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Damn him! Steve thought as he opened up his blue sketch pad.
Clint had drawn pictures of Steve and Tony... Not kissing... But it still pissed Steve off. The little egghead should have known not to touch Steve's stuff. Especially after that shiner.
Steve threw the sketch pad on his bed and got up. He was gonna kick Clint's ass.
As Steve made for the door he paused. He wasn't going to help anything by hurting Clint. If anything hed encourage the little twirp. Steve sighed and went back into his room. What all had he been told about the serum?
''How the heck am I going to find the answer to this scru up!'' Steve shouted to no one. Running his fingers through his hair.
He was about to get up when he remembered something. Why did he think it had to do with the serum? The serum adapted to it's bearer. If the serum matched Steve then who says it can't match Tony's blood type?
''the serum had altered Steve's blood so that it could bond to Tony's hemoglobin.'' Steve spoke the words aloud, jumping to his feet. That's it! I can convince the guys now!
Steve ran down the stairs, feeling as though he were walking on air.
''Hey watch it! Baby and mother comin' through!'' Nat yelled as Steve pushed past her.
''S-sorry!'' Steve replied, slightly out of breath. Running past the red-headed women.
He could prove it. Steve just had to... He had to...
''It makes sense but there's no liable proof of your hypothesis Steve. It could be true or false.'' Bruce said, looking into an image of Steve's blood, enlarged on a computer screen.
''That's the explanation for it. I know I never was with anyone in the way that would allow a child to take place. And I never was with Maria Stark.'' Steve said firmly, crossing his arms over his chest, frustration in his eyes.
Bruce sighed and rubbed at his temples. ''I'm not saying you did. The scientists in that base more than likely took samples of your blood. Now I'm not saying they used your DNA to make a child I'm just saying it's a possibility. Tony and you are completely different and it's highly doubtful he is your son. Just don't try so hard to convince people otherwise. Your stress levels bother me and it's very uncomfortable to be in the same room with you.''
''Get that from the computer?'' Steve snapped, glowering at the doctor.
''No. The big guy told me that.'' Bruce replied cooly, eyes glinting a dangerous green.
Steve relaxed. He was being a stressed out jerk. He needed to relax, calm down. ''I'm sorry Bruce, you're right. I'm too stressed and I need to relax. Any suggestions?''
''Try going to the movies with a friend. Preferably not Clint or Tony. Maybe Thor. Training for big guys like you helps alot. Try that.'' Bruce said helpfully, giving a small smile.
''Thanks Bruce, I'll try that.'' Steve walked away slowly. He'd been so sure that he was right. It made so much sense. But when it came out of his mouth it sounded like a frantic attempt to make things right.