Okay so here is chapter 10… See the end of the chapter for more notes. Enjoy.
Nobody saw it coming. It just kinda happened really fast and quick. Nobody knew what to do until everyone was able to gather their thoughts and react.
Bucky lunged, slipping out of Steve's grasp, at Tony. The Winter Soldier taking over Bucky's mind. He gripped Tony's arms, slamming him to the wall. Tony could hear his suit slightly denting. Why does people want to dent my work, Tony thought and internally pouted for a split second before panicking as Bucky gripped at his suit's arc reactor.
"Wait wait wait!" Tony yelped as his breath became short gasps and his heart began to pound.
"Bucky!" Someone, probably Steve, yelled.
But Tony didn't care. Everything was turning foggy. Black spots were showing up in his line of vision.
"Tony? Tony? Stay with us…"
Sherlock. Little brother. Don't go… Tony thought as he slowly sank into darkness. And all he could see was Obi hovering over him with an evil grin and the arc reactor in his hands.
"This is why I didn't want the goddamned Winter Soldier anywhere near him! Or anyone to be exact. I knew I should have stopped him from agreeing with you. Now look where that's got him? On a hospital bed from a damn heart attack!"
Tony felt out of place and he wanted to yell at whoever, probably Rhodey, was yelling because his head was hurting and he felt like a zombie. Wait he had a heart attack? How? When? Oh wait… Bucky.
"I know that. I didn't know what happened until it was too late. I'm sorry."
Was that Steve? Why was he apologizing for?
"I'm not the one you need to say sorry for. But right now, I want Barnes out of this place."
"What? Why?"
"Don't question my orders, Rogers. I want Barnes out of here by tomorrow or I'll call the government."
"Stop… No one is leaving…" Tony's voice was hoarse and crackly.
"Tony?" The people around him gasped.
Someone squeezed his hand.
"No one is leaving. Bucky was scared and confused." Tony continued and opened his eyes slowly.
"Tony, you're high on-"
"Don't tell me what I am, Rhodes. I mean it." Tony stopped his friend short and tried to sit up.
Tony winced when his chest throbbed.
"Stop moving so much. The jet dented your suit enough to bruise your chest." Sherlock said beside him, who was also holding his hand.
"How long have I been out?" Tony asked and looked at Steve.
"A day." Steve whispered and glanced at the floor ashamed he had caused Tony the pain of having a heart attack.
"Damn… Okay I need to get up and get some shit done. Where is Barnes? We need to set some things straight. And we-"
"No. You aren't leaving here until we start our nice therapy session." John said as he walked in with water.
"Wha-? What do you mean?" Tony frowned.
"Before you passed out you screamed out Obi's name." Rhodey whispered and Tony visibly flinched at the name.
"Is… Is that all…?" Tony gulped.
Steve shook his head and sighed.
"What did you see, Tony?" Sherlock asked gently.
Tony looked down at their clasped hands and bit his lip. After all these years he still couldn't find the nerve to trust anyone around him. If he trusted too deeply things always backfired. Though the brunette still didn't feel like telling them the truth, he knew if would help.
"I… I saw him. I saw Obi yanking out my arc reactor and smiling at me. Saying how he was amazed with my work as he… as he yanked the reactor out of my chest. It was painful. Not just physically but emotionally too. My father figure, who was proud of my work, who praised me to the public, had quite literally yanked my heart out. He used me. He set up a kidnaping without any planning of taking me out of there because he wanted Stark Industries to himself. What sucks is that he smiled. He smiled with such evil and sweetness it was quite shocking and painful. Then he left me to die. To die a painful death. He couldn't even love me enough to take the pain away and kill me with a bullet to my brain. The gun was right there too. In the back of his pants where it always was. And he couldn't even take away the pain." Tony confessed and dared not to look up at anyone, "I didn't panic because Buc-Barnes attacked me. I panicked because I only saw Obadiah Stane taking out my arc reactor with a smile and poking fun at my pain. I saw him watching me in my weakest state."
Nobody said anything for a couple minutes and Tony contemplated on whether he either preferred to have gotten shot or staying in the tense quiet room. Getting shot looked like the better answer right now.
"Oh… I'm so sorry, Tony." Steve whispered, breaking the silence.
Tony shrugged.
"He died right?" Sherlock said loudly.
"Yes." Rhodey nodded.
"Pity… I would have enjoyed to killing him. I already have over 34 different ways to kill him slowly and painfully and quite amusingly to me. Oh wait make that 36 different ways." Sherlock said monotonly.
"Forget about that. I already have 46 different ways of doing fast and quick" Steve grumbled.
Tony chuckled and looked at both the of them before turning around and looking at Rhodey.
"Barnes is staying. He needs as much help as I do." Tony said.
"Tony, he doesn't have to stay." Steve said softly.
"He does. I want him too." Tony insisted, "Rhodes I need you to calm down. I know you care about me and I love that you do but I think it's time for someone else to have the job of nanny for once."
Rhodey clenched his jaw before stiffly nodding and sighing in defeat.
"Is he alive?" Pietro's voice came from outside closed doors.
"Yes he is." Steve said as John opened the door for the speedster.
"I brought food! Clint made some Captain America waffles with strawberries and blueberries and vanilla yogurt. It is quite patriotic. I don't know if I should eat it or salute it." Pietro joked and walked in with a plate in his hands.
The speedster placed the waffles on Tony's lap and handed him a fork.
"Holy shit… I'll do both." Tony said as he saluted the waffles before saying the pledge of allegiance.
Everyone laughed softly, the tension quite literally jumping through the windows..
"Annnnd… post." Pietro said and posted a small video of Tony saying the pledge of allegiance to waffles on Instagram and Twitter.
"Oh great." Steve chuckled, "that video is going to have millions of views in the next 5 minutes."
"PIETRO MAXIMOFF. HOW DARE YOU MAKE THE MOST ADORABLE VIDEO OF TONY WITHOUT TELLING ME!" Clint's rage filled voice filled the air.
"STOP YELLING CLINT. IT'S SCARING THE KID." Tony yelled back.
"HOLY SHIT! TONY JUST YELLED AT ME TASHA! I WILL NO LONGER MAKE PATRIOTIC WAFFLES FOR HIM. HE IS GROUNDED." Clint exclaimed from the hallways.
"WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT BARTON? I ALWAYS THOUGHT ME AND STEVE WERE THE PARENTS OF THE AVENGERS." Tony yelled back.
"WELL YOU TWO SIMPLY GOT REALLY FREAKY WITH IT IF YOU TWO HAD OVER 8 KIDS." Clint yelled.
"YOU ARE JUST JEALOUS." Tony yelled back.
"CAN YOU TWO SHUT UP?! I WILL STAPLE YOUR MOUTHS SHUT IF YOU DON'T SHUT UP!" Natasha interrupted.
Silence.
"So… How's Barnes?" Tony asked, his voice hinting a bit of concern.
Rhodey glared at the wall and muttered something that sounded like 'dammit Tony he attacked you and you are worried about how he is.'
"He is being held in a secluded room far away from the hospital wing." Steve said.
"Has anyone talked to him? Assuring him he is out of harm's way?" Tony arched a brow at the men.
"Well… Steve went in there and got him to calm down and talked to him for a bit." Pietro shrugged and sat down at the edge of Tony's bed.
Tony looked at Pietro and tilted his head to the side. He will admit, he cares deeply about the two twins. Especially Wanda since he caused her great damage though there was still some venom every time she looked at him. Tony got along with Pietro quite well, and they were close. Though not as close as Pietro was with Clint, but close enough to trust each other and be there when they were in pain. Which mostly consisted of Pietro running in the lab and complaining that Natasha and Clint favored Wanda more than him. Then the two men would sit on the couch and watch Netflix because they were both seriously addicted to Criminal Minds and Supernatural. And they would have mini shipping wars in Supernatural, with Tony shipping Wincest and Pietro shipping Destiel, but they got over it and respected their ships. To Tony, Pietro was like a nephew to him.
"I explained to him that you weren't a threat and that no one in the building was a threat." Steve nodded.
Tony looked at Steve with a sweet smile before turning serious. Which was a not Tony move, Pietro thought.
"I wanna talk to him."
Rhodey choked on seemingly nothing before glaring daggers at Tony.
"No." He snapped and crossed his arms on top of his chest.
"Rhodey, I'm serious. He also needs much needed therapy. More than me actually." Tony shrugged and looked at Steve.
"No, Tony. You are not going to go in there and "talk" to the guy who nearly killed you." Rhodey did quotation marks in the air.
"I'm not asking for permission, I'm going to talk to him whether you like it or not." Tony snapped and sat up, ignoring the pain on his chest.
"Well I'm saying there is no way in hell you are going in there."
"You aren't my keeper. I need to talk to him. Just like I need to read some therapy books to help him out." Tony threw his sheets off him.
"Tony, stay in bed. I- Steve! Don't help him out, you bastard!" Rhodey snapped and began to walk towards Steve with his fists clenched.
Pietro immediately jumped off the bed and stood in front of the colonel with his hands raised in front of him.
"Trust me, Rhodes. I don't like what Tony is saying and what he is doing. And especially him thinking that he needs to help a man with as much of PTSD and anxiety like him without getting himself the help. But from what I've learned from Tony is that you don't try to stop a Stark when he has an idea. You try to get him to realize how to be safer, but there is no stopping a genius like him." Steve said gently and let Tony use him a crutch.
"Fucking hell. I don't know why I even try any more." Rhodey groaned.
"Because you love me and you care deeply for my safety." Tony smirked.
"Exactly, so that's why I don't want you anywhere near Barnes."
"Yes but you know little old me. I don't listen to anything you have to say… Well sometimes I don't listen to you." Tony shrugged and with the help of Steve, began to walk to the bathroom.
"Can someone go get me some clothes? I hate these nasty," Tony said and Pietro sped out, "hospital gowns that make me look fat. Who dared to put this on me? I'm filing a complaint to the doctor. This is unacceptable. I'm donating a lot of money for more fashionable hospital gowns for both men and women. These are just-"
"Tony. Shut up." Sherlock groaned.
Tony frowned and opened his mouth to say something witty when Pietro ran back in with clothes in his hand. The genius eyed the clothes when Pietro shoved it in his hands.
"These aren't my clothes." He arched a brow.
"Those are mine? Why-" Steve asked in confusion before Pietro interrupted.
"I don't know where his clothes are at and the only room I actually dare to open is yours so I just ran in there grabbed the sweats and this shirt. Don't give me that look, it's clothes wear them. Don't be ungrateful." Pietro said but kept a smirk on his face.
"Oh my god, Steve… The kid is scowling at me." Tony whined as Steve all but shoved him in the bathroom.
To say Tony was nervous was a not even close to what he actually felt. Tony was downright terrified to meet Bucky. If it wasn't for the fact that a) Steve was holding his hand and b) Sherlock and John were behind them, Tony would have had another panic attack and would have not lived to see another bright day. The billionaire scked in a breath as they walked through the door of the room Bucky was set in. Steve stepped in front of Tony on instinct.
"Bucky?" Steve whispered softly.
"Stevie…? What's going on? Who are they?" Bucky asked from where he was sitting on the bed that was in the room.
"We want to talk… Remember the man I was talking about? Yeah? He is behind me. Remember he isn't Howard. Don't lunge okay? We don't want to hurt you…" Steve said softly before hesitantly stepping to the side from Tony.
"Hey there, Mr. Barnes… Can I call you Bucky?" Tony said softly and carefully stepped towards the bed.
Bucky nodded and grinned, "I'm sorry about earlier… So you are the man Stevie is head over heals for? I can see why... "
Tony let out a small laugh before smiling at Bucky, his nervousness long forgotten.
"I think we will get along quite nicely, Bucky. And don't worry, it's all in the past."
"I'm Bucky Barnes. I'm Tony Stark."
"Nice to meet you Bucky."
"Nice to meet you too…"
Okay so I'm having a bad feeling over this story… I dunno what to do… I felt like I should quit this story but after some talking to my favorite writer and best friend, I will not quit this story. But while writing this, I will post other works of mine of different fandoms. And for the Avengers fandom also. They will just be quick one shots and fluff. Especially with Civil War happening, a lot of fluff will be needed. AND HEY! LEONARDO DICAPRIO WON AN OSCAR! HOW AWESOME IS THAT?! FOR THE FIRST TIME IN MANY YEARS, HE WON AN AWARD THAT HE DESERVED!