Tony woke up to confusing surroundings. Steve Rogers was underneath him, that much wasn't new. But he wasn't in a bed or even on a couch and the lights were way too bright to belong in anybody's house. Then he realized exactly where he was.

"Oh my gosh…" he thought. He patted Steve's chest roughly to wake him from his deep slumber. He awoke with a snort and a fearful expression on his face. Tony couldn't help but laugh at him.

"We fell asleep in the lab," he informed Rogers.

Steve just closed his eyes and breathed a humorous sigh. "Stark," he said. "We're a mess."

Tony smiled one of his toothless smiles. "I don't know," he said. "I think we're pretty amazing."

Steve sat up, keeping each of his legs bent and one on either side of Tony's body. Stark sat sideways, leaning his back on Steve's right leg and stretching his legs underneath Rogers' left. They wrapped their arms around one another as Steve caught Tony in a deep kiss. They both smiled as they let go of each other. Steve rested his left elbow on his left knee and rubbed the back of Tony's neck with the other hand. Tony had both his hands on Steve's leg. His right on Steve's calf and his left on Steve's thigh.

"We were so busy being lazy that we never really had a chance to look around this place," mentioned Steve.

Tony got up and offered his hand out to Steve. "Shall we?" He asked.

"I'd love to," said Steve as he took Tony's hand and got up. He kept Tony's hand in his.

They walked the large circle in silence. Tony was too intrigued by the technology to speak and Steve was too caught up in his memories.

"So," Tony finally spoke. "This is where the most patriotic man alive was experimented on seventy years ago… I'm impressed."

Steve grinned, "You should've seen it."

"I'm sure I could've heard a story or two about you if I wanted. Or was listened to…"

Steve was silent. He knew Tony was talking about his dad, Howard. He also knew that Tony was never really fond of his old man. Actually, that's all he knew about their relationship because Steve wasn't around when Tony was born and Tony never talked about his dad. Ever. He knew a conversation about his dad had to come up eventually. He also knew it would be incredibly awkward because Howard was like an old friend to Steve. Not someone he hated.

Steve quickly hugged Tony and kissed the side of his head sweetly. Tony smiled at him weakly then continued to stare into the distance. His eyes squinted as something caught his eye. He broke Steve's hold around him and slowly walked over to the wall where a picture was hanging.

"What is that?" Steve asked watching his boyfriend walk over to it as if he was under its spell.

"I don't know…" Tony said.

"It's covered in so much dust I can't even tell what it's supposed to be."

Tony took a step closer and swiped a hand over it to clear the dust.

Tony's face grew into a large smug smile as Steve's face turned a bright and flamboyant shade of red. The picture was a before and after shot. Before was the frail, ninety pound Steve Rogers and the after was the meat wall that is Steve Rogers today. Shirtless.

"Oh…my gosh," they both said, breathless.

"That's embarrassing," said Steve turning away.

"You're sexy."

Steve turned around and gave Tony a look that said, "Are you for real?"

"No, I'm serious. Look at that," replied Tony pointing at the "after" picture, but his attention was more on Steve. He stepped towards Steve and ran his hands down his arms, catching Steve's hands in his.

"Really," he said. "You're very sexy."

He got up on his toes and kissed his boyfriend sweetly. When he pulled away he started laughing and walked back over to the picture. "No, but really. Look at this one," he said pointing at the "before" picture.

"And the mood is gone," Steve sighed.

"No joke here, I want my own personal copy of just this picture. That's pretty brilliant. I mean, look at the difference."

Steve rolled his eyes. "Okay, I'll get you a picture. Can we go now?"

"Awww, do we really have to go?"

"Well, yeah. We've been here for like twelve hours and-"

He was cut off by his phone ringing. He looked confused as he checked the number and flipped it up.

Tony looked disgusted.

"Hello? … Yeah, I'm with him... Um… Brooklyn…. How long? For like, twelve hours…. Don't ask…No…Why?...Oh, okay…Yeah, we'll be there….Alright, bye."

Now Tony looked disgusted and confused.

"That was Fury. There's going to be an emergency meeting today at S.H.E.I.L.D. headquarters," Steve reported.

"Okay…" Tony sounded unsure. "Why?"

"He didn't tell me why."

"He would've told me," Tony mumbled.

"What was that?"

"Nothing," Tony said quickly.

"Uh huh," said Steve suspiciously. "Why do you look so disgusted?"

"You need a new phone."

Steve rolled his eyes. "Tony, really? Not now. You can show me some confusing smart phone later."

Tony grinned as he was pulled out of the building.


All the mighty people sat at a rectangular table. Steve and Tony where obviously there, but they didn't sit next to each other in case they got the urge to touch each other in some way. Clint and Natasha were there along with Bruce, who was called from doing work in some more unfortunate park of Mexico the day before. Even Thor was summoned to Earth from Asgard. Nick Fury stood at the head of the table. Natasha was to his left, followed by Clint and Thor. To his right sat Steve, Bruce, and then Tony.

"This must be pretty important if they invited Meatswing," Tony whispered to his science buddy. Bruce lightly punched him in the arm as they shared a private laugh.

Steve shot Tony a death stare. When they made eye contact, Steve gave Tony a look that was a mixture of angry and jealousy. Tony just half smiled and winked at him.

"I've called you all here today on an important matter," Fury spoke.

"Isn't it always important when we're called?" Bruce mumbled to Tony.

"I know right. You'd think he'd know we've learned that at this point."

They both laughed while Tony received another death stare from Steve.

"Anyway," Fury continued. "There have been reports of people impersonating you all and causing a ruckus in NYC. The latest report was downtown." Everyone was silent and just stared at him. Except Tony. He was looking at something on his phone. Nick coughed before he continued.

"Now, I called all of you before this meeting to make sure it was none of you."

"But, why just us?" Steve asked. "There are other Avengers…"

Clint and Natasha rolled their eyes.

"We're the only ones that they have impersonated so far," Natasha answered Steve.

"Correct," said Fury. "And it's important to stop them before more of them show up as who knows who."

"Do you know who they're working for?" Steve asked.

"If we knew that, that's where we'd be heading," Bruce replied.

"But why not just send some of your less important minions to take care of them?" Thor questioned. "Why is it that we must fight them?"

Everyone thought about Thor's words and realized he was right. They looked to Fury in anticipation for his answer.

"Because, the one who impersonates you uses your exact fighting style. You're the only one who can defeat the other you."

That created a roar among everyone.

"That's impossible!" Thor cried.

"Oh, well… that's not very reassuring," Bruce said.

"Oh dear Lord, really? Another one of him?" Tony yelled, gesturing towards Thor.

"Well, that's just great!" Natasha yelled.

"How are we supposed to kill them if they know all of our moves?" Clint complained.

"Oh, come on!" Steve said angrily. He didn't understand how it was possible.

"Everyone be quiet!" Fury roared above everyone.

They all fell in an awkward silence. No one looked at each other. Not even Steve and Tony.

"We have to create a battle plan. Pronto," Fury said strongly.

They all looked up at him concerned.


Pepper's spare key jingled in the door lock of Stark Tower. She stepped in and walked swiftly to the elevator. She rode up to the top floor. The elevator door opened and she strutted to the center of the room.

"JARVIS?" She spoke.

The room came to life.

"Yes, ma'm?"

"Tony and Steve were here two nights ago, correct?"

"Yes, ma'm," JARVIS replied.

"What were they doing?"

"Watching the Television."

"Okay, but where were they?"

"On the sofa. If you don't mind me asking, where are you going with this?"

"Just answer my questions," Pepper said coldly.

"Alright."

"Were they sitting or laying down on the sofa?"

"Laying down, I believe. Why do you ask?"

"Oh, no reason," Pepper said with a satisfied look on her face. She then proceeded to leave the tower.


I OWN NOTHING

Yeah, so I decided I would add some action and some ClintxNatasha to this Stony fiction 'cuz, let's be honest, it would be pretty boring if it was just them falling in love. They are superheros after all. :P So, I hope you enjoyed this chapter a lot more than the last one. I had fun writing it. :D