Tony was aware of someone watching him. No. Rephrase that. He knew who was watching him, as he slurped his spaghetti and made polite conversation with Natasha over how she should dip dye her hair blue. Which she wasn't agreeing to. But it was still unnerving. He was trying to eat after all, not have eyes looking into him and watching his every move. Natasha obviously noticed it too because she glanced quickly down the table and back at Tony, who shrugged. Not knowing himself why he was suddenly all this guy was looking at. Afterwards, as Pepper and Bruce hurried around washing up the dishes (Thor had broken the dishwasher), Tony pulled him aside

"What?" He asked quietly, making sure he and Steve were the only ones to hear.

"What?" Steve copied, though in a different tone.

"Don't lie. I know you were watching me all through dinner. Contrary to public and Tumblr belief, I don't ship Stony, I ship Pepperony. So, thanks and all, but no." Steve was confused. Tony had mentioned several things he'd never heard of in his life, and so he put it down to modern language being complicated.

"What? What's Tumblr?" Steve quizzed, raising both eyebrows and staring at Tony.

"Forget it. You're mind is too innocent." Tony said, shaking his head "but still, don't ever do that straight stare ever again. Freaking creepy." He finished before walking off, and jumping over the sofa to meet Clint who was in deep discussion with Thor about bungie jumping off Stark Tower.

Steve watched from a distance as the brunette agreed eagerly, bouncing up and down with excitement.

They were nothing like each other. Steve had blonde hair, Tony had brown. Steve had blue eyes, Tony had brown. They were, unquestionably, completely different. Steve struggling to even imagine them sharing DNA. They were too entirely different people. They didn't even have the same nose. Tony looked more like Howard. Tony was the spitting image of Howard, only there was something about him that just made him seem a lot... cooler. Even with the serum all that Steve thought came off himself was just dork.

There was no way they were connected. No way. But, even if he stood absolutely certain that they weren't in some way joined, he had to interfere with Tony's, Thor's and Clint's plans of bungie jumping off the tower before they ended up squished into the New York street.

But he was wary. Wary of the fact that Shield new somehow about Tony having part of him in him, and he knew Shield. They were secretive. They said one thing and then contradicted themselves. Shield wouldn't even have stepped foot into this area had it not been for the slight idea of the serum being connected- possibly.

So he promised himself he'd look after Tony, watch him whenever any sneaky Shield operatives were around. After all, why hadn't they already told him?

"This is boring. I want to watch Airplane."

"When have you ever watched Airplane?!" Tony bit his lip, searching for the right answer.

"Urm, you were watching it once? And, urm, it was funny?" He guessed, still chewing his lip as he looked at the floor.

"It's a 15. You're 6" Howard sighed, knowing full well the kid had watched it when he was away on one of his many business trips.

"I just saw the bit with the heart... The one bouncing around on the table... Do hearts actually do that?" Tony asked excitedly. Howard shook his head. He checked his watch and made up a time, mainly adding half an hour into the actually time.

"It's 9pm. Don't you think you should be getting to bed?" He asked, putting his hands on his hips. Tony frowned.

"I guess." He said sulkily before skulking off to his room. Howard welcomed the peace as the boy traipsed away, before he turned and called.

"Dad, can you tell me a Captain America story?" Tony asked eagerly. Howard smiled a genuine smile.

"Of course." He beamed and the boys face split in two. Howard chuckled to himself. He may not be showing any of the signs of having the Captains DNA, but at least he looked up to the man.

He paused for a moment. Unless. Unless...

He swiped the card across the door panel. It was a good job Stark trusted him, otherwise he'd never of been able to step foot in the tower as it was anyway. The clock was ticking, just past ten past three in the morning, and he was positive everyone would be asleep.

He walked quietly and quickly into the small corridor type room that led off to more rooms. One of which he knew must be Starks bedroom. He found it and pushed the door open. Creeping silently around the bed, he carefully clicked open the suitcase. Tony grunted in his sleep and rolled over, arm stretched over Pepper.

He pulled out a syringe with a blue substance in it, and pushed it gently into Tony's neck. He had to be careful the guy wouldn't wake up, but he just continued snoring until Coulson had successfully taken out the needle.

Time would tell if it had actually worked. Time would tell.

Really short I know. I solemnly swear more will happen. I promise. Iron Man 3 came in the post today so guess what I just watched? Next chapter either tomorrow or the day after, depending on how busy I am.