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Chapter Six: Restlessness

 Tony felt the realif pass through his body once he didn't see any hint of fear in Hope's eyes.

"Good. I'm so sorry, kid." He said again.

"See, Hope? He's not that bad, huh?" Nat said, smiling down at Hope. The girl looked up and Nat, then at Tony.

"No... Not even close." She thought.

"You had to see her dance, Tony. She's good." Nat said.

Just at that moment, Tony's brain processed that he had seen a glance of them both dancing, and Tony raised a questioning eyebrow. "I really want to see that."

"What do you say, Hope? Are you knee hurting?" Nat asked.

Hope looked down at her leg and moved a little. It wasn't so bad. She shook her head and Nat smilied.

"Right, then" Nat was already moving to the center of the room when Bruce appeared at the door.

"Hey, Tony, can I speak to you for a moment?"

Tony looked at the girl and then back at Bruce. "Well, I guess I'll have to see your guys showing off another time, honeybear needs me right now."

Nat rolled her eyes, as Hope gave them a puzzled look. "Come on, Hope, one more."

Tony and Bruce walked out the door and headed towards his lab, that's when Bruce stopped and looked seriously at Tony.

"What is it? What's wrong?" Tony asked in a rush in the moment he saw the man's expression, feeling his heart anxiously race.

"I was looking over at Hope's test results that I took while she was unconscious." Bruce explained.

"What about it? There's something wrong with her?" Tony felt the anxiety crawl through his body at each minute. "What's wrong with her?"

"I think that the sooner I can take a look at her, the better." Bruce said. "She had shown severe signs of dehydration, malnutrition, and some pretty ugly wounds that were still in recovery. I want to make sure it's nothing too serious."

"Fuck," Tony swored. "But can you do this tomorrow? I haven't spoken to her about it. Don't you think it's going to freak her out even more?"

"As I said, the sooner the better. FRIDAY can help me out most of the way, but the fever she was having when she got here, had me worried." Then, something seemed to click in the scinests mind. "By the way, what was she doing?"

"Nat seemed to be teaching her ballet." He replied, not following why Bruce's eyes went wide.

"Tony, she had a concussion! She can't be moving around like that, also, her knee!"

"Fuck, I didn't even thought about that when I thought she had run away again." He mumbled.

"Wait, what?"

"Long story, Bruce Bear. Come on."

When they got back to the girl, the first thing Tony saw they had stopped dancing. Nat was looking at Hope closely with a worried expression. Tony's heart raced against his chest.

"Are you feeling better?" She asked worriedly.

"What happened?" Tony asked, trying not to show so much concern. "Hope, are you feeling okay?"

She had her eyes closed tightly, her face pale as a ghost, clearly not well, but even so she nodded.

"Hey, can you look at me?" Tony supported his hands on his knees and leaned over to look at her. "Hope?" She tried to open her eyes, but as soon as she did, she closed again shaking her head. "Bruce?"