I love this chapter the most so far. I hope you enjoy it. I find of smudged the line for the day but well, I think it counts and as I'm the one writing it, I have final say.

Day 6 Wearing each other's clothing

Tony walked into Sector 8 carrying his pocket armor. He had been out of the country on a business trip for Pepper and Steve had required that he take the armor, just in case. The truth was, Tony knew Steve was worried, Tony didn't have the best track record when he was on his own. Someone was always trying to kill him or kidnap him. Sometimes both.

Tony hadn't put up much of a fight when he had been told that he needed to be at the conference. Pepper had just found out she and Happy were expecting and the pregnancy wasn't going as smoothly as some would like. Tony didn't mind picking up the slack for her. After everything she had done for him, he could certainly help her out. Despite everything that had happened in their failed relationship, he still loved her. She was one of the best things that ever happened to him.

Sector 8 was a secluded little building in the S.H.I.E.L.D. compound. It was one story with two rooms and was pretty much strictly Bruce's little slice of heaven. Very few people had access to it. Tony was one of them.

"Hey, Bruciekins, whatcha up to?" Tony asked from the doorway. The room was bright and clean, white walls and chrome.

Bruce looked up from the StarkTouch in his hands and pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose. "Just examining the properties of the shield," he said, pointing the tablet in the direction of the large red white and blue shield. Tony had somehow missed it when he entered.

"Steve's shield? He actually let it out of his sight?" Steve never let anyone mess with his shield.

Bruce pointed to the corner of the small room and Tony followed the line with his eyes. Steve was sitting at a small desk in the very corning of the room with his back to them. Tony could see the sketchbook on the desk and Steve's arm moving.

"Hey, Mr. Freeze," Tony said walking over to Steve and dropping the pocket suit. Steve didn't respond and Tony noticed a small white cord trailing out of Steve's ears. Tony smiled and left him be.

Something in a vial caught his eye and he grabbed it. "Hey, what's this?" he asked turning to Bruce, shaking the vial. The glass started to heat up and Tony cursed and dropped it.

"No, don't!" Bruce yelled diving under his desk.

Tony had a split second to get under the couch that sat across from Steve before a loud explosion shook the building. Tony watched in horror as Steve turned around and the building collapsed around him.

Coughing Tony pulled himself out from under the couch and crawled over to the pile of rubble that held Steve captive. "Steve!" Tony yelled, trying to move the fallen building out of the way. Panic was coursing through him. He couldn't lose Steve, not after everything that had happened to finally get them to where they were.

"I'm here, Tony. I just can't get out."

Tony started moving more rubble at a faster rate, he didn't have the suit, it was trapped with Steve but he could do something. A rock was removed and the pile started to fall again. Bruce grabbed Tony and pulled him away from the pile.

"Stop, Tony, there is no way to know if thats structurally sound. You could collapse everything on Steve and crush him." Bruce was covered in plaster dust.

Tony turned panicked eyes on his friend. "Can't you turn into the Hulk and get him out or something?" Tony wasn't being fair, asking Bruce to turn into the other guy was a bit below the belt.

"The Hulk would bring the rest of the building down. We are just going to have to wait for help. I've already alerted S.H.I.E.L.D."

Tony wasn't very good at waiting, he didn't want to think about Steve stuck in there. It was his fault. He knew better than to touch chemicals in Bruce's lab. Jesus Christ, if someone had done that in his lab he would have flown off the handle, suited up and beat the ever living crap out of them.

Tony's eyes went wide. The suit was perfect.

"Steve!" Tony shouted moving closer to the small hole he had created. "Can you get to the Iron Man suit?"

"Tony, what?" Steve paused for a second, "Yes, I can."

"You need to put it on. You should be able to bust out with the repulsors."

"Put it on?" Steve asked, his voice was muffled and slightly confused. "I can't stand, Tony. I can barely kneel."

"Thats ok, there is a latch on the case, kick it down with your foot and pull the handle up with your arms. The suit will conform to you, in any position."

"Tony, are you sure about this?" Bruce asked watching from a safer distance.

"It will work, I promise." Tony said, though more to himself than anyone else. The suit was made to conform, it was capable of adapting to anyone, Steve would be able to wear it. The sound of clicking told Tony Steve had followed his directions.

"I don't know how to work this thing." Steve said through the rubble.

"Aim your hands at the debris, Jarvis will do the rest." Tony said. The panic was starting to subside. Steve was in the armor, he was safe. That was all that mattered.

"You may want to take cover!" Steve shouted as the sound of the repulsors warming up broke through the air.

Tony stood up, grabbed Bruce and ran to the side of the room that held Bruce's desk and slid both Bruce and himself underneath it. Before the blast, he grabbed Steve's shield and covered the small opening, blocking him and Bruce from the falling rubble. When the sounds of falling debris stopped Tony grabbed the shield and crawled out from under the desk, Bruce following behind him.

Steve stood in the middle of the room, the Iron Man suit folded around him. The helmet was retracted and Steve's normally blond hair was white with dry wall. Tony hadn't put the shield down yet.

"Jesus, Tony, you know better than to touch random vials." Bruce said looking around at the mess that used to be his lab.

"I'll pay for the damages." Tony said, he wasn't really listening to Bruce. He was too busy looking at Steve wearing his suit. "You look good in my suit," He said moving forward.

Steve looked down and smirked, "Red and gold aren't really my colors. Maybe if it were Rhodey's suit. Like my shield, do you?" Steve said pointing to the large piece of Vibrainium in Tony's hand. He had forgotten he was still holding it.

"Well, I do make it look good." Tony said.

Steve shook his head and opened his mouth to reply, but closed it before anything came out.

"What in the actual fuck happened here?" Fury's angry voice rang through the destroyed room. "Stark! I should have known. What did you do?"

"Why do you assume it was me?" Tony said indignantly, Fury may have been right, but that didn't mean Tony wasn't offended.

"Its always you." Fury said, his one eye moved around the room surveying the damage. "You're paying for the repairs Stark." Fury walked out in a swish of black leather and all three men shrugged.

"I'm home!" Tony said with a smile. He released the shield and moved closer to his boyfriend.

Steve Rolled his eyes and pushed a button on the inside collar of the suit. "So I noticed." Steve said as the suit retracted and he was left in his dusty clothing. A few small cuts littered his face.

"Sorry about blowing you up." Tony said wrapping his arms around Steve and pulling him down into a kiss.

Steve smiled into the kiss. "It's never dull when you're around. That's for sure."

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