So here is chapter 9... yeah I know it's not that long. I kind of had a tough time writing this one. Nothing was coming out... sorry guys, welp... enjoy.
Chapter 9
He stopped in the hallway to his lab and just though... My Bruce? Tony smiled a little at the though of calling Bruce his. They've been together, as a couple, for six or seven months now, and he's alright with that. He rushed down to his lab and to his computer. He sat down and typed frantically hacking into SHIELD's data base. Tony searched through SHIELD's files looking for a file on General Ross, looking for his last known active base.
After four cups of coffee and few hours of searching SHIELD's files, Tony finally found the last active base. He frowned at his screen seeing that it was only active about a year ago, but it was worth a shot right? He put the coordinates into his computer system and downloaded it to his Iron Man suit network. He grabbed his cup of coffee and finished it before heading to bed, where he would sleep alone. He stood in the elevator fidgeting with his coffee and a few tears streaked down his face. He missed Bruce. It's been almost four days and he missed his Bruce. He hated that he couldn't see him. He hated that he doesn't know where, and how he was. Tony didn't like that fact he didn't know whether he was alive or dead. He shook his head a little, I can't think that, he's alive Tony, he told himself.
Bruce woke up again looking up at the ceiling of the dim room, his head feeling fuzzy and dizzy again. He felt sick to his stomach, and exhausted. The leather restrains on his wrists were starting to chafe as he subconsciously moved his hands around. He mumbled quietly, "Tony," he groaned again quietly fading in and out of consciousness, "I need you babe," he took a deep breath and felt tears welling up in his eyes. He blinked a couple of times and took a deep breath feeling his chest shudder as he felt a sob building into his chest. Bruce coughed a little started crying, he squeezed his eyes shut and mumbled quietly, "please, Tony, I need your help." His eyes flew open as he felt a needle go into his arm. He turned and saw a pair of rubber gloves and a needle collecting a sample of his blood. "What... What are you doing? Please, don't do this, you're making a mistake, you don't want this please," Bruce started to panic and feel his heart race, everything came out into a mumble and he frowned watching the hands take two vials of blood. He heard a quiet voice off on the other side of the room, and thought he recognized it. He closed his eyes a little and just listened. He knew that voice and he just couldn't put his finger on who it was and he mumbled quietly, "Who are you?" Soon the rubber gloves came back and replaced the iv bag and Bruce passed out again.
Tony laid in his empty bed, just him in the middle of the bed. He laid on his side and grabs Bruce's pillow and cuddled it. A few tears ran down his face and stained the pillow. He squeezed his eyes shut trying to recollect himself but cried even harder. He was exhausted, physically, mentally and emotionally, he couldn't handle this, it drove him crazy that Bruce wasn't with him now. As he cried he fell into a deep sleep.
He smiled and as he woke up feeling Bruce at his side and squeezed him gently. He kept his eyes closed, he didn't want to open them afraid that he'd wake from a dream. Tony took a deep breath and inhaled Bruce's scent and smiled. He had his Bruce back, "Baby, I missed you so much. I'm glad you're alright," Tony mumbled sleepily. "It's alright babe, I'm here," Bruce whispered quietly and gently ran his fingers through Tony's hair. Tony hummed quietly and leaned into Bruce's touch, "I'm glad you're home and alright. You had me so worried baby, I was going crazy." Bruce chuckled a little and held on to Tony tight, "Don't worry babe. I'm not going anywhere I promise. I love you so much."
Tony hummed quietly and laid awake in bed. He was afraid to open his eyes and see an empty. So instead of opening his eyes, Tony reached out across his mattress and felt the empty cold spot in his bed. Tony frowned a little and squeezed his pillow and frowned. He hated this. He need to find Bruce, and he needed to find him fast. He laid on his back and kept his eyes closed and mumbled, "Bruce... I need you back. Please. I wish I could just find you and bring you back. I want you back Bruce." He felt more tears streak his face and he quickly rubbed them away, "I need to do something." Tony hears his phone ring and just stared at it. He sighed quietly and picked it up, "Hello?" "Stark, are systems and IT guys are telling us that you hacked into our networks," Director Fury's voice snapped over the phone. Tony groaned quietly, it was way too early to hear him bitch about this now. "Look. We need to find Bruce soon, it's been four or five days now. Anything could have happened to him. I figured I could find him faster on my own then with your supposed help." Tony could hear Fury groan on the phone, "Look Stark, we're doing our best to find Doctor Banner and your attitude is no..." Tony stopped him mid sentence, "Look Fury, I can't sit around and wait. I'm going to Ross's last active base and going to check and see if Bruce is there. We don't even know if Bruce is still alive right now! I am so done with this fucking conversation." With that, Tony hung up on Fury, he probably shouldn't have hung up on him, but he did. Tony got up and took a quick shower and got dressed before heading to his lab to suit up.
Well I hope you enjoyed this rather short chapter. I will try to post again soon. I'm thinking about starting a FrostIron soon... What are your thoughts guys?
Reviews are definitely welcome.