A/N: Hey guys! This chapter is again in Tony's point of view, and I believe it will be the last non-Harry POV. I wanted to show Tony's side of the situation, and thought this was the best way. Hope you enjoy!
Tony's Point of View
"We lost one of our engines, and the back up isn't starting," I hear someone yell.
"Tony-" Fury starts but I cut him off.
"Let's go Captain," I say turning to Steve. I know that we have been arguing, and I can tell by the look on his face that he isn't entirely sure what to do, he definitely thinks that I am trying to trick him.
In all honesty, I know that I have to get this ship back into the air. Obviously something has gone drastically wrong, but little Harry is on board. He is only here because I dragged him here and I will ensure his safety if it is the last thing I do.
"I am going to have to manually propel it," I say to the Captain jumping into the engine assessing the damage. "I can do it, by pushing the propeller and using the suit's thrusters."
"But won't it crush you?"
"Not if you slow it down."
"And how exactly am I supposed to do that?"
"Look Cap all you have to do is-" but I stop myself realizing that the technical jargon I was about to throw at him would mean nothing. "Do you see a red lever?"
"Yeah."
"Stand by it, and pull it when I tell you, it will offer enough resistance temporarily, to allow me to escape," I say, and I start working on what I need to without giving him another thought.
I have to cut away some metal that is stuck in the blades and is keeping them stationary. Once that is done, I start to push. It is slow going at first, but the rotors start to quickly gain speed, and then I realize that I am no longer pushing the blades but am following behind them.
"Now Captain! Pull the lever now!" I yell into the head piece. There is a moment of hesitation, and the blade behind me catches up to me pushing me forward. I've got to get out of here. I start to count in my head giving the Captain until fifteen to pull the lever before I try a more drastic route. I can't leave Harry on this aircraft alone. I promised him I wouldn't leave him alone again.
Finally just as I come up with a back up plan I think might work, I hear the captain yell he is ready before the blades slow. I quickly fly out and back onto the aircraft, just past the Captain.
"Took you long enough Captain. I was beginning to think you had forgotten about me."
"Sorry, I was a little busy," he says indicating the men he took down that were lying on the floor around us.
"Director, we have a bit of an issue. Loki escaped, he took a child with him," I hear Coulson say over the head pieces.
I immediately stop walking and stare blankly ahead. There is no way, absolutely no way that it could be Harry. But how many kids could there be secretly hiding out on the ship?
"Tony?" I hear Steve hesitantly ask, before placing a hand on my shoulder trying to pull me out of my thoughts.
"Shit! No… dammit. I told him to stay put," I mutter angrily to myself before storming off towards the conference room with Steve hot on my heels.
"Good work you two," Fury says as we walk into the conference room.
"Director, we have a major issue," Agent Coulson says walking into the room with Thor right behind him. "Loki escaped-"
"How the hell did he get out?" Natasha asks, and I jump slightly. I almost forgot she was here.
"Well that's the thing. He escaped with a kid, no idea where he came from but he used him as a shield," Coulson explains, and I feel all of the blood drain from my face before I quick jump up.
"The kid. What did he look like?!" I yell at Coulson. I can no longer hold back my fear, and I need to know now whether or not it is true. I won't believe it until I have proof. I left Harry safe and sound in my room, there is no way that he was kidnapped by Loki and is gone. No.
"I don't know. Small, maybe five years old. Brown hair, brown eyes…" Coulson trails off.
"No! Dammit!" I yell rushing out of the room and down the hall to my room. I open the door praying that Harry will be sitting there on the bed right where I left him, but a part of me knows it's not true.
Sure enough, when I open the door, the room is empty. I hit the wall, and slam the door before going back down to the conference room and sitting down without saying a word.
"Do you know the kid?" Steve asks me, and I can't help but shoot him a dirty look. How can he honestly ask me that?
"Yeah, I know the kid," I bite out.
"Harry?" I hear Bruce ask and I jump in surprise looking up at him. "What? I have good hearing, and you were not being nearly as quiet as you thought you were."
Ah, he must have heard me on the phone with him this morning.
"Yeah, it's Harry."
"Who's Harry? You better start talking Stark?" Fury says turning to me.
"Harry is my nephew. My cousin and his husband Sirius, are currently staying with me. I offered to take Harry to New York with me to give the two of them a bit of a break, plus Harry has never seen the city before. Unfortunately I got called away by you guys and had no one to leave him with. I won't trust him with just anyone."
"What's your cousin's name?"
"Remus Lu-Smith and Sirius Rolls," I stop myself from slipping and using their old last names. "They are from England. Everything is completely legal, check with your government it's all been approved."
"Stay here, I want to go check this out," Fury says before storming out of the room.
"Wait Fury, I will answer any questions you may have. But let me go find Harry first," I say standing up. He pauses as he reaches the door and turns back.
"If that were true, you would have told me about the kid immediately. Before he was taken hostage."
As soon as he is gone, Steve, Bruce, Thor, Natasha and Coulson all turn to stare at me.
"What were you thinking bringing a small child onto a battle ship?" Natasha asks breaking the silence.
"I left him when I went to Germany and he had a nightmare. By the time I got back he was really distressed, I didn't have any other option. If I didn't show up here when I was supposed to I knew that Fury would come after me and it would only be a matter of time before he found out about Harry anyways. You may think I am heartless, but I am not."
It takes almost a half an hour for Fury to return and I am getting anxious. I want to be out looking for Harry not sitting here while Fury does his research and pry into my life. You would think that we would all agree on the fact that finding a kidnapped child is the top priority, but no. I have a feeling that once he found out about their magic he demanded to speak to the minister of magic. Or at least get all of his questions answered.
"Do you have any idea who your nephew is?" Fury asks walking into the room and throwing a rather large file onto the table.
"Yeah, I think I do. Probably better than you do."
"He's the savior of the wiz-"
"You might want to think about what you say before you say it Fury. In case you haven't noticed, not everyone in this room has the same level of security clearance. I also would appreciate it if you would stop yourself from spreading tales of my nephew around."
"How could you keep such a thing a secret? Did you really think I wouldn't notice? He is going to be a great asset-"
"No Fury. You listen, and you listen closely because I will only say this once. Harry is not an asset. I don't care what you know or think you know, but you will not be using him. You won't even talk to him without asking my permission first. If you so much as breathe in the same room as him, I will know. Now if you are done, I would like to go and find the little six year old boy that has been taken by an alien trying to take over the world. I have sat here and waited for you long enough, but this is the end of it Fury. And I swear to you, if even one hair on his head has been hurt you will be the first person I come after right after Loki. I have had to sit here and twiddle my thumbs while you went off to do your little bit of research leaving my nephew alone and helpless. That's on your head," I say before standing up and storming out of the room and heading down the hall to the lab.
As soon as I get there I pause, unsure of what my next step should be, and that is when it all comes crashing down. What the hell was I thinking bringing my six year old nephew onto an aircraft that was ready for war? He shouldn't have been within 100 miles of a universal criminal like Loki. Who knows what Loki will do with Harry, I mean he hasn't held a child hostage before, it's likely that he just used him as an escape. But who's to say that Loki will then let Harry go alive?
I fall into a chair, putting my face in my hands. Harry deserves to live a free life… a life without the fears of someone trying to take over and threatening to kill his family and everyone he holds dear. First he had Voldemort, and he just escaped that crazy maniac after losing his friends, but he is still there, lurking in the background and we are all stuck waiting on his next move. Now I introduced him to another maniac, Loki. Who's to say Loki won't take a special interest in Harry?
Pepper always yells at me for not thinking things through all of the way and I never put much stock in it. But now… I may never see Harry again, and that is on my shoulders. To explain to his dads… God, how am I going to tell Remus that I put his son in unnecessary danger just because I wanted to go play hero and feel needed? I won't blame him if he can never forgive me, hell I will never be able to forgive myself.
I pick up my cell phone preparing myself to make the hardest phone call I have ever had to make, but before I can make the call, the phone rings.