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Chapter: 2

Bruce sipped at his tea as he stared at computer screens in his lab and tried to stray his mind from Tony's night terrors. He was checking his radiation levels in his blood, and trying to stay focused on one thing was a joke. He took his glasses off his face and rubbed at his eyes in frustration. He needed to go talk to Tony, he couldn't just sweep this under the carpet. Bruce stuck his glasses in the front pocket of his shirt and asked JARVIS where Tony was. The AI replied telling him Tony was in his lab working on some new additions to his suit. Bruce nods a little and leaves his lab heading for Tony's.

Tony stood at his lab table, working on his suit, doing anything to keep mind off of the dreams he's been having for the past two weeks. He set his solder iron down and looked down approvingly at his work. He smiled a little to himself, but it slowly faded as his mind traveled back to the dream he had this morning. He squeezed his eyes shut and shook his head slowly, "No. No more. It was just a dream." He bit his lip a little and quickly rubbed at his eyes and begged for the tears to recede. He sat down in his chair with a huff and laid his head back against the head rest.

Tony felt himself dozing, but woke up by a pair of hands resting on his shoulders. Tony's eyes quickly flew open and looked up into Bruce's eyes. "Oh hey," Tony mumbled quietly sitting up straight and turned his chair around to face Bruce. "What are you doing down here? Thought you were working on something in your lab," Tony asked rubbing the sleep from his eyes. Bruce rubbed the back of his neck nervously, he was never one for confrontation but it had must be done, "Yeah, um I had to come down and talk to you. Something's been bugging me." Tony sat up a little straighter hearing that and looked at Bruce seriously, "What's up? Anything I can do to help?" Bruce sighed, "Um, yeah. It would help if you talked to me a little more and not close up so fast." Tony stiffened a little knowing exactly what Bruce wanted to talk about, but he really didn't want to. Tony did his best to fake an innocent smile, "I have no idea what you're talking about," Tony leaned back in his chair stretched his feet out in front of him and crossing his arms over his chest. Bruce groaned frustrated taking a few steps closer to Tony, "Tony come on, I've woken up to you in the night clinging to me. I've woken up to you yelling and swearing at people." Bruce let his arms drop to his sides and watches Tony, feeling tears well up in his eyes. Tony noticed Bruce was getting upset and stood in front him. Tony gently cupped Bruce's face in his hands, "Bruce, please, just leave it. I don't like talking about it, I don't want to talk about it, I don't want to upset you." Tony held Bruce's face gently and stared at him with pleading eyes hoping that Bruce would understand.

Tony took his hands from Bruce's face and wrapped his arms around him holding him tightly and burying his face in to Bruce's neck and mumbles quietly, "I love you, Brucey. What would I do without you?" Bruce couldn't help it. It broke his heart every time he saw Tony vulnerable and upset. Bruce wrapped his arms around Tony's shoulders tightly and buried his face in Tony's hair, "I love you too Tony, but I hate seeing you so upset. I hate seeing you like this," Bruce took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, "it breaks my heart." Tony didn't say anything, just kept his face buried in Bruce's neck. Tony just wanted Bruce to let it go, he didn't want to stress Bruce any more than he already was.

Tony needed a distraction, he smirked a little, and he knew exactly what to do. Tony gently pressed his lips against Bruce's neck and smiled a little hearing a low hum from Bruce's chest. Bruce groaned a little, "Tony, please, I'm trying to have a serious conversation with you." Tony shook his head a little, "Mm mm. I don't want to." Tony smirked and gently nipped at Bruce's neck. "Tony, please," Bruce tilted his head instinctively and groaned feeling Tony's tongue flick out and caress his neck. Tony smiled against Bruce's neck, "Please what," Tony chuckles lightly, "I love it when you beg." Bruce gently grabbed Tony's shoulders and pulled himself from Tony, "No really. We need to talk about this, the team's worried about you. They're noticing you acting differently. I'm noticing too, and I'm worried about you." Tony frowned a little and looked at the floor, and rubbed the back of his neck, "Bruce, I just, I don't want to worry you." "Well, you're failing miserably Tony. I'm constantly worrying about you," Bruce leaned against one of the lab tables and crossed his arms over his chest and stared at Tony.

Tony huffed a little and sat back down in his chair resting his head in his hands. Bruce could feel the air around them thickening, and getting more tense. He hatted it. He just wanted Tony to say something, anything, talk to him about what was going on at night in his head. Bruce was scared for Tony. Bruce has noticed, that if Tony wasn't in bed with him, Tony would be down in his lab occupying himself. Distracting himself with anything, and not sleeping. There had been several occasions where Tony wouldn't sleep period. He just stayed awake in his lab doing updates on his suit or constructing some new gadget.

Tony just looked at the floor and he opened his mouth to say something but nothing would come out. Tony swallowed hard and kept his eyes on the floor, "I've been...having these dreams Bruce. They're awful." Tony raked his fingers through his hair and sighed a little, "I've been having these dreams, that someone takes you away from me Bruce, and I try stopping them, but I can't. I just, can't." Bruce stayed quiet and frowns a little and knelt in front of Tony, gently cupped his face and brought his face up to look him in the eyes, "Tony, no one is going to take me from you. I don't think you or the Other Guy would let it happen. Ever." Tony's eyes started to tear up and glanced at a wall, he tried to look anywhere but Bruce's eyes. Tony sighed a little, his voice cracked slightly, "Bruce, I had this dream that, Ross came for you and took you from me. He was doing horrible things to you, Bruce, and I couldn't do anything about it. They had you strapped down to this lab table and had you heavily sedated. They were taking blood samples from you..." Bruce cut Tony off and looked him in the eyes again, "Tony, it's alright nothing bad is going to happen, okay? It was just a dream," Bruce gently caressed Tony's face with his thumbs and gave him a chaste kiss and gently wiped the tears from his cheeks. With how upset Tony was, Bruce wrapped his arms around Tony and held him close and sighed a little as he felt Tony relax and bury his face in Bruce's neck.

Tony and Bruce stayed like that for God knows how long, to Tony it felt like ages. Bruce gently backed away from Tony to see the bags under his eyes, and his eyes a little red and puffy from crying. Bruce stood up and offered Tony a hand, "Come on babe, you look exhausted. You need some sleep." Tony shook his head slowly, "Bruce, please, I'm getting sick of having theses dreams. That's why I haven't been sleeping much. I'm afraid to go to sleep one night and wake up not finding you in bed with me."

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