"What's going on Tony?" Bruce was worried. He'd expected Tony to be a little a little upset, seeing as what happened the day before. However, he didn't know that Tony would be as bad as he was. It had been a while since Tony needed to stay home, especially with Bruce with him. His nightmares had probably had increased for a while. Not to mention that he'd been dating Clint for the same amount as Justin before everything started to go wrong. The concern was valid, regardless of whether or not Bruce thought that Clint would change. When Tony didn't answer, he changed the question, "How long have you been thinking about all this?"

"A while." Tony's mumbled, refusing to make eye contact.

"Yeah?... You know, Natasha would kill Clint before she let that happen." It was pointless to tell Tony that he couldn't see Clint changing like Justin did. Neither of them had seen it coming. Well, that's not completely true. Bruce had his doubts, as did Rhodey. Natasha was the only one dead set against him. But neither of the boys had anything tangible to use as proof that Tony should break up with him and Natasha was so happy to see Tony happy, that even she was reluctant to interfere. Then Justin started getting rough with Tony. Bruce noticed it right away and tried to convince Tony that what was going on was wrong, but his childhood had him convinced otherwise. When they finally broke up, Bruce swore to himself that he'd be more proactive in the future. That explained why it seemed like he didn't like Clint all the time. Of course, he liked the guy, but he could become easily disgruntled when it seemed like Tony was or had the potential to be harmed or unhappy in any way.

"B-but what if she doesn't see it coming?" He insisted.

"Come on. You know she would. And don't ask about whether or not she would believe it either. You know she would. She always trusts her instincts." Tony's relationship with Natasha versus Clints was complicated. Natasha had known Tony longer, so they were very close, but she had also become close to Clint during ROTC. They were often paired together when an assignment required it and they bonded. However, if it came down to it, her allegiance fell with Tony.

"I wouldn't want her to have to choose." When Tony said this, Bruce gently, yet firmly grabbed hold of Tony's shoulder and forced him to look at him,

"Tony. If he started treating you like Justin did, it. Wouldn't. Be. A choice."

Tony allowed Bruce pull him into a hug. After a while, he muttered, "I think you're right. The experiments may be why I have a bad heart... among other things."

"Yeah?"

"I don't know how or why yet. But maybe. Maybe we could discuss it and theorize?"

"Not today. Today we will binge watch Star Trek."

"Which one?"

"I was thinking we'd watch everything chronologically from The Original Series."

"Ugh. Even Insurrection and Voyager?"

"You know how this works. Even those two. Even the animated series; everything means everything."

"Fine. Tell Nat to bring the good popcorn." Bruce wasn't sure what to do at that point. If he asked Natasha to come without Clint, he'd become suspicious. However, if he couldn't deny Tony his request. So he obliged and texted their friend.

*What are you doing?*- Bruce

*Right now I'm in the bathroom. Why?*- Natasha

*Can you get some popcorn and come over?*- Bruce

*We're watching Star Trek.*

*And Clint?*- Natasha

*Just you.*- Bruce

*I'll be over soon.*- Natasha

"She's coming," Bruce told him, checking his phone as he received another text:

*Did he ever tell you what was wrong?*- Natasha

*Yes.*- Bruce

*It's bad Nat. You'll see when you come.*

"You started without me?" Natasha teased flatly, as she walked into their apartment, carrying a bag with a large tin of popcorn and insomnia cookies inside.

"You took too long," Tony told her. He was currently curled up in a small ball, leaning most of his weight into Bruce. They were about halfway through episode 1 of the first season.

"So should I be jealous of this?" She gestured to their current position. Bruce smiled and Tony shifted a bit so that his arm was freer and reached out to beckon her in a grabbing motion. After three episodes of them watching peacefully, eating their snacks, Natasha paused the TV, "We don't have to talk about it. But I would like to know what's wrong."

"Everything," Tony mumbled. Then after a moment, he clarified, "I've been having nightmares... Worse ones than usual. And Jarvis died. They told me last night, but it happened a while ago... Apparently I wasn't allowed at the funeral, so I was told afterward." Bruce quietly sighed "geez", but the full attention of Natasha was on Toy and vise versa.

"Tony?" The boy in question looked up nd made eye contact with her and sighed. He couldn't get anything past her.

"Clint," he whispered, " I-I'm worried about Clint... I'm afraid." He admitted it like it was a dirty secret, but Natasha understood almost immediately and rubbed his arm.

"We'll figure this out, okay? I won't let him hurt you if he tries." While to some it may sound like she didn't do enough to reassure him, this is what Tony loved about Natasha. She only said what she knew and or could promise. She never made up false statements just for the sake of comforting him. As they continued on their binge, Tony slowly dozed off between two of his closest friends that he had.