((I know it's taken forever to update, and I promised Smut in this chapter, but I've gotten sick, so don't blame me! I'm trying!))

Steve jerked awake from another nightmare. Tony grunted reminding him he was home safe and sound.

"Steve, what's wrong?" He asked, sitting up. Tony noticeably winced.

"Nothing. Go back to sleep." Steve insisted Tony groaned, and shook his head.

"Can't now. I'm awake." Tony stretched, and froze.

"Bad Idea?" Steve asked. Tony nodded, and fell back onto his pillow still frozen mid stretch. Steve chuckled.

"Not funny, Rogers." He hissed. Steve just laughed harder. "Fine, what was your nightmare about?"

"Tony, I told you it's-"

"No, if it woke you up, it's bad. What happened?"

"Just some bad memories from the war." Tony righted himself, and sighed. He missed being home in his tower, even if Pepper helped build twelve percent of it. He smirked, and leaned closer to Steve. "Of course, you could help me build a different Stark Tower, if you know what I mean."

Steve gasped gently, and blushed a dark shade of red. "I-I really don't think we should, since your still recovering and all." Tony grinned mischievously.

"I'll let that excuse slide, sine I am pretty sore." Steve sighed in relief. Before Tony's lips crashed on to his. Once again, Steve fell for his trick. Tony smiled into the kiss as his lounge slipped into Steve's mouth. Steve moaned gently.

Tony straddled his lover. Steve pulled Tony down to be right on top of him. Steve bucked slightly against him.

"Tony…" Steve managed. "I-I can't."

"Why not?" Tony demanded, moving his hands up Steve shirt.

"II just-"A sharp knock interrupted them. "Who is it?" Steve called, out of breathe. Tony smiled and nipped at Cap's neck, causing him to quiver.

"Bruce. I came to check up on Tony. Lorenzo and Mario came with me. They insisted." He explained. Tony groaned, and rolled off Steve.

"We'll be out in a minute. Tell me when they leave?"

"You won't like the answer."

"I don't care."

"Fine. Promise."

"Then maybe sex?"

"Get dressed, Anthony." Steve smacked his good arm, and smiled. The arc reactor was still dim, but not nearly as bad as when he found his beloved. He watched as Tony carefully pulled on his shirt.

"Geez, Cap, I'm catching you staring more than me. Something wrong?" Tony grinned again.

"No, I'm just glad your home." Steve said, quietly. "I missed you."

"Yeah, I missed you too. Now come on, we've got guests, Mr. Rogers."

"Indeed we do, Mr. Stark." Steve smiled and headed out into the living room with Tony.

"Here." Mario said, embarrassed.

"What's this?" Steve asked, taking the covered dish.

"My Ma' made some fettachuni for you, because you guys are helping with Lorenzo's wedding." Lorenzo grinned. His and Bruce's hand were locked.

"Kid, I'm paying for it. You helped me, I help you. That's way life works." Tony explained. He grabbed the aluminum foil on top, and removed. A fragrant aroma hit them.

"Wow! This smells amazing!" Steve said.

"Thanks. Ma always cooks like that."

"Alright, well, let me put this in the kitchen while Bruce gets to work on Tony.

Bruce concluded the damage wasn't too bad, and Tony should make a full recovery by the next day. Steve smirked at Tony. He'd be working at regular pace as soon as Bruce and the boys left. They ate the fettachuni for dinner. As promised, It was brilliant. Steve had to beg Mario to get the recipe for him. He agreed laughing. At around eleven that night, the trio left.

"So, they're gone. What's been bothering you?" Tony asked.

"What?"

"This morning, remember? You were freaking out this morning. What happened that made you have nightmares?" Tony said. He sincerely wanted to know, mainly because Steve was his lover, and he wanted to make all the pains inside him just vanish. To make it disappear as if it never existed.

"I-If I tell you, you'll just hate this man even more." Steve assured. Tony gave him a confused look. "Your dad."

"What did my Dad do?"

"He-Before I would go on a mission, he would call me into his room, and…" Steve laid his head in his hands. Even after all this time, he couldn't talk about it.

"What did he do?" Tony insisted. He know he shouldn't push it, but he had a pretty good Idea of what he did.

"He-He raped me."