he'd only been gone four weeks, that was it. four of the six. he called his boyfriend every night. generally the others joined in, so he started calling the living room. they'd been introduced to Tony's number one fan two weeks into Tony's trip, while Tony was calling them. after a few days, Tony'd gotten a restraining order. the fan was more of a stalker and he got a little too rough when Tony'd asked him to leave. the guy hadn't taken too well to that. he'd walked straight through the restraining order and Tony's bodyguards, and put him in intensive care. immediately, Bruce and the others had been on a midnight red eye and flown to him. they slowly walked into the room. his arc was cracked, he covered in bandages and tubes. he had stitches everywhere, along with bruises. his skull was cracked, his arc damaged, his left eye socket was broken, his nose was broken, he had two black eye's, his mouth was wired shut because his jaw was cracked, his left arm was in a sling, his right arm was broken, three fingers on one hand were broken, his right knee cap was cracked, his entire left leg was in a brace, there were stitches across of one of his cheeks, slash marks on his neck covered with bandages and a neck brace, there were tubes in his nose and mouth. Tony was beyond broken, he was beyond damaged.
"he really did a number on him didn't he?" Clint muttered. Bruce walked over quickly and took Tony's hand gently, careful not to hurt any of his broken fingers.
"oh god Tony." Bruce muttered. Tony opened his good eye slowly, everything was blurry. he looked confused. "don't, don't try to talk, okay? they wired your jaw shut." Bruce said. all Tony could do was look at him.
"big man in a suit of armor." Steve muttered.
"should've left the armor on." Phil replied. Bruce snapped his fingers and Phil brought a case over to him. Bruce sat it on the bed, laying it down.
"I brought you a new arc, okay?" Bruce ask. Tony tapped his fingers against the case and Bruce nodded. "yeah. I'm gonna replace it now." Bruce said. Tony closed his eye, whimpering as Bruce changed out the arc with a good one.
"how the hell did he do this?" Steve ask. Tony looked at him with blank expression. Phil offered him his cell phone, which Tony took to type out a message. it was slow since he only had one hand and could only type with his thumb. he put the phone down and Bruce grabbed it.
"I was asleep. they said he took a sludge hammer to me while I was out, but I remember him throwing me around with the suit." Bruce read.
"with a hammer?" Phil ask shocked.
"thats what it says." Bruce replied, giving the phone back to Tony.
"what was his name?" Natasha ask. there was a sudden flash and Thor was standing beside her.
"what happened man of iron?" Thor ask worriedly.
"someone beat the shit out of him." Bruce replied.
"I see that." Thor replied.
"what happened to the suit?" Clint ask. Tony looked up at him then back down to the phone. he typed his message slowly and set it down for Bruce.
"Jarvis deactivated it when he called for an ambulance." Bruce read. "we'll need to pick that up." Bruce added. "Phil can you-" Bruce started. Tony made an 'uh-uh' noise. "what you don't trust SHIELD with your suit?" Bruce ask. Tony tried to talk, he couldn't.
"easy Tony. use the cell phone." Steve reminded him. Bruce picked it up when he was done typing.
"it would be safer for Clint and Natasha, they're assassin's and if the creep is still there, they'd be able to handle it." Bruce read.
"he's right." Clint agreed.
"I have an idea, man of iron." Thor said. Tony looked at him the best he could. "would you be willing to let Loki try and fix your broken bones?" Thor ask. Tony made a sound that sounded a lot like 'no'.
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Tony's panic attacks
Fanfictiona series of Tony's panic attacks. these have nothing to do with one another. these are just random one shots, sorry, it was on here and when Wattpad freaked out it must've deleted my description. Bruce x Tony.