"HAS ANYONE SEEN TONY?!" Pepper cried as she ran into the room looking really angry.
"No," everyone replied.
"Why?" Bruce asked.
"He missed a meeting. AGAIN!" Pepper replied. "I am going to KILL him!" she as fuming now.
"Erm. . . Miss Potts you may wish to rethink that staitment when I tell you that it was not Mr Stark's fault he missed the meeting. In-fact he was packing up ready to get ready for the meeting when an accendent happened," JARVIS said. Everyone froze.
"JARVIS why didn't you tell anyone?" Pepper asked.
"I was accdently switched off when the accenent happened Miss Potts. I have just managed to turned myself back on." JARVIS replied.
"JARVIS where is Tony?" Steve asked.
"His workshop," JARVIS replied. Everyon hurried down there and Pepper tieped in the password on the keypad. The door slid open and everyone walked in but there was no sign of Tony. Steve then heard sniffing.
"Hay guys listen," he said. "Can you hear it?" he asked.
"It sounds like someones crying," Bruce said. Steve followed the noise and almost fainted when he saw a small boy crouched behind the sofa crying and cradeling his hand to his chest. Steve knew it was Tony because he could see the glow of the arc reactor in his chest.
"Tony?" Steve asked. The small boy looked up.
"Whos you?" he asked his lip trembeling. "I want my mummy," the boy sniffed.
"Your mummys dead Tony. Don't you remember?" Steve asked. The small boy burst into tears and began bangging his head with his hands and screaming. Steve fell over himself in shock as the boy cried. Bruce hurried forward and knelt down pulling the childs hands away from his head.
"Tony look at me," Bruce said. Tony looked up tears spilling down his face. "Your mummy is dead and so is your daddy. But we're here looking after you," Bruce said. "My name's Bruce. That man is Steve. He was good frieds with your father. Then there's Pepper, Natasha, Clint, Thor, Phil, Jane, Darcy, Erik and Loki (yeah Loki's now on the good side)." Bruce said and pointed to each person.
"I want my mummy," the small boy whispered.
"I know sweety. But will we do for now?" Bruce asked. Tony sniffed and held out his arms. Bruce picked Tony up and then noticed the boys hand. "Tony what happened to your hand?" Bruce asked. He could clearly see it was broken and it was covered in blood.
"Me woke up to find it twapped undew tat," Tony said pointing to a clump of rubble on the floor.
"Oh you poor baby," Pepper said.
"Tony can you tell us how old you are?" Bruce asked.
"I is two," Tony said holding up two fingers and snuggeling into Bruce's arms. Bruce nodded and carried Tony to the medical center where he x-rayed the boys hand cleaned up the blood, sewed the gash up and then put a cast on the hand.
"There you go." Bruce said smiling. Tony looked at the cast on his hand and burst into tears again. Bruce's eyes widned in shock. "What's wrong Tony?" he asked as he picked up the boy and realised how thin thhe boy was.
"Huwts," was all Tony said. Bruce sighed tidley and pulled out some pain killers that he knew a child could have.
"Here Tony have these and pain will stop," Bruce coaxed. Tony took the pain killers and yawned. Bruce smiled and carried Tony upstairs where everyone was in the living room. When Tony saw Steve he held his arms out to the man. Steve was taken aback but picked up the child and soon Tony was fast asleep.
"We'll have to take him shopping. He only has the clothes he's wearing now," She said.
"I can see if I can find out what happened to Tony," Bruce offered.
"Yes please," Pepper said.
"I'm going to put him to bed," Steve whispered and carried the child up the stairs to Tony's room.