Chapter 14
Clint and Steve left the man and the woman who they had fought locked up in cages that Tony had left in the basement.
Bruce was redressed moments after entering the damaged building. When the group approached the room that was once their living area, they saw the piles of debris, the leftover bent and broken tables, and a not so happy look on Tony's face told them not to make it seem as bad as it looked.
"I'll bet we'll have this place fixed by tomorrow," Natasha said, placing her hand gently on Tony's shoulder in a friendly gesture.
"Jarvis, open the trash chute. And order some new windows," Tony said. He shrugged Natasha's grasp off and scooted some broken glass around with his suit's boot's toe.
Natasha grabbed a towel from the kitchen, which was relatively unharmed, and made it a bit damp.
She grabbed Tony's arm and forced him to sit while she looked at his head, getting complaints about how he needed to help clean up, since it was his tower and that it was not their responsibility to clean it up.
"We live here too," Steve said with a smirk, for once thinking beyond the genius.
Tony saw that as his cue to shut up.
Rhodey used the arms of his suit to lift the tables and toss them down the trash chute, along with the debris, which Clint, Steve, and Thor assisted him with.
After Natasha had cleaned the wound on Tony's head, she grabbed a large broom and thrust it into the grasp of Dummy.
He squeaked along the ground happily, cleaning up the dusty floor in no time.
Rhodey removed his sparking suit, as did Tony. Tony retreated to the workshop not long after that, saying he'd better start some new suits.
Rhodey offered to help, but Tony shook off his offer and instead went down alone.
Everyone stayed in the main room brushing the glass off the chairs and sofas while a Stark Industries quinjet landed on the roof and slid new windows into the place of the broken ones.
"Good as new," Clint said, admiring the new glass windows as they clicked into place.
"These windows are thick enough to stop over one million bullets before cracking in one single millisquare," Jarvis' voice spoke to the team, happy to have something to inform something of, since Tony had requested Jarvis to silence his voice in the lab until he was finished.
"Is he still down there?" Bruce finally asked, staring down the staircase to the workshop.
Rhodey stood and without further explanation silently went down the workshop.
Tony had been on edge since he went unconscious on that roof, now it was even more so. He couldn't focus on the bolts he was meant to be tightening, he couldn't stand the constant worry of his AI, who noted that his hands were shaking.
"Mute." Tony said, and the room became silent.
He went back to work.
When he heard a familiar sound coming from the stairs, he didn't know what to do, didn't know whether to hide, or whether to run? Who was it? He saw Rhodey.
"When are you coming back up?" Rhodey asked from the door, leaning in.
"Um... I don't... I don't know," Tony said, turning his seat to face a half finished faceplate.
"What's goin' on?" Rhodey requested, coming further into the workshop.
"Nothing, why?" Tony asked, a bit too quickly.
Rhodey looked at him with an eyebrow raised.
"I'm just tired, maybe I should goto bed. Yeah, I'll see you in the morning," Tony said, trying to find a reason why he shouldn't be allowed in his workshop all night.
He entered the elevator on the far side of the room.
The doors closed, leaving Rhodey in the workshop alone.
"Alright then," Rhodey said, turning back to the stairs.
"He went to bed," Rhodey said to the silenced sitting area.
"Just now?" Natasha asked evenly, secretly wondering why in the world Tony Stark would goto bed willingly.
"Is that strange?" Rhodey asked, lifting an eyebrow.
"He normally sleeps in the workshop, with a screwdriver as a pillow," Clint said, earning a short laugh from Steve.
"He was just tired, probably the whole... Crazy magic dudes flying around thing had something to do with it," Rhodey replied.
"I'm gonna head to sleep too, g'night," Bruce murmured the last part as he yawned. The elevator doors shut behind him.
Rhodey, Clint, Natasha, Steve, and Thor stayed up a bit later, but they too decided that getting sleep before they questioned their house guests was probably a wise choice.
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