"Sir." Tony is currently in his office at Stark Industries. He has come in to wrap up loose ends for the presentation that night. Banner will be meeting him here soon then they'll be leaving for Texas.

"Yes, Jarvis."

"It appears someone has gained access to the Polarinite files. Should I lock them out."

"Do you know who it is?"

"They're in the Budapest area, but I believe they're a part of SHIELD. I'd guess Natasha Romanoff."

"Lock her out, then implicate security measure Harold, after printing off the documents."

"Should I print them to your home printer."

"Yes."

"Sir, Dr. Banner is outside the office."

"I'll go greet him, good night Jarvis."

"Goodnight, Sir."

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"I've been locked out."

"Here let me… Shit."

"What?"

"The files, they're gone."

"Jarvis?"

"Must have been."

"Damn it."

"Fury is going to be pissed, if Stark knows where onto him, who knows what he'll do."

"Call him."

"Already on it."

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"So this is what if feels like to be Tony Stark."

"Glamorous, isn't it." Tony says motioning for the bartender to refill his scotch.

"If the reporters, loud music and drunk men went away, it wouldn't be half bad. After all there is an open bar."

"A perk to having so much money you could pay for your own drinks. Since when do you drink?"

"I don't usually, but I thought tonight was a special enough occasion."

Tony can't help but snort, he quickly downs his drink. "Yeah, getting drunk with your best friend out in public I guess fits the bill of special occasion. Now if you excuse me, I'm going to go and dance with that half naked woman whose been giving me the eyes all night. I'll see you later."

"What about the presentations?"

"What presentations."

"The whole reason we're here."

"Oh, yeah. I lied, there are no presentations. This is a benefit ball, I just figured you wouldn't come if I told you the truth."

"Tony…" Banner starts to say but Tony has already walked away. He just shakes his head, watching the other man as he begins dancing with his target.

"You know, Dr. Banner, an invitation to Tony Stark's annual cancer research benefit ball is hard to come by, you should be honored." Banner slowly turns to see the director of Shield sitting on the bar stool beside him.

"How'd you get one then?"

"Tony forgot to take me off the guest list."

"Why are you here?"

"I need you to do something."

"I got that much." Banner takes another sip of his beer.

"Find out about Budapest."

"Budapest? What about it."

"That's what I want to know, Tony has some connection to it and I want to know what it is. Find out anything you can. Any transactions he's made with any companies there, phone calls, ex-girlfriends, I want to know why it's important to him."

"What if I refuse?"

"You do realize the only reason the bounty on your head went away was because of SHIELD, right? You refuse, it's back."

"Tony will shelter me."

"Tony's a drunk with self destructive tendencies and almost no trust in humanity. What you say may be true, but from what I've gathered the past week or so Tony's shutting everyone out, it's only a matter of time before he includes you in that list."

"How am I supposed to do anything? Jarvis guards everything, Tony will know it's me."

"That's something you'll have to figure out Dr. Banner." Fury tips back the remainder of his drink and walks toward the door, leaving Bruce to finish off his own drink. Once the last drop is gone he searches the room, Tony is still caught up with whatever girl is in his arms. He catches the man's eyes over the girl's shoulder and points to the door. Tony nods, so Bruce leaves. It'll be best to betray his friend's trust if Tony's not in the house to catch him in the act.

"Jarvis, may I access the old mansion?"

"Of course, Dr. Banner."

"Thank you." Banner takes a deep breath before stepping through the parted waterfall. It's another deep breath and shaky step forward before he gathers the courage to walk down the hallway. Jarvis isn't installed in this part of the house, while he'll know that he'd accessed this part of the house, the AI would have no way of knowing which areas Banner accesses. "Pull it together." Bruce coaches himself as he stands in front of the first door. "Come on, come on, don't be locked." The doorknob turns easily. Bruce slowly eases the door open. His hand finds a light switch to the right of the door. He snaps it on, and gasps. The room is plastered with photographs, every square inch filled with artifacts. Upon closer inspection he realizes that all the photos involve Tony, the artifacts must have all at once point belonged to a much younger Tony. It's like a shrine. Either Tony is more narcissistic then anyone believed or this room was set up by one of his parents. Bruce's money was on the latter. Feeling like more of an intruder then ever before, Bruce quickly snaps off the light and shuts the door. He tries the next door, remembering his door, he believes it was Tony's as a child. Prepared for anything, Bruce slowly opens the door, his hand flicking the light switch as he steps inside.

Nothing could have prepared him for the sight before him. It was a well known fact that Tony disliked Steve, but this room was covered in Captain America memorabilia. It was actually much like Bruce imagined Agent Coulson's ideal room would look like. Hundreds of actions figures, posters, banners, and other decorations littered the room. But before he could get a closer look he heard the clearing of a throat behind him. Slowly, a dread filling his stomach, Bruce turns around, his eyes landing on the last person he wished to see at the moment.

"I told you not to go anywhere but that lab." Tony's voice is a whisper. For once there is no mask hiding his feelings, true betrayal and hurt is displayed across it for all to see. "I trusted that you wouldn't."

"Tony, I can…"

"I really truly thought you were different from the rest of them. I wanted to believe it so bad." A humorous chuckle fills the room. Bruce shivers at the sound. This time when Tony looks at him, hatred is clearly displayed in his eyes. "Get out of my house."

"Tony…"

"I said get out." Tony repeats himself slightly louder.

"T…"

"Get the fuck out, you asshole." Tony screams, his voice breaking. "Get out and never come back."

"To…"

Tony walks forward and pushes him. "Get out now."

Bruce takes deep breaths to contain the big guy, but finally he does as Tony says. He walks quickly, stopping only to gather his still packed bag from the guest room. He hears Tony follow him, he knows the other man is making sure he leaves the property. As he climbs into the car that Happy has already pulled around, he glances back on last time at his friend. Tony looks so broken it kills him, but before he can say anything. Happy closes the door of the car and Tony goes back inside, closing the door firmly behind him.