A/N- OMG! OVER 50 REVIEWS! EEEEEEEE! Here's the next chapter! Sorry about not updating sooner, Sophomore year kills. I've had AP Gov, along with Geometry, Chemistry, and Spanish homework almost every night! Week two! Anyway, I got into my school's production of Pirates of Penzance (I'm a policeman because we don't have enough guys to play all of the guy roles...) so I'm going to update whenever it's possible, but it won't be very often. =(. For this story, Agent Coulson is alive! He won't make an appearance, but he's alive. Just FYI.
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Tony followed Steve through one of the doors in the long hallway before leaning against a wall and looking at him expectantly. The soldier took a deep breath and began. "So, listen. I looked at the next reel, and I thought I should tell you that-"
"My dad is on it." It wasn't a question.
"How did you know?" Steve looked at him quizzically.
"My dad, he wasn't the tuck-your-kid-in-after-playing-ball-with-him-all-day kinda dad. No matter what I did, he wasn't impressed. One thing I do remember, though, was the stories he would tell. He told stories about the war- about you, about the Howling Commandos and the Super Soldier Serum. I was told those stories so many times, I could practically recite them word-for-word. One of them was the flight to rescue the 107th. Eventually, I started to get jealous of the man my dad obviously cared for more than me."
Steve opened his mouth to respond, but Tony wasn't finished yet. "He never paid attention to me. My mom tried to make up for it, and tried to get him to pay attention, but it never worked. The only time he paid attention to me was either telling the stories, or when he was drunk and thought I needed punishment." There was a dark undertone as he said the last bit and a shadow in his eyes.
Steve didn't quite know how to respond to that, especially the last part, as he understood what Tony meant. He did, however, know that he needed to say something. "It's obvious that we knew two different sides of Howard, and I know-"
"It's fine." Tony interrupted, an understanding look on his face. Steve sighed, the millionaire was putting up his mask before entering the room, a practiced nonchalant expression. "We'd better go back in before Hercules decides to try and play the projector himself."
Steve smiled and followed the other man into the theater again, feeling proud that Tony trusted him enough to open up.
Meanwhile...
"Ugh! Why must they take so long!"
"Shut up, Thor."
"Tasha-"
"Shut up, Barton."
"Oh, resorting to last names, are we Romanov?"
"Clint..."
"Can everyone stop fighting! They've been gone for less than a minute!"
"But Bruucee! It's taking too long!"
"Clint, you are a sniper/assassin. I'm pretty sure you have some semblance of patience."
"No he doesn't."
"Yes I do!"
"One word, Clint. New Orleans."
"That was two words! And uncalled for!"
"What is this New Orleans?"
"Nothing, just Mr. Patience over there got impatient and crawled through the air vents of the building to scare the target out."
"Well it worked!"
"You almost got caught!"
"Nuh-Uh!"
"Uh-Huh!"
"Shut up! Both of you! You are acting like children!"
"Bruce, now you sound like Coulson!"
"Oh yeah, especially when we were first partners!"
"Remember Timbuktu?" At this, the assassins fell into quiet laughter to the resigned amusement of the other Avengers in the room.
"Miss me?" Tony's voice echoed through the expansive room, causing sighs of relief from almost everyone.
"You were gone?" Natasha asked, fake-innocently.
"Ha ha ha, Spidey. Capsicle, turn on the video!"
"Yessir." Cap's army training was kicking in again. "I mean, sure." After a few seconds, "Ready," as the next image flickered to life.
The screen showed the inside of a plane, with Steve and Peggy looking over a map. Only the pilot's silhouette was visible.
"The Hydra camp is in Kreuzberg, tucked between these two mountain ranges. It's a factory of some kind." Peggy was saying to Steve, who had a leather jacket on over his costume, and seemed to have taken one of the girls' helmets which had a pair of goggles over them.
"We should be able to drop you right on the doorstep!"
Natasha glanced at Tony, who was resolutely not making eye contact with anybody, just staring at the screen. Clint noticed and looked at her questioningly.His dad she mouthed to her partner, who nodded understandingly.
"Just get me as close as you can! You two are gonna be in a lot of trouble when you land."
"And you won't?" Natasha asked with a raised eyebrow, causing Steve to chuckle. "What?"
"You'll see!"
"And you won't?" Peggy questioned.
"I told you! She's a Natasha from the '40's!" Tony exclaimed, although Steve noticed a bit of the dark undertone from earlier in his voice most likely caused by the presence of his father in the video.
"Where I'm going, if anyone yells at me, I can just shoot 'em." Steve responded with a grim sort of smile.
"They will undoubtedly shoot back." Peggy shot back.
"Well, let's hope it's good for something." Steve knocked on the shield next to him.
"Agent Carter? If we're not in too much of a hurry, I thought we could stop off in Lucerne for some late night fondue!" Howard called from the front.
"Like father like son." Clint muttered, taking care not to be heard by Tony. He received a sharp look from both Steve and Natasha, who obviously knew more than he did. Clint had picked up pretty quickly that Tony and his father hadn't had the best relationship, but that was the extent of his knowledge on the subject. He knew better than to ask.
After a few moments of silence, Peggy continued. "Stark is the best civilian pilot I've ever seen. He's mad enough to brave this airspace. We're lucky to have him." She seemed to be trying to convince herself as much as Steve.
"So are you two... Do you... Fondue?" Steve stuttered uncomfortably.
"JARVIS, pause it."
"Right away, sir."
Tony, along with everyone else, stared at a red-faced Steve.
"Seriously?"
"I know what fondue is now!"
"How didn't you know what fondue was?"
"I was lactose intolerant. Also, we didn't have the widest range of meals where I grew up." Steve stated before continuing to talk, "JARVIS, please play it."
"Yes sir."
Peggy stared for a moment, but soon continued. "This is your transponder. Activate it when you're ready, and the signal will lead us straight to you."
"Are you sure this thing works?" Steve sounded more than a little unsure.
"It's been tested more than you, pal." Howard's answer came back.
There were a few quiet snickers and heads were shaken at the similarities between father and son, although nobody commented.
Suddenly, there was the sound of gunfire, along with light from the dark windows and the plane shaking. Steve jumped up and moved to the door.
"Get back here! We're taking you all the way in!" Peggy shouted as he opened it.
Steve ignored her and commanded, "As soon as I'm clear, you turn this thing around and get the hell out of here!"
"You can't give me orders!" Peggy exclaimed indignantly.
"Like hell I can't! I'm a captain!" The last image on screen was Steve in mid jump.
Everyone was chuckling at his response. Tony, of course, had to say something. "How did I not know you could be funny?"
"Oh yes, because telling people about my sense of humor is the first thing I talk about." Steve stated sarcastically before looking at the remaining film canisters. "Ready for the next one?"
"Wait! I want popcorn!" Clint stated enthusiastically to much agreement.
"And Pop-Tarts!"
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-Little-miss