Alright, this one is completely a filler and I'm sorry, but I felt I needed to establish where they were/what they were doing/et cetra. But don't worry! I'm actually about to start the next chapter in like, five minutes. Happy reading! :) -E

The boys just sat in silence, staring at the screen in front of them.

"What just happened?" Bruce asked finally. Tony opened his mouth to reply, yet nothing came out. "Tony?" he tried again, eyes still glued to the phone.

"Y..eah?" Tony's voice sounded slightly forced as the screen went dark.

"We should…"

"..Yeah…"

"Keys are…?"

"Cabinet."
"The cabinet?"

"Long story." In perfect synchronization, the pair jumped up and went to find their shoes. Once he had is shoes, Bruce jogged over into the kitchen and started opening the cabinets, looking for Tony's keys.

"Which one?" he called over his shoulder as Tony walked into the room quickly, zipping up a jacket.

"Shit, uh," Tony glanced around the kitchen quickly, trying to remember where he had left them. "Thiiiiiiiis…. No… This one- no… Shit…"

"Why you would keep your keys in a kitchen cabinet is beyond me-"

"I told you: long story!"

"Yeah, well it-"

"Got 'em!" Bruce heard the keys jingling in Tony's hand and spun around, except Tony hadn't been anywhere near the cabinets. "They were actually in the freezer." He grinned sheepishly. Bruce just stared at him.

"You know what? I don't even want to know. Let's just go," he quickly started for the front door, grabbing one of Tony's jackets and pulling it on. Tony quickly sent a message to Clint.

[4:03 am, sent] Are you on your way to Nat's?

Putting his hands in his pockets, he kept his hand closed around his phone and followed Bruce out the door and down the hall.

"What do you think's there? I mean, who? I mean…" Bruce blinked, his eyebrows furrowing. "I think I mean who?" he glanced over at Tony. "Tony?"

"Oh, uh," Tony cleared his throat and looked at Bruce, shrugging. "I don't know." He looked worried. Bruce chewed gently on the inside of his cheek, looking forwards again, fingers playing with the keys.

Bzzzzz.

Whipping out his phone, Tony sighed in relief.

"Oh, good," he breathed, looking at the message from Clint.

[4:05 am, Bird-Brain] Yeah. Rogers and I are on our way over. What about you?

[4:05 am, sent] We're on our way too.

Reviews:

Devony- Yessss! Tasha is all their girl and I love her and just. Yes. And oh my god can you imagine being in her place though and suddenly the god of thunder bashing through the door I'm pretty sure I would pee my pants

Broken Infinity- Aww, thank you so much! And yeah, I think Clint would be really caring/protective over Tashaaaa. Again, thank you! :)

SmileMore- Oh, don't worry, I call nearly everyone "dude/son/giiiiirl/whatever comes to mind" so you're good ;) But thank you so much! I really appreciate it!

SH Ships Sherlock- Hah! Yeah, that was actually a very last-second addition, but I'm glad I did add it in! And apparently it was in good taste? :) But yeah, I loooooove love love Steve. Literally. I'm wearing Cap sweatpants as I type this. Thank you for your kind words! :)

General: Thank you all so much for sticking with me! I really love all the feedback/reviews and hope you're all enjoying the story :)