And here is Chapter 2. BTW, this chapter is only actually 3,912 words long... I wrote responses at the bottom... Sry...

Tony ended up waking at seven o'clock to a cold shudder. Something that normally never happened in his temperature controlled living spaces. Frowning, he mentally inspected himself. He didn't feel sick, just cold. Something else was different. Just his body was freezing. Opening his eyes, Tony discovered he was lying on his bed in just his boxers. But the genius was certain that he had covered himself with sheets and blankets before sleeping. Glancing over, Tony was shocked to see coppery red hair spilling out from a large bundle of blankets beside him. This was a sight he wasn't used to seeing. Pepper wasn't one to steal blankets. In fact, she actually normally slept under a different set from Tony as he had to have a thicker set to keep the Arc reactor from lighting up the room. Yet here it was, displayed out in the open. And Pepper was curled, face down on the bed. Tony frowned.

"Pep?" Tony grunted as he crossed his arms to try and warm himself. Something must have happened to JARVIS for the temp control to stop working. Pepper didn't move at the sound of his voice. Frowning, Tony nudged her with his elbow. Technically, it was rare for him to see her in the morning so he actually didn't know she wasn't a morning person. His greeting was a groan of anger that was filled with sleep. He blinked rapidly in surprise. Before bed, Pepper had mentioned to Tony that JARVIS better be online in the morning to wake her as she had an important meeting at eight. A quick glance at the illuminated clock on the other side of the blanket hut showed it was near that time. "Pepper?"

"What?" came the grumbled groan. Tony smiled at the sound. It sounded so much like him. How he so wanted to make fun of her right now even though he knew it wouldn't be right. No need to press his luck. He knew how cranky he could get in the morning, who knew how bad she could get, especially when running late.

"Uh… It's 7:40," Tony mentioned. Pepper shot up so fast that the blankets were tossed to the end of the bed. Tony moaned at the loss of the sheets but didn't comment on it. Felt it was best to keep silent especially at Pepper's girlish ear splitting screech.

"Oh my god! Why didn't JARVIS wake me? I need to shower, dress, do my makeup, do my hair…" Pepper trailed off as she rushed to stand. It was after her scream of shock that Tony began to wish he had carpeted his floor rather than used hard wood. She jumped back onto the bed and sent an accusatory glare at Tony. "What happened? What is going on? Why is it freezing?"

"Something happened to JARVIS. I have to get down to my lab," Tony answered but as he looked to the floor, he groaned. He really didn't want to step foot on that really cold floor. But considering he was already cold, Tony figured it wouldn't be too much of an issue. Slowly, he stepped onto the floor and was amazed when he felt no difference between that and the air. Nodding to himself in a rather pleased manner, Tony stood up and headed toward the door to their room. Pepper frowned at him leaving in just his boxers but knew Tony wouldn't really dress himself even if she asked. At least no one was really in the towers to see him except her.

"When will JARVIS be back online?" Pepper meekly called from the bed. Already she could hear the demands of other employees and members from her meeting insisting she give them an answer. Since none of them tended to deal with Tony, Pepper could already feel a headache forming. She knew Tony wouldn't commit to an actual time line but she had to try. Tony glanced back at her and shrugged. He really wouldn't know until he went down to his lab and checked everything out. She sighed at him.

"Could be an hour, could be tomorrow. Don't really know. Depends on what happened," Tony told her. Pepper nodded, figuring that would be her answer. Timidly she moved to stand up herself. Tony snorted at the shudder that ran through her frame as she draped her feet on the hardwood floor. "I'll tell you after your meeting!"

"Okay," Pepper said, knowing that she'd have to find Tony to get the answer after the meeting. Tony always forgets what he tells her. She didn't even notice Tony slip out of the room with a nod as he headed down to his lab to start work. Slowly, she stood up, her thin nightgown letting in more of the cold air than she expected. Another chill ran up her spine but a glance at the clock on her nightstand told her that she couldn't wait. She had to shower, now. If only JARVIS was online to try and delay the meeting by an hour or more...

A floor above, Clint cuddled down into a blanket bundle. Every blanket he had in his room normally laid beneath him on the bed but in his sleep, Clint had unconsciously moved each one above him. Now he lay curled up in a little ball trying to stay warm. A cough escaped his lips but it was still rather light and so he didn't wake. He just curled up on himself some more. If JARVIS was active, the AI would be putting a call into Banner for Clint was beginning to show signs of a fever. Course, that wouldn't be the only reason JARVIS would call Bruce. But sadly, JARVIS was still down. Another cough racked through Clint and his lungs crackled as he inhaled afterwards. Groaning, he rolled over, making sure that his blanket fort covered him. Snuggling down, Clint tried his hardest to get warm.

JARVIS's issue ended up being a bigger deal than Tony had originally thought. He had believed that in the maintenance mode, JARVIS may have accidently messed up some of his coding. And while that was slightly true, Tony also found some smoking circuitry. Clint's electrical arrow had more punch to it then Tony had planned for. The electricity had raced through the lab door and into JARVIS's main circuit board. Considering how old some of the circuits were, they burst. An issue that wouldn't have happened until... Well, until JARVIS went to maintenance mode and tested each circuit.

So now, Tony got to spend his lovely, freezing cold, morning going through all of JARVIS's circuits and replacing each and every one of them. While it would have been simple to fix just the damaged ones, Clint's training had proved that Tony had to step up his game and be prepared for shit like this. God forbid someone had tried to attack last night. Tony paused in his work.

"Great, now he's got me all fricken paranoid!" Tony grumbled. Even though he wasn't pleased with the idea, Tony continued to find himself thinking of all the different safety parameters that he'd have to change or even create. It was almost just exhausting thinking of it all, never mind actually doing it. With a sigh, Tony shook his head and continued replacing JARVIS's circuits. It wasn't much longer before Pepper came into the lab. She was still dressed from the meeting but she also had a small scarf wrapped around her neck. In her hands was a thick heavy blanket which she draped over Tony's still bare back. He hadn't even noticed that he was still in his boxers and was shaking from the chill.

"It's still cold here," Pepper moaned as a greeting. The genius paused to realize what had happened. He was suddenly a little warmer but he hadn't done anything to make that happen. Glancing around, he noticed Pepper standing behind him. She looked cold and slightly ticked off. His mind filtered what she had just said and he almost snapped at her. All morning he had been getting pissed off. Pissed at JARVIS for choosing this night to go into maintenance mode, pissed that it was the middle of January, and so much more. So, knowing his snark back at her would be worse than normal, Tony just took a breath and then dove back into the wires. Pepper waited a minute. "Having a hard time?"

"Just tedious work," Tony grunted as he tossed a bunch of wires that had melded together toward the trash. Pepper frowned as it missed the bin. Dum-e quickly shifted forward the grab the bundle and proudly tossed it into the bin. Pepper smiled at the little bot. She was slightly thankful that the three bots that Tony had didn't run off the same system as JARVIS. It would have been really upsetting if anything happened to them. Hell, the duo had done a little funeral for them after the Mandarin had destroyed the Malibu house and done a lot of damage to the bots then. Thankfully, Tony had been later able to go done into the ocean and rescue them. "Gonna take some time."

"How much?" Pepper asked, knowing that her office phone was filled with complaints about the temp and how long it was taking to restore JARVIS. Tony glanced back at her. His face was twisted in anger. She shrugged trying to show that she could care less. Tony sighed, he knew it wasn't really her but it was her mentioning it. "Got some complaints."

Tony knew she was downplaying the actual amount of complaints. As much as she didn't know, her phone was hooked up to a separate e-mail account that he had loaded up on a tablet that sat beside him. This tablet was also the main connection he had with JARVIS. Each message on her phone went straight to this account and shifted to text format. Tony would then read each and every one. Not that it took him much time to read the complaints as he worked. Especially seeing as most complaints were pretty much word for word the same thing. It just got aggravating that a lot of employees thought that Tony was sitting on his ass, not doing a damned thing about it.

"Well, sorry. Can't do much about that. Going as fast as I can. Two more hands would help. Or maybe four. Yeah... That Doc Ock really had a good idea. Cept when he turned evil. That wasn't good..." Tony trailed on, talking more and more about Doctor Octavius. Pepper shook her head, knowing that Tony would be on this topic for a while now. Thankfully, while he spoke, he continued working. Pepper silently watched the genius work. Within seconds, she got confused as to what the billionaire was doing. Knowing she couldn't be of help, she sat down on a nearby chair and watched. Sensing her watching him, Tony turned to look at her after finishing his rant. "You gonna lend a hand?"

"And do what?" Pepper countered. Tony looked back at his work with a frown. He couldn't even trust his bots to help him with this work. How could he trust Pepper, a woman who never worked with his machines? With a sigh of resignation, Tony realized he was basically on his own. In the amount of time it would take for him to tell Pepper what to do, he'd already had finished four things. Behind him, Pepper smiled. Things usually worked out easier for Tony when he worked out the problem on his own. If you explained it for him, he tried to argue with you for hours until he finally saw your point. But if you waited a few minutes and let him figure it out on his own, you'd save yourself some time. Pepper learned that very quickly on in their relationship.

The two continued to silently do what they were doing. Tony worked on fixing JARVIS and Pepper watched him. It didn't take much longer before Tony began to feel the prickling of Pepper's stare beginning to bother him. Considering how much was already bothering him, he didn't want to say something to her that he'd regret. So, he needed to get rid of her.

"Why don't you go check on our house guests?" Tony suggested, rolling his shoulders to show her his agitation at her watching him. Pepper stiffened and looked away from the genius. She hadn't heard from any of the other Avengers and it hadn't dawned on her till Tony said something. but as she thought about why not, she remembered. Everyone had left the night before. Everyone but her, Tony and...

"Have you seen Clint?" Pepper questioned just as Tony began working on the last circuit. He paused for only a moment before it clicked into place. Right away the heat kicked on and the tablet beside Tony began to rapidly fill with code. Forgetting what Pepper had asked, Tony clapped his hands together in a wiping manner as if cleansing himself of the situation. Knowing that it'd take another few minutes before JARVIS finished restarting, Tony turned to Pepper. He gave her a satisfied smirk that was returned with a worried look. Frowning, he looked around to see what was wrong. Not figuring it out, he focused on her again.

"What?"

"Clint?" she pressed. Tony's frown deepened. He hadn't seen him since... He shot the archer with Banner's serum! Without a word of explanation to Pepper, Tony raced off in the direction of the stairs. Pepper jumped to her feet and looked off in the direction that the genius had rushed off to. "Tony? Tony!"

Meanwhile, upstairs, Clint groaned as he finally began to wake. His whole body ached like he had been in a three day long fight but at the same time it tingled as if everything had relaxed to the point that the blood stopped flowing. But most of all, he felt cold. Peering his eyes open, Clint noticed a small slit in his bundle of blankets. Reaching out with a small hand, Clint closed the gap without even noticing. Sighing as some of the cold vanished, he tried to go back to sleep when something began to tickle his chest. It was a feeling he hadn't felt for years. Almost since he was six years old. Because of such, Clint didn't realize what was happening until he fell into a long coughing fit the had him gasping for air like a fish out of water. In shock, Clint sharply sat up to try and get air. The blankets fell off his racking frame and draped around his waist and lap.

As he coughed, a long crashing noise happened over by his front door. Wishing he could cry out for help, Clint continued to gasp on his bed as his body continued to suck in air just to quickly cough it out. Another loud crash meant that someone had busted through the door and Clint was certainly pleased when Tony and Pepper appeared at the doorway from his living room to his bedroom. Tony froze in the door but Pepper frantically pushed past and dropped onto the bed behind Clint. She began mixing a rub and pat on his back to help soothe his coughing.

A minute or two later, Clint's coughing calmed down. Grateful for being able to breathe, Clint leaned back into Pepper, not noticing the sudden height difference from before. Pepper stiffened slightly at the act but relaxed as she continued to rub the archer's back. Slowly she looked up at Tony. His eyes were blown wide in shock and terror as he stared at the sight before him. It was because of this that Pepper knew she wasn't imagining what she was seeing as well. But neither said anything considering Clint apparently had no idea what had happened to him.

"Thanks," Clint croaked, his voice cracking not only because of his coughing but because of what had happened to him the night before. Pepper nodded while staring down at Clint with a mix of surprise, fear, and worry. Too distracted by his friends in his room to look down at his frame, Clint looked over at Tony. "Man, why is it so cold?"

"Cl... Clint?" Tony shockingly called as he stared at the maybe 4 year old form in front of him. Clint frowned, confused at the questioned. Slowly, he nodded, wondering if Tony hit his head on something before barging into his room. Pepper raised a hand to her mouth in an effort to stifle her own gasp of surprise at the admission. Clint turned to her before looking back at Tony. Feeling self-conscious, Clint scrambled out of bed but tripped on his pajama bottoms and face-planted into the ground. Groaning, Clint turned around.

"Ow... What the-" Clint grumbled before stopping. He looked down at his legs and noticed how they were tangled in his clothing and how the pants were hanging by his ankles. Quickly kicking them off, Clint scurried to his feet and stared down at his shorter body. Pepper blushed and looked away quickly before realizing that Clint's pajama top was big enough to cover his small frame down to his knees. Stunned, she slid off the bed and dropped to her knees beside Clint. No one spoke as Clint looked up at her and realized that on her knees, she was as tall as him. Outraged, Clint turned to Tony. "WHAT DID YOU DO?"

"Me? Why me? Why not you?" Tony accused as if it made a difference who cause this. Clint stared at the genius in a sort of stunned silence before another cough escaped his lips. Ignoring the rest of what was going on, Pepper raised a hand to Clint's forehead.

"Oh my god! You're burning up!" Pepper declared. Clint shrugged, not used to being worried about what he was sick with. No, right now he was focused onto why he was a young boy once again.

"Wait? So he's sick and a kid?" Tony moaned. Pepper nodded as Clint suddenly seemed to change colors and rush into his bathroom. The door slammed shut but both could still hear the tell-tale sounds of vomiting. Tony winced. "Natasha's gonna kill me."

Pepper frowned at her boyfriend before going over to the door. There was still sounds of vomiting mixing in with sounds of coughing. She sighed deeply, wondering what to do. Depending on Clint's new age, his body may not be up to handling whatever he may have. And already the Avengers had once had to deal with Clint getting three illnesses all at the same time. God-forbid that happened again. She knocked lightly just as there was a loud sound of a toilet flushing. Smiling lightly, she knocked again.

"Yeah?" came the muted call back. Pepper tested the handle and found the door wasn't even locked. Slowly, she entered. She grimaced at the smell of vomit the emitted from the small room. Thankfully she had gotten used to it mostly thanks to the various times of having to deal with Tony's many hungover experiences.

"You okay?" she asked. Clint glanced down at the toilet before his body. This was totally embarrassing. But at least it was on par with being ill from before.

"Other than being six years old again, yeah," Clint moaned. Tony appeared behind Pepper in the doorway.

"How can you tell that you're six?" he questioned. Clint looked up at the genius.

"The scars," he replied softly. Tony winced, remembering when Clint briefly described his past to the other Avengers. Pepper hadn't been involved during that but Tony had gotten Clint's permission to tell her. Her eyes softened even more in sadness before Clint dramatically dropped to the floor in a heavy coughing fit. Pepper rushed to his side.

"Tony! We have to do something!" she cried. Tony froze.

"What? What do we do?" Tony answered back. Pepper glanced down at Clint as he coughed up something brown. Neither one could tell if he coughed up something he vomited, something from his lungs or dried up blood. Either way, Pepper and Tony couldn't deal with this.

"We have to bring him to a hospital!" Pepper declared. Tony nodded. He totally agreed with that.

"Hospital... Yeah, hospital," Tony mimed but still stood in the door. Clint coughed again, sounding rather wet before it morphed into another vomiting spell where the dinner from the night before splattered all over the bathroom floor. Tony grimaced at the sight but didn't move. Pepper gagged a little at the sight and smell but noticed Tony hadn't moved.

"Tony!" she shouted. Tony looked at her before realizing he should look up the closest hospital and get a car ready to transport them to it.

"Right!" he muttered before spinning around and headed into Clint's living room. Luckily, Tony had made sure to set up each apartment with their own computer so all he had to do was turn that on. It booted up rather quickly and Tony began loading pages as fast as he could.

Meanwhile, Pepper watched in misery as Clint kept switching between coughing and vomiting on the floor. She rubbed his back and tried to forget the tears that she saw drifting down his face as his body kept basically rejecting everything. It wasn't long after Tony left that Clint began to calm down. He would continue to randomly dry heave, but Pepper chalked that up to leaning over his still warm vomit. Slowly, he leaned back and sighed. The tears still leaking down his face.

"You good to move?" Pepper softly asked. Clint slowly nodded. With her help, he got to his feet and the two left the bathroom. She only let go for a second to turn back and close the bathroom door. Feeling better in the fresher air, Clint dropped down onto his bed. Seeing that he was fine, she drifted over toward his closet.

"My clothes are in the dresser," Clint told her before she even had a chance to open the doors. Frowning at the closet, Pepper wondered what actually was in there before heading over to the dresser that the small boy pointed too. "Not like any of it will fit right now."

"Well, we need something to being you to the doctors," Pepper declared as she removed a random black tee and dingy dark shorts. She glanced at the other drawers, wondering if she should grab him some underwear or let him go commando.

"Belts are in the bottom on the right," Clint mumbled as he dropped backwards on the bed. Pepper looked back at him worried. His face was beginning to flush and he looked like he was going to be sick again. Going a little faster than before, she grabbed the drawer top and opened it enough to see a belt and pull it out. She only had three seconds of wondering how to dress Clint before Tony came back into the room.

"I found a hospital!" he cried. She looked at him before smiling. Tony watched as she thrusted the clothes into his hands. Tony grabbed onto them and gave her a confused look. "What are these for?" He looked between her and Clint before realization dawned on him. Clint started chuckling lightly before coughing a few times. "Ah, hell no!"

OMG! This got really popular, really fast! Totally did not expect that. Awesome! Thanks, everyone who read and especially those below.

For those wondering, Baby Clint is doing a lot better now. He is on an allergy med and isn't having any runny nose or leaking ears. His diarrhea has slowed down and from what I hear from my husband and the daycare lately (as I haven't had the chance to change him for the past three days) his diaper rash is clearing nicely. His is a happy camper and a few days ago told his father that he wanted to go to Disney without any prompt from anyone, lol. It was awesome.

Anyways, hope you all like this chapter and can't wait to see you next week. Sorry I can't post faster but at least I should be consistent.

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M klindt – Thanks and I've been told that about kids many times before but my pediatrician keeps trying to rush Clint along faster and faster. Maybe because he seems to be the size of a two year old right now even those he's only one and a half. Lol.

TimeyWimeyGirl4 – I wish I could post in smaller intervals but I only get a limited time on the computer to work. I use that time to type up the newest chapters that I have handwritten throughout the week and edit the chapter that I want to post. Basically, I only get Friday evenings to write on the computer and even then sometimes I don't even get that. Sometimes I have to try and fit it in on Saturday or Sunday. So I try my best. I'm hoping to finish this story by the end of the month so I can get to work on my next story and have that finished before I finish posting this story. But who knows. Lol.

ELOSHAZZY – Eczema…. Hmm… Never thought of that. I'll have to mention it to his doc… Right now we are waiting on a GI doctor to call us back so we can get in control of his diarrhea. And we recently found out he may be allergic to cats or dust or maybe pollen.. ARGH! So we have to go get him a blood test for allergies. At least we already had a ENT doc to help with that. He's on an allergy med now and it's helping with his runny nose and ear drainage from his ear tubes which is nice but it worries us cause we don't know what its working on. Well, here's hoping it's not cats.

5mairer – I'm glad you and your friends love my stories and I'm sorry I can't post more often. I wish I could but I don't want to post three times in one week and then have you guys have to wait three weeks for my next post cause I get busy or backed up for some reason. Doing it this way I at least have a safety net, ya know?

Niom Lamboise – I wish I could have seen it too. LOL. God, if only the writers of the comics or shows could find this site and turn some of the best fanfics into comics or cartoons, it'd be awesome. Glad you can't wait.

Lokiismylife – I'm glad you this it looks interesting. I feel it is very interesting and funny. I can't wait until you all get to the chapters I am currently working on. Gets very suspenseful.

sammygirl1963 – I'm glad you think it was an awesome start. We actually do have Butt Paste and amazingly, it isn't working… Actually, nothing is working except baths…. But we have been watching as it's slowly decreasing and the doctors aren't really all that concerned with it (which is pissing me off) and as mentioned to ELOSHAZZY, we are going to see a GI specialist hopefully soon. So it should help. I just feel bad, since January, Clint has basically been sick with something… Ear infections, runny nose, colds, diarrhea, diaper rashes, and so on… It just bites… I hope it will all end soon and we can just get to being a healthy kiddo. At least he's still been a happy kiddo. ^_^

FangirlCB12 – Glad you love my new story. And Clint is doing better now. Most of the diarrhea has cleared up. Just a little watery… But better.

Angie (guest) – I'm glad you think it's a good start. I like the kid fics too hence why it prompted me to try one. That and once I get pregnant with my own and wanted to name him Clint, my husband began making jokes about different things we'd do. Those jokes spurred me on into the story. A lot of what is actually written is based off of experiences with my own son. Thanks, Clint is feeling a lot better.