Alright, ready to find out where Tony is? Here's the penultimate chapter of What Happens in Vegas!


The Avengers sped down the highway as they raced to get back to the Vegas Strip. Since Steve figured out where Tony was, he had taken the wheel while everyone badgered him about his revelation.

"Do you remember when we were walking down the Strip the morning after our night of drinking?" Steve asked. The Avengers answered Steve and he continued. "Well, remember we saw that police car in the Luxor? Did you guys notice where on the side of the pyramid it was located?"

There was silence as the Avengers tried to recall what the scene of the crime looked like. After thinking it over, Steve could almost hear the click as it finally made sense for his teammates.

"So he's - ," Happy started.

"Yeah," Steve interrupted.

"What made you realize it?" Clint asked.

"Tony," Steve said matter-of-factly. Steve was met with confused expressions. "Not our Tony, Black Tony."

"Hey, easy with that shit, man," said drug-dealer Tony from the back seat.

"Ah we are back! We are back! We are getting Tony back!" Clint said in a sing-song voice.

The Avengers laughed in unison at Clint's ridiculous behavior. But it was true. They had finally figured out where Tony was. Ridiculous as it was, they were going to get him back. They had put him in this position so they were going to get him out of it.


The Avengers pulled up to the Luxor hotel and they frantically tumbled out of the SUV. When patrons and staff noticed it was the Avengers, they scrambled out of fear. Whatever they had done the night they were drunk, they obviously inflicted a lot of fear into people.

Security made a barricade with their bodies in front of the entrance, but with Thor and Steve in front, they plowed through the security guards and made their way towards the elevators in the lobby. Steve frantically jammed his thumb on the button to call an elevator until it reached the lobby. The Avengers piled into the elevator and Bruce pressed the last button on the panel that would hopefully bring them to Tony.

When they reached the top floor – which was the closest floor to what would be the roof if the Luxor were a normal building instead of a pyramid – it was a complete mess. Glass was scattered about. Wires were hanging from the ceiling. Dust and debris still clouded the area.

Just as they had guessed, the police car was lodged on this floor. The front end was smashed, no doubt from being shoved into the side of the building. The windshield was completely shattered and one of the tires was missing.

"Umm Tony?" Happy called into the vast room.

The Avengers carefully stepped off of the elevator and hoped that the floor didn't give way. It creaked underneath their feet but didn't budge. The closer they moved towards the police car, the more unsteady they could tell the floor was becoming.

"Bruce," Steve said, putting a hand on Bruce's shoulder. "I think you should stay in the elevator. In case the floor collapses, we don't want you to Hulk out."

Bruce nodded in understanding and then retreated into the elevator. He pressed a button to keep the doors open temporarily so he could watch the rest of his teammates rescue Tony.

Slowly but surely they made their way towards the police car. A couple of times they heard the floor creak sickeningly and they all froze in their spots in hopes that the floor would support their weight for just a couple more minutes. When the creaking had stopped, they slowly began making their way towards the police car once again.

"Hey, Tony, if you can hear us, a response would be nice," Clint said.

Natasha smacked him on the arm. "Don't be an idiot."

The Avengers heard a groan as they saw Tony push himself up into a sitting position from passenger seat. He must've been sprawled across the arm rest and the driver's seat. The Avengers had seen him in worse condition, but he looked pretty exhausted by the looks of it. There was a possibility he was probably still hungover despite it being two days after the drinking mishap.

"Hey buddy," Happy said as he weakly waved to Tony.

"Well it's about time you guys came and got me," Tony shouted.

"Sorry, but someone," Natasha snapped, glaring at Thor, "drugged us and we couldn't remember anything."

"Drugged us? Is that why I couldn't remember anything when I woke up?" Tony asked.

The Avengers had successfully made it to the police car and were now trying to open the door to let Tony out. When Clint, Natasha, and Happy couldn't get it open, they stepped aside to let Steve pull it off completely. The door came apart from the car with a sickening screech and Steve gently placed it on the floor in hopes that the sudden shift of weight wouldn't cause the floor to collapse.

Tony stumbled out of the police car and struggled to get to his feet. He brushed himself off once he got to his feet and then looked around at his teammates. "Alright, so, who drugged us?"

Immediately everyone's gazes shifted to Thor. Thor shrugged his shoulders once the gazes of his teammates fell on him.

"Figures," Tony muttered. "Anyways, let's get out of here. I've got a girl to marry. What time is it?"

Clint pulled out his phone and pressed a button to light up the screen. His eyes opened wide with shock when he realized what time it was. "Shit, it's almost eleven o'clock! We're not going to make it back to New York City in time!"

"Okay, calm down Legolas. Just call Fury and maybe he can loan us a Quinjet from the SHIELD base here in Vegas," Tony said nonchalantly.

The Avengers grew silent the moment Tony made that statement. There was no doubt that Fury was displeased with them and there was no way he would do any favors for them after what they did to the city of Las Vegas. Not to mention the last time they talked to him he was cleaning up their mess.

"What? Cyclops has more than enough Quinjets. I think he can loan us one to get back to New York," Tony said.

"Yeah, well, you see, the last time we talked to Fury, he wasn't very happy with us," Steve said uneasily.

"So? He's always pissed off at us. What makes now any different?" Tony asked with a shrug of his shoulders.

It was true that Fury was almost always pissed off at one of them, but the fact that all of them had caused the destruction in Vegas was probably what put all of them on his bad side at the moment.

"I mean, if we get Pepper on the phone with him, he won't tell her no. I think Pepper's the only person he's actually terrified of," Tony said.

The Avengers heard a sickening creak. Standing still, they waited for it to stop before unanimously deciding to load onto the elevator. They piled into the elevator and the doors immediately shut.

"By the way, whoever has my phone has to give it back right now," Tony demanded. The Avengers patted their pockets in hopes that one of them had Tony's phone. If they didn't, they most likely left it in the penthouse at Stark Tower.

"Ah! I have it!" Happy said excitedly as he pulled out Tony's phone from his pants pocket.

Tony snatched the phone out of Happy's hand and immediately began dialing a number. The Avengers got anxious when they thought he was calling Pepper. They hadn't talked to her since earlier that morning when Steve had so rudely interrupted the phone call. But when they heard Tony greet Fury, their anxiety spiked even higher.

"Well what do you mean you can't loan us a Quinjet? Do you think Pepper will be pleased that I'm late for my own wedding?" Tony inquired. There was the buzz of Fury's voice as he responded to Tony. "Well, I think you should talk to Pepper." Then, Tony hung up the phone and stood in silence with his teammates.

The silence between them continued until they reached the lobby of the building. Steve was about to open his mouth to say something when Tony's phone rang from his pocket. He whipped his phone out of his pocket and answered it. The moment he put his phone up to his ear, he immediately pulled it out of the way. The rest of his teammates didn't need to know why.

"Tony Stark, where are you and where have you been all weekend!" Pepper screeched from the other end. "Fury just called to inform me that you have been found. What does he mean? What is he talking about? And you better be on your way back to New York!"

When Pepper had finished her spiel, Tony put his phone back against his ear. "Don't worry, love. Everything's under control, except Fury won't let us borrow a Quinjet to get us back to New York since we haven't left yet."

"You what?" she said shrilly.

"Why don't you sort it out with Fury? This is his fault. He wouldn't get us out of this mess," Tony said. He was clearly going to get Pepper on his side in the situation.

"Don't think you're in the clear, Tony," Pepper said and she hung up the phone. Tony hung up the phone and slipped his phone back into his pocket.

"Pepper's got it under control. Meanwhile, let's head back to the tower and pack up," Tony said. He headed out the main entrance while his teammates hesitated to follow him. They knew that even though Tony was basically going to get an earful from Pepper when they got back, they still feared what kind of wrath she had in store for them as well.


While the Avengers were packing up their belongings, Stark had suits delivered to the penthouse – as well as a dress for Natasha – so that they could begin the wedding the minute they arrived in New York. It was going to be a close call but if Pepper pulled through, they'd be able to make it just in time.

When they were all packed up, Pepper called to tell them that she had managed to persuade Fury to loan them a Quinjet and that they would be leaving from the SHIELD base outside of Las Vegas in 20 minutes. Frantically, the Avengers gathered their suitcases and rushed down to the lobby to get in the limousine that had been on standby for them.

When they had reached the SHIELD base, they grabbed their belongings and loaded onto the Quinjet. Clint dropped his bag and made a bee-line for the pilot's seat. As soon as he buckled up, Natasha took a seat next to him in the co-pilot's seat. Clint watched as she strapped herself into the seat before meeting her eyes with him. She shot him a small smile – just faint enough for only Clint to detect – and then turned her attention to the controls.

Clint turned around to face his teammates. "Are we all ready?" he asked. The Avengers responded to Clint with a round of groans and Clint took it as a yes. "Okay, buckle up. It's going to be a bumpy ride."


Tony's safe and they're on their way back to New York. Think they'll make it in time?

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