Sorry for the late posting...
Events in life happened which did not help with writing a love story... Ugh. Sorry guys.
Well here's the next chapter anyway! Hope you enjoy! Thanks for sticking around!
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Chapter 7

Tony looked around the room quickly seeing an empty bed, blankets thrown over the bed. He felt his heart pounding in his chest as he looked around the room in a panic. He bit his lip a little and called for Bruce, "Bruce? Where'd you go?" There was no answer. He frowned and walked to his bathroom and knocked on the door. He leaned against the door and didn't hear anything. There was no answer and he couldn't hear the shower running. He opened the door slowly, but Bruce wasn't in there. He quietly mumbled to himself, "Shit. Fuck, fuck." He quickly left Bruce's room, "JARVIS, where's Bruce? Is he still in the tower?" Tony started for Bruce's lab in a panic, almost running down the stairs, opposed to taking the elevator down. JARVIS finally answered, "He is down in his lab sir."

Tony came down the last flight of stairs and looked into Bruce's lab seeing him sitting at one of the computer screens. He sighed a little seeing Bruce was okay. He opened the door and came up behind Bruce quietly wrapping his arms around his waist. Tony gently pressed a kiss to Bruce's neck and mumbled quietly, "You scared the hell out of me babe." Bruce chuckled quietly, "I'm sorry. I couldn't sleep," He turned around in his seat and pressed a kiss to Tony's lips. "You need the sleep babe. You look exhausted," Tony gently squeezed him and kissed his forehead. Bruce sighed a little and shook his head a little, "I'll be fine. This won't be the first time I've gone without sleep Tony." Tony frowned a little knowing that it was because of his dreams and because of him that Bruce wasn't sleeping. He felt bad knowing that this was his fault. He held Bruce close and felt him nuzzle into his neck. Bruce felt himself starting to doze some on Tony's shoulder. He really was exhausted he couldn't stay awake when Tony held on to him like he was.

Tony glanced down at Bruce who had fallen a sleep in his arms and smiled a little. He gently caressed Bruce's back and whispered, "Bruce, come one babe. Lets go lay you down." Bruce woke a little and rubbed his eyes and nodded . Tony helped Bruce stand out of his chair and led him over to the elevator heading to his room.

Tony led him over to his bed and gently kissed Bruce's lips, "lay down, you need the sleep babe." Bruce just quietly nodded and kissed him back before taking his shoes off and laying down. Just as Bruce's head hit the pillow, he passed out almost immediately. Tony smiled a little seeing Bruce sleep so soundly and gently kissed the top of his head and headed out of the room.

Tony walked into the kitchen going straight for the coffee pot and eyed the remittance and thought to himself, it's probably stale and cold. He dumped it out and started making another pot. He sat on a bar stool and read a news paper as he smelled the coffee brewing and smiled slightly. He glanced out of the corner of his eye as he heard a bar stool being pulled out beside him. He rolled his eyes and went back to his paper as he saw Steve sitting beside him. "Tony. I want to apologize about the other day. That wasn't fair of us to do that," Steve said looking at the scientist. Tony grunted a little not saying anything. Steve sighted quietly, "look we're, I mean. I'm sorry for upsetting Bruce. It wasn't fair of us to do that. We shouldn't have expected him to talk to you for us. We should have been more respectfu-" Tony dropped the paper on the island and glared at him a little, "Yes you three should have been more respectful of Bruce! You three know how he gets under pressure." Tony stood and pointed at Steve. His shoulders slumped a little and stared at the island as Tony pointed at him. Tony sighed quietly and walked over to the coffee machine and poured himself a mug.

He didn't say anything more to Steve. He sat quietly and read his paper as he sipped at his coffee. He smirked a little as Steve finally sighed left the kitchen but rolled his eyes hearing someone sit beside him again. "Tony, I just want to apologize," Clint started, but Tony interrupted him, "seriously, you people need to stop apologizing," Tony sighs a little, "Just, don't do it again, or I'll have to kick your ass." Tony dropped the paper and glared at Clint. Clint looked at Tony and glared back, "You don't have to do this on your own you know. That's why we're here. You can talk to us you know," Clint sighed a little and glanced at the table top for a moment then looked back at Tony, "we all have our own nightmares Tony. We all have our own issues." Tony stayed quiet and looked at the table top. "We all have our own pasts Tony. I just want you to know that you can talk to us. I know that you may not trust us, and that you may not believe me, but we're here for you." Clint gently rested a hand on Tony's shoulder and felt him flinch a little. Tony let out a small sigh and looked up into Clint's blue eyes, "Thanks Clint. I appreciate it, but uh, I just don't want to trouble others with my problems." Clint looked at him slightly confused and offended, "Tony, you won't be troubling us with your problems. You need to trust us. At least you could talk to Bruce, I don't want to see you hurt yourself or something." Tony raised an eyebrow and looked at Clint but said nothing, "You know what I mean Tony." He rolled his eyes and stood up from his bar stool and left Clint alone in the kitchen.

Tony sighed a little heading to Bruce's room to check on him. He sips at his coffee a little, frowning still thinking about what Clint had said. Yeah they have all had their own nightmares, their own pasts, but Tony didn't feel like sharing anything with anyone. The only person he did that with was Bruce. He was the only person Tony ever opened up to, he didn't share anything with anyone else. He slowly cracked open Bruce's bedroom door and peaked in at the sleeping scientist. He smiled a little at how peaceful he was. He wanted to go in and climb into bed with the man, but he didn't want to wake Bruce with his ridiculous dreams.

He leaned in the door casing and watched Bruce sleep and smiled. He couldn't help but smile watching Bruce. This was the most relaxed that he's ever seen him. Tony gave in, he kicked off his shoes and climbed into bed beside Bruce and pulled Bruce's back against his chest. He smiled a little and nuzzled into Bruce's hair inhaling deeply and loving his scent. He wasn't sure what the smell was but it was uniquely Bruce and he loved it. He couldn't image what he would do without Bruce, he couldn't image where he would be without him. That's right, he thought, I'd probably be dead if it wasn't for Bruce. He smiled a little at the thought and held onto him tightly.

Bruce woke up and rolled over looking at Tony and said sleepily, "Hey babe. What are you doing in here?" Bruce smiled a little and held Tony tightly. Tony smiled, "I came into check on you." Bruce chuckled a little and smiled, "Well, if you came to check on me, what are you doing in my bed. Not that I'm complaining." Tony smiled a little and kissed the tip of Bruce's nose, "I saw you sleeping so peacefully. I couldn't help it. I had to join you." Bruce chuckled a little and smiled, "You okay? You seem a little off Tony?" Bruce looked at him a little concerned and stared into his eyes. "Yeah, I'm fine baby, don't worry about it," Tony looked down a little then back up at Bruce. "Tony... Please. Talk to me babe." Tony sighed a little, "Eh the guys have been apologizing this afternoon. Clint's been poking at me about talking him too." "They're just trying to help Tony," Bruce explains looking at Tony. He shook his head a little and frowned, "I don't need their help, Bruce," he smiled a little, "I have yours." Tony smiled and kissed the top of Bruce's head.

Tony wasn't sure how long they were laying there, but he fell asleep and holding onto his lover. He woke up to a dark room and shivered feeling a breeze blow through the room he shivered opening his eyes and looking around in the darkness to an empty bed and an open window. He looked down to an empty bed and started to panic. He shot out of bed and threw open the bathroom door not finding his lover. "Bruce!" Tony yelled as a strong breeze blew through the room as at it poured outside. He ran to the window looking out and over the sidewalk and roads under him yelling again, "Bruce?!"

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