"…I thought the man was going to kill me right there." Tony was telling the story of his court appearance. "Those were good times."

"Then later on, Steve and I found out that the same guy was part of Hydra." Nat raised her beer and drank it.

"So chances are he would have." Tony laughed. "Well I'm glad-"

"Sir."

"What is it Friday? You're killing the mood."

"Captain Rogers is suffering an asthma attack. He is in his quarters, Agent Barton went to get his rescue inhaler."

"An asthma attack?" Rhodey stood up, as did Natasha.

"Why the hell would he have an asthma attack?" Nat walked quickly to the elevator. Tony followed behind. When they pressed the button, the elevator stopped. Inside, Clint was holding the inhaler and frantically trying to get the elevator to close.

"Clint what happened?"

"I don't even know! I was asking about one of the old SHIELD files, and he just started coughing then wheezing. Damn elevator, go faster."

The elevator opened, and Clint ran to Steve, who had calmed the wheezing a little but grabbed the inhaler at first sight.

"Steve? Are you okay? Baby!" Tony ran up to the bed and hugged Steve. He sat down next to Steve on the bed and pulled Steve's head into his lap and played with his hair. "It's okay baby. It'll wear off soon. Just relax."

"It'll wear off?" Clint questioned. "What does that mean?"

"I don't know!" Snapped Tony. "I'm just trying to help my boyfriend that just had an asthma attack to for the first time in I don't know how long!"

"Come on Clint, let's give them some space." Nat pulled him into the hallway. "What's wrong?"

"I- I don't even- I need to go, just promise that you'll come and check on Steve tomorrow. Promise."

"Yeah. Yeah I promise." With that, Clint walked to the elevator and left.

"Hey Nat!" Tony yelled from the room.

"Uh, yeah? What?" Natasha walked in, put off by the Captains full appearance.

"Steve and I are going to go to bed. You guys are welcome to stay and if not tell everyone to take the pizza with them."

"Oh uh okay." Nat walked to Steve and pet his hair. "Hey feel better. We got a lot of work and stuff to catch up on so text me when your better."

Steve whined quietly when Natasha pulled her hand away and walked out, closing the door behind her.

"Friday, put this room in lockdown mode."

"Yes sir."

"Now what the hell did Clint say to you?"