Tony sat on his couch, putting a cold pack on his head, trying desperately to recover from the hangover from the drinking from the night before. He heard his phone ring, he rolled his eyes and rolled over on the couch.

"Sir, it is Nick Fury on the phone for you."

"Thanks but no thanks, Jarvis. Tell Captain Goth Pirate I am in an important meeting in Bangkok." He said as he closed his eyes, trying to rest.

"I am not sure that is the best idea, but if that is what you want."

Tony ignored Jarvis' input and fell into a light sleep.

Tony woke up to the door slamming, jumping up from the couch to grab his power bracelets, prepairing for anything. He looked into the darkness of his living room to see a tall man in a bright Red, White, and Blue uniform hastely walk into the room. Tony rolled his eyes as Steve Rogers appeared in the dim light.

"Oh, what did Fury send his lap do..." Tony was interrupted by a powerful punch to right of his jaw. He fell back onto the couch as the Captain socked him so hard he lost control of his vision.

"You son of a bitch!" Tony screamed as he shot up, prepaired to fight back.

"Where the hell were you today?" Steve said in a very plainly angry manner.

Tony looked at Steve, he looked away and sat down. He put his head in his hands and rubbed his face.

"I told Fury, I was in a meeting in Bangkok."

"Tony, I am not gonna sit here and tell you how much bullshit that is, because I have a feeling you already know." Steve said in a stern manner.

"We needed your help today, Bruce turned into the Hulk and lost control of himself."

Tony looked up. "Steve, that is not my problem."

Steve built up with rage. He grabbed Tony by the collar and stood him up in front of him, nearly lifting him off the ground.

"HE DESTROYED AN ORPHANGE AND KILLED 25 CHILDREN!" Steve yelled in uncontrolable anger.

Tony's eyes widened, shocked and sad at the loss. He put his hands on Steve's wrist, looking him in the eye.

"Steve...I am sorry, I didn't know." Tony said, with a loss of control in his voice.

Steve softened his face, he let go of Tony and stepped back.

"Maybe if you weren't so self obsessed with your drinking and partying, you wouldn't have had a hangover and chose to ignore Fury's call. Believe it or not Tony, we need you...Bruce needed you today, I NEEDED...I needed you today."

Tony looked as Steve looked away, trying to not only hide his anger, but his feelings. Steve turned and walked away from Tony. Tony slowly followed Steve as he walked down the hallway.

"You know Steve, you shouldn't depend on me."

Steve turned around and looked at Tony, the anger built up in him again. He grabbed Tony's shirt collar and slammed him against the wall.

"And why the hell not? You think people shouldn't trust you? You think you shouldn't be needed? Tony, stop this self destructive behavior and get over your prima donnas issues, because I am not listening to it anymore!"

Tony was shocked with the anger coming from Steve, the lack of control he had when it came to Tony believeing he was useless. He saw the seething in his eyes, and Tony had to admit, he was never more turned on.