOTHA- "

Tony shot straight up, sending the phone flying away as he swatted it off the pillow frantically. Steve grinned. Tony gave him an annoyed look, and retrieved the phone from the floor.

"What is it Fury? I was getting my beauty sleep," Tony teased.

"There's a bit of a situation. Do you know a Dr. Richard Parker? Works for Oscorp? He and his wife just went missing. Their house has been ransacked."

"Parker was at the forefront of cross-genetic manipulation, I've only heard of him. Any idea who he's running from?"

"Not a clue. But I was hoping you could help us search his office, maybe find some genius-type documents that he left behind. Figure out what he was doing."

"I'm on it." Tony disconnected the call and tossed the phone to the end of the bed. "You wanna come with, Steve? I'm being exploited for my genius again. It'll be funnnn."

Steve laughed and slid out of bed, "Somehow I think I might be the only one who actually exploits you for real fun." Tony stuck his tongue out at Steve mockingly and rolled out of bed lazily. He walked over to Steve and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

"Wouldn't have it any other way, Cap."

The small home in the suburbs of New York looked so normal from the outside. The inside however, told a different story. The closets were thrown open and clothes that hadn't fit in suitcases were tossed on the floor. Dr. Parker's office had papers covering the floor and a laptop charger still plugged into the wall, the laptop nowhere in sight. Steve looked around sadly. He crouched down and picked up a broken picture frame from the floor. The glass was shattered, but the picture was intact. It was a family photo. Dr. Parker, his wife, and a little newborn baby, still in the blanket from the hospital.

"They had a kid."

Tony look up from the papers in his hand, "Yeah, Peter, I think. His parents left him with his aunt and uncle."

Steve put the frame down, "It's so sad. That they had to leave him behind. Poor kid."

Tony nodded absently and flipped through more papers. He opened the filing cabinet and frowned. "The files are empty. Parker must've taken them with him. Or someone else got to them first."

"Did Fury send you the damage report?"

"Yeah, lemme pull it up," Tony pulled out his phone and opened the file. His frown deepened as he scrolled through it. "Hey you know how I said the kid was left with his aunt and uncle?" Steve nodded. "Well Fury sent me the uncle's statement. He said Parker showed up without explanation. Left the kid and a briefcase .Told him to keep it safe."

"Looks like we should check it out."

Tony scrolled down a few more pages, "Too late. Just got another message. Someone broke into the house and killed Dr. Parker's brother and his wife. Probably took the case too."

Steve swore under his breath, but then looked up with a hint of worry. "What happened to the baby?"

"Found him in one of the rooms. I gotta go, Fury wants me to report to S.H.I.E.L.D. and go over what's here. I'll have a driver come pick you up. You should go home, Cap. Get some sleep."

"Sure, sure." Steve kissed Tony goodbye and waited for him to leave the room. He leaned over and picked up the photo of the Parkers and their baby, slid it in his coat pocket, and went to wait for the driver.

Tony got back to Stark Tower expecting to find Steve asleep or in the gym. But as far as he could tell, Steve never got home.

"JARVIS? Any idea where Steve is?"

"No, Mr. Stark. His driver arrived home without him. Would you like me to patch you through to him?"

"Cap doesn't know how to work his cell phone… I might as well have given him a paperweight for Christmas. Call the driver for me."

"Right away, Mr. Stark."

…

"Hello, Mr. Stark. Will you be needing a ride somewhere?"

"Nah, just tell me where you took Steve."

"Oh, he had me call Commander Fury and ask about someone named Peter Parker. And then I dropped him off at the Children's Hospital."

"You know what? I think I will be needing a ride."

Tony found Steve alone in a hospital room set up for a baby. He was sitting on the armchair next to the crib, back facing the door, and cradling a little boy.

"You scared me, Steve. Thought I was gonna meet you at home."

Steve turned around slowly and put a finger to his lips, "Shh, he's sleeping. And sorry about that. I just… thought it was sad. The poor kid was alone. His parents are missing, his aunt and uncle are dead. And he has no idea. No idea that he's all alone." Steve knew how that felt to be alone, with no family, no one who knew you and it just hurt to think that such an innocent child would ever have to live through that. "Nobody should be alone."

Tony frowned and put a comforting hand on his shoulder. He could tell that Steve wasn't talking about the baby anymore. "You aren't alone, Cap. You'll always have me."

Steve smiled slightly. "But who does he have? This poor guy he doesn't have anyone." Tony looked down at Peter and stroked his little hand with his index finger. Peter yawned, wrapped his hand around Tony's finger and squeezed before drifting back into sleep. Tony smiled.

"He has me. Just like you."

Steve looked shocked. "What?"

Tony used his free hand to pull out his cell and call Fury. "Hey, you know the Parker kid? Don't hand his file over to social services. Send it straight to my lawyer. He's coming home with me." Tony smiled as Steve's eyes lit up. Are you serious? he mouthed. Tony grinned. "Oh yeah, Fury, call the hospital as soon as I hang up, I don't want them to think I'm stealing the kid or anything." He ended the call and slid the phone back in his pocket. Steve looked up at him with thrilled surprise.

"Tony, what are you doing?"

"I'm starting a family."