A/N: This is the sequel to Awake and Alive! It's probably a good idea to read that one first, just because it will make more sense as to what's going on. Enjoy! :D
Don't wake me
'cause I don't wanna leave this dream
Don't wake me
'cause I never seem to stay asleep enough
-Don't Wake Me: Skillet
It was six months after Bruce came back when Tony burst into his room while he was sleeping.
"Wakie wakie, Brucie!" He yelled at the top of his lungs. Bruce sat straight up in bed, his disheveled hair hanging in his eyes.
"Tony, if you don't get out of here, I'm going green." He growled. Tony just laughed.
"Don't worry, the Big Guy likes me." He said cockily. Bruce brushed his hair aside and sighed.
"Didn't he throw you against the wall in the last training session?" Bruce asked, smirking a little. Tony just shrugged.
"It was just a little love throw! Besides, that's not important right now!" Tony said, perching on the edge of his bed. Bruce sighed again, wondering what scheme the genius had cooked up now.
"What do you want Tony?" He asked, resigned to his fate. Tony shook his head.
"Tut tut, forgetting a big promise here? Just think, I could have taken advantage of you! Now, where do you want to go shower people with the awesomeness that is the Avengers?" Bruce rubbed a hand across his face, trying to remember what it was that Tony had promised him. Then he froze. Every six months the entire team will go wherever you want, just to help. The video, the promise that had made him come back. Bruce racked his brain for one of the places that would be better to show his acquaintances. He smiled. He knew of the perfect place.
"Tell the others to pack some clothes, stuff they don't mind getting ruined. And get some medicines together. I'm going to plan where we're going. Oh, and don't pack too much, you're going to have to carry whatever you bring." He warned. Tony nodded, still grinning.
"I'm on it! Time for an Avengers vacation!"
"It's not a-" Bruce watched Tony bounce out of the room. "-vacation." He finished quietly. What was the use?
Later that Day…
"You do realize that none of us know anything about doctoring, right?" Clint asked. Bruce shrugged.
"You can follow my orders, and I'm sure that at least you and Natasha know some field medicine." He replied, calmly reading a magazine as they flew to an unknown destination.
"Yeah, but most of that is for gunshot or stab wounds." Clint muttered, leaning back into his seat.
"I think it will be good for us to do this, like a team bonding experience." Steve put his two cents in.
"I to think this will be good! It is always good to help others!" Thor boomed.
"Besides, I made a promise, so you all have to do it." Tony said triumphantly.
"Since when do you make promises for us?" Clint fired back.
"Since I was trying to get Bruce to come back!" Tony retorted.
"You know, if you guys keep that up, I might get upset." Bruce flipped a page in his magazine. Both Tony and Clint scoffed at him and continued to argue for the entire flight. Bruce looked up and caught Natasha's eye, shrugging.
"It was worth a shot."