Well my lovely followers, sorry I took so long to update.. urgh. Between school, work, and not being sure how to work this chapter out, it took me for fucking ever... sorry for the potty mouth. my apologies.. any who... so here is chapter ten, enjoy, I'm hoping to update again soon. LOVE YOU GUYS LOTS!

Chapter Ten

Bruce was feeling light-headed and woozy. It didn't help that whomever held him hostage kept him heavily sedated and had taken several blood samples. Every once in a while, they would hook up another bag to his iv for fluids and keeping him hydrated, and replace the sedative they were using. Bruce felt sick to his stomach, they have taken at least five different vials of blood from him. He was sure they wanted to recreate what happened to him, they wanted The Other Guy. He knew they wanted to use him as a weapon, but why were they taking the blood samples? They had him, what more did they want? He rolled his head dizzily to the side and saw blurry images of people at another table. He glanced around for a few moments and could see about of lab equipment and another lab table that was empty. Slowly but surely Bruce started to put the pieces together, they wanted him for his radiated blood to create beast, like The Other Guy. Bruce closed his eyes tightly and groaned a little and whispered, "fuck. Tony, I need you." He heard quiet murmurs from across the room, but couldn't hear what they were saying. He frowned a little and couple tears streaked his face, and whispered to himself, "Tony."

Tony stood in his lab getting into his Iron Man suit, went to launch off but heard JARVIS sound off in his helmet, "sir, before you take off Clint is coming down to talk to you." Tony shook his head slowly and thought, he's probably going to try to talk me out of this. Tony lifted his face plate as he saw Clint enter and sighed quietly, "Don't try to talk me out of this Clint." Clint walked closer to him and stopped in front of him, "Tony, please, let us help. We don't want you to do this on your own." Tony shook his head slowly, "No Clint, I don't want you guys getting hurt, let me do this on my own. Please." Tony clenched his fists tightly and watched Clint's face. "I just, want to do this on my own okay. I don't want you guys getting hurt too," Tony put on a fake smile, "don't worry Legolas, if I need the back up I'll call you guys in I promise. I'm just gonna go scope out the area and see if it's still active, I'll come back. Don't worry." Clint shook his head a little and smirked before looking Tony in the eye, "Alright, but if I don't hear from you with in six hours, I'm calling Director Fury." Tony rolled his eyes a little and gave another fake smile and a wink, "Don't wait up for me dear." Clint watched as Tony closed his face plate and took off out of the tower.

It wasn't long before Tony reached his coordinates in an empty desert in New Mexico, he circled the small storage building once and did heat signature scan and not picking anything up. Tony grumbled quietly as he circled above the building again, "Sir," JARVIS started but was cut off and all power was lost to suit, he glided a few feet through the sky, "shit," then fell to the desert sand. Tony tried moving, but with no power to the suit, that was next to impossible. He grumbled a little at the lack of movement to his suit and just laid there helplessly. If his systems weren't down, he'd call in the team, but oh wait, he can't he thought to himself. He was mentally kicking himself in the ass right now.

With no power to the suit Tony couldn't open the face plate and it was getting warm in there, very quickly. Tony panted slightly as the temperature rose inside his suit, but then, he held his breath briefly. He felt himself being jostled around, and, moving. He could faintly hear muffled voices outside his suit and decided not to say anything. He didn't know who he was dealing with, and without power to the suit, he was basically useless. Sure he knew how to use a gun and he used to build weapons for the government for a living, but what good is that going to do him right now. He was trapped inside his own weapon.

He waited patiently, feeling himself still moving and hearing the voices outside. He kept his breaths long and quiet, he didn't need to make any unnecessary noise that may cause him any problems. If Bruce was still alive, he would be heart-broken if anything happened to me, Tony thought to himself. He had to keep himself alive, for Bruce. If not for anyone else, for Bruce. Tony made a promise to himself that he would find Bruce, dead or alive, preferably alive. He broke promises often, but this was Bruce, he would never break a promise to his Science Boyfriend. Tony smirked a little at that thought, Science Boyfriend. He felt himself stop moving and he held his breath briefly again, trying to hear the voices outside. He couldn't make out what they were saying, all he heard was quiet mumbles.

Soon Tony could hear the metal of his faceplate being forced open, and he struggled to get any kind of movement, but came out with no success. They faceplate was taken off and he squinted a little from the lights over his head. There was a man standing next to him that quickly looked over his shoulder, "Sir, he's still alive." Tony could here another voice in the distance, "Good, he could be of use to us. Sedate him and get the suit from him, and restrain him when you're done." "Yes, sir," the young man replied, he looked down at Tony, and started dismantling the helmet to sedate him. Tony struggled and grunted a little, "Come on guy, you don't want to do this." The young man didn't reply and with the help of his coworker, they both got Tony's helmet off. As soon as he could he picked his head up looking around the room quickly seeing Bruce at the other side. His eyes went wide and he called out to him, "Bruce?! Bruce, don't worry, I'm," Tony felt himself starting to lose focus and consciousness passing out on the lab table.

Welp... there's chapter ten, Hope you liked it.. please review love your opinions. Gonna try to update again soon.