He nearly fell out of bed when the sudden call broke the silence. He sat still in shock, looking at the phone with his book wide open in his hands. The phone rang again, and he dog-eared his page to keep his place. "Hello?"

"Bruce?" He waited for Steve to continue, only to realize he was asking for confirmation.

"Um, yeah?"

"Has Tony stopped by or anything?" Oh god not this again.

"No..."

"Alright, just call me if he does."

"Yeah, sure." Steve ended the call without so much as a thanks. Bruce puffed out his cheeks and tangled his fingers in his hair. He liked Tony, he really did. He was smart, funny, and knew what Bruce was trying to say before he finished his sentences. But if Tony didn't stop this... issue he had, Bruce didn't want to wait around long enough to wait for the next encounter. He left his book on the desk and picked his cell up once more, read to call Betty.

Loki sealed the final crease by pressing his finger down the line of the fold. Lifting the paper to admire his work, his eyes slid to Thor and an impish smile grew on his features. Throwing the creation, the airplane hit Thor square on his back. Loki's smile grew until Thor grunted. "I'm studying Loki."

At that he snorted and replied, "It won't do you any good. Let's go to the library, play a prank or two on some freshmen."

"No."

"Come on, half of them won't realize what had happened till they get home. They're all stupider than you, and it takes work to be that daft."

"No, Loki. I'm studying."

He huffed and fell back onto Thor's bed where he had been sitting. He would usually just go by himself, but it was more fun to have someone with you to see how brilliant the prank actually was. A few more minutes passed before Loki was pulled out of his thoughts of revenged by Thor's ringing phone.

"Hello?... Steve! What is-no I haven't... That is troubling... Of course... I'll help look around... goodbye." Thor stood up and closed his text book.

"What? When Steve calls you, you're ready-"

"Anthony is missing again."

Loki paused in shock before scowling once again. "So? Stark isn't a child, he can take care of-"

"No, but he is an alcoholic with a fake ID, and we are his friends. It is our duty to help him."

He sneered at the idea. "You aren't a knight, Thor. You have no chivalry, and you have no duty. When Stark is out every other week drinking enough alcohol for a village, we shouldn't-"

"We? Loki you-"

"STOP INTERRUPTING!" Loki burst up out of the bed and took a moment to calm down. "At this point I think Anthony wants the fate that is coming for him."

Thor narrowed his eyes and turned without another word.

Thwack

Clint breathed out through his nose and lifted another arrow to the bow. He nocked it, then aimed.

Thwack

A little too far to the right.

He briefly heard his phone ringing before Phil put his book down and picked it up. Clint reached for another arrow. He nocked it again, trying to block out Phil's voice. He took a breath before aiming. But before he could release the arrow, Phil's voice grew worried. "Yeah, we just saw him near the pharmacy we stopped off at." Clint put his bow down.

Walking over to Phil, Clint saw his usually calm demeanor crack and fall away. "It was the strip mall down on 134th." Clint's stomach dropped when he realized what was going on. He hung up the phone, and looked up to his boyfriend. "It's-"

"Tony, I know. C'mon." And off they went.

Pulling up to the same strip mall they were previously at, Phil and Clint immediately headed towards Mickey's Pub, the only bar the establishment had. Clint burst through the doors, with Phil at his heals. He scanned the bar and near the pool table, but saw no sign of Tony. So, he headed to the bartender while Phil went to look in the bathrooms and out back. "Scuse me, I'm looking for a guy who was in here earlier. He's kinda short, brown hair and eyes? Umm, easily annoyed?" Clint looked hopefully at the man, praying he had answers.

"Half of my customers fit that description."

"Well, I need to find this one! Have you seen him or not?"

The bartender gave him a sideways look, and put down the glass he had been cleaning. It was then that Phil returned and stood behind Clint. The guyed eyed the couple, then answered. "He was here for an hour at most, but had a lot of vodka. I told I'd call a taxi, but he was out the door before I had the phone in my hands. That was about ten minutes ago. Sorry." He shrugged and picked up another glass.

"I'll call Steve," Phil said from behind Clint. The archer, however sighed and brought his fingers to his brow.

"Tell him we'll keep looking."

He had just hung up the phone with Phil when the clock struck 10. Steve sighed and hoped with Thor and now Clint and Phil looking for Tony, they could find him till his destructive ways did any harm. So, it was a surprise then, that he heard a distinctive God dammit coming from outside the door. "Tony?" He heard the key hit the door and it's knob a few times before he could unlock it. Then the door swung open to finally reveal Tony. Alive, but not well.

A/N: Cliff hanger? Yeah, I don't know I was just feeling it when I wrote this. Sorry about the delay, I was out of state for a while but I'm back! Thanks for all the lovely reviews, darlings! Keep them coming please!

Oh, also: I thought this was a little OCC for Loki and Thor, but I tried to reel it back in. I don't know, I was thinking their relationship as brothers was getting better but still touchy. Tell me what you think, advice is welcome.

~Jessi