Tony was pacing the room like a caged animal, and it was driving Steve insane. Every now and again Tony would open his mouth, Steve would stiffen, but Tony would continue to pace, and no words would leave his mouth.
Steve looked down, tears burning in his eyes.
"You're an idiot." Steve chuckled, a sad sorrowful sound.
"Punk."
"I've been told that by many." Steve murmured. He looked up and met Tony's harsh brown eyes.
"You have the right to remain silent, soldier," Tony said flippantly, a harsh undertone filtering through his tone.
"I'm Captain America, I don't have follow the fifth amendment."
"Technically, you're an American fugitive and you've lost the title of Captain America, so anything you say can and will be used against you." The joke fell flat.
Steve looked up, his eyes wide.
"Don't I have the fifth amendment right?" Steve questioned innocently, thinking of different escape routes. Ross' men had cornered him in an alley, he was shot in the hip and shoulder. They obviously didn't have orders to kill, and if Steve killed them they'd have more against him. He just had to stall, Nat and Sam would show up soon.
"This isn't going in the records, Captain. We'll report that you were acting insane, so we had to put you down before you hurt yourself or others." Ross smiled. "It's over."
Steve stiffened, they didn't want justice, they wanted—
"They wanted the serum, Tony." Tony turned to him.
"Is that supposed to be a joke? They wanted to bring you in, Steve! You broke the law! You. You defended a man who killed MY PARENTS! There are no more excuses for your actions, no dancing around what you— "
"I DID IT FOR A FRIEND! I had to protect him, he's all I had left! It wasn't him. He was tortured for seventy years, Tony!" Tears were building up. "He looked up to Howard, Tony! It's not like—"
Tony was in shock, Steve never exploded.
"We're not gonna fix this are we?" Steve looked up, his eyes bloodshot.
"I get why you're mad, I get why you hate me, I just—take a good look at your allies Tony. You don't deserve to be stabbed in the back." Tony was crying, a small tear slipping down his cheek as he looked at the mess the world was. He left.
Ring.
Ring.
Ring.
"Stark?" Ross' voice was flooded with anger. "The Accords state that you—"
"Did you, or did you not, hunt Steven Grant Rogers down for the use of the super soldier serum?"
Silence.
"DID YOU, or did you not, plan to succumb CAPTAIN Steven Grant Rogers to a non-sedated surgery to extract the super soldier serum?"
"Stark I don't—"
"I'll ask one more time, Ross," Tony's voice was deadly calm. "Did you, or did you not, hunt down Steven Grant Rogers to extract the super soldier serum from his body?"
"Yes and I swear to God I'll get it! You and Rogers are going down. Got it. Do—"
Tony hung up the phone. He turned to look at the door leading to Steve's room.
The door opened, a very pale Steve leaning against the doorway.
"I—"
"I get it, okay? I'll try to forgive you and him," Tony refused to say Barnes' name, "but you nearly killed me Steve." Steve flinched. Tony rolled his eyes and laughed. "Get back in bed, old man."
It wasn't alright, but it might be okay.
A here! Should I continue or write more, because if I do write more I may add my OC, but I can also write her out, check out my Origin Story for my OC! Pain of the Past.