Hey People! Im back! Sorry this chapter took so long...
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The walk wasn't as long as it seemed. To most of them it seemed like hours when it was truly only a mere fifty minutes. The walk was mainly done in silence, save for the questioning of Tony's health every once in a while. By the time they were five minutes from the tower, from home, which they only had to walk around a corner to, Tony was swaying almost rythmatically on his feet. But when they were about to turn the last corner toward the tower Tony stopped, causing the others, who were behind him to suddenly stop as well.
"I need to get up there without anyone seeing." He said pointing toward the Iron Man disassembly pad, because yeah his wings were still seeable and yes he still had the helmet on. So far the Avengers had done their best to avoid people, and Tony had constantly been turning any CCTV cameras near them off, but the Red Eagle couldn't be seen walking into Stark Tower.
"I could lift you Friend Stark!" Called Thor, and he was quite quiet for the God of Thunder. Tony grimaced, not that anyone noticed as they couldn't see his face, but Thor was right. There was no other way for him to get up there so he carefully walked up to the Norse God, who picked the swaying genius up gently, and flew up landing, gently on the even surface of the landing pad. Tony waved him in thanks, before instructing him to join the others. It would be best if they were all seen together entering the building, and Tony really needed to change what remained of his suit into something more comfortable.
Grabbing his spare clothes out of his bedroom, Tony trotted, swaying and having to grip the walls at some moments, into the elevator, which tok him down to the labs. He slowly walked into his lab, not bothering to lock the door, before near enough collapsing on one of his comfy stools. Having wings had always been a problem with sitting in chairs with backs and, in the rare occasion he had to put up with it he had always shifted uncomfortably in the seat.
He reached into a draw in his nearby desk, pulling out a few rolls of bandages and gently unwrapping the crude imitation that one of his team, most likely Bruce, had pulled around his back and torso. He winced as the torn strips of T-shirt came loose from where they were stuck to his back with blood, and fell of the stool when he heard a loud knock from the door which had closed behind him. The pain arched through his body as his wings and back collided with the unforgiving tiled floor.
He had just enough time to see his team almost running toward him before his world went black.
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After Thor had rejoined the group, the team took a deep breath each before turning the corner. They were instantly bombarded with the press, who were asking so many questions that they all sounded like a group of angry bees. They slowly pressed through the crowd, intent on getting into the tower as fast as possible. It didn't take as long as they thought it had and soon they were all bundled into the lift.
"Jarvis wheres Tony?" Bruce called out as the elevator started to rise steadily.
"Mr. Stark is currently in his lab." The AI replied, and Clint ordered him to take them up there.
They all rushed out of the elevator as soon as the metal doors opened to reveal a long corridor. Walking up to the door of Tonys lab, of which the windows were now clear, they could see the genius' back, now free of the crude imitation of bandages, and the red and gold wings which were still twitching.
Thor, who had thought the door was locked, knocked on the strong glass door. When they noticed that Tony hadn't heard the God knocked louder, and this time the door swung open, hitting the wall. The loud crash the door made as it collided with the unforgiving concrete wall was so loud that Tony jumped, and the whole team watched as he fell of in his state of panic, falling backward onto the floor.
They all started to panic, rushing toward the mutant genius, sitting in a circle around him as Steve gently turned the man onto his front. He was unconscious which both made it harder and easier for Bruce to wrap the new bandages, that were on the table, around Tonys middle, Natasha and Clint supporting the injured billionaire when the elevation was needed. Once Bruce was finally done Thor picked Tony up, for the third time that day, and they all followed the Thunder God into the elevator, riding it to the floor where Tonys bedroom was.
None of them had ever seen any of Tonys floor of residence, so it came as a surprise when they saw just how basic the geniuses room really was. They all smiled when they saw the duvet covering the bed was decorated with a red and gold patching and, looking around the room they were all in for a surprise.
Apart from the bed there was little else in the room. One of the walls was an entire window and the floor was carpeted with a soft cream carpet. There was Tonys wardrobe in the corner, though that took up another wall, and there was a door that lead to the adjourning bathroom. There was a few random sofas dotted around but that was about it.
Thor laid Tony gently on the bed so that he was laid on his back. Tonys unconscious form seemed to recognise the surface it was on, and the genius almost instantly fanned his wings out to their full length, nearly hitting the other avengers, before they tucked in laying sprawled across the bed. The sight would be rather comical, had Tony been uninjured and comfortable, which the jeans he had shifted on didn't really look. The team dotted themselves around the room, Bruce sitting next to Tonys bed, Steve and Thor each taking up a armrest whilst Natasha and Clint stole the lone sofa.
It was a while until Tony woke, and when he did hardly anyone noticed. They had all fell asleep in their positions. Tony blinked, wondering how he had got here from his lab, when he remembered just why he had fell of the stool in the first place. Slowly, careful to not harm his back or to wake the others, Tony got to his feet, where he stood confidently and watched as his team slept. Thor and Steve were now each curled up on their armrests, Bruce had sometime fell asleep in a sitting position and Clint and Natasha were curled up together. Tony almost laughed and quietly ordered Jarvis to take pictures of the team, for future blackmail.
Once this was done he slowly crept out the door, giving one last smile before turning off the light and shutting the door.
