Tony's panic attacks

Worried

the explosion had rocked the tower. it was like none any of them had ever heard before. four floors were completely destroyed. Bruce's heart stopped, Tony and Spike were on one of those floors.

"TONY! SPIKE!" Bruce screamed running up the stairs. the others followed quickly, ready to help in any way they can. Bruce can't think straight, staring at the rubble left from three labs and his and Tony's room. immediately he started throwing aside chunks of wall and floor. everything he could get his hands on. he threw it aside, more worried about his family then anything else.

"split up and find them." Steve ordered. everyone split up. each taking part of the room. they had to be here. there was nothing left of the four floors that had exploded. right now they were standing in Steve and Phils room searching. there was lab equipment everywhere, not to mention Spikes toys and parts of his and Tony's bathroom.

"Tony!" Bruce shouted. "Tony answer me!" Bruce shouted.

"stop! stop! quiet everyone listen!" Clint shouted. he'd always had better hearing then the rest of the team. they could hear a faint crying coming from the bathroom.

"Spike!" Bruce shouted.

"it's coming from over there." Clint pointed. instantly they were all running towards the crying. there was a tub laying over the area where they crying was coming from, but Steve and Thor tossed it aside with ease. once it was off they got to work throwing debris off, not caring if it hit another team mate, because Spike could be hurt. the quickly dug out the area. Tony was curled up, blood staining the floor and rubble around him, on his side in a tight ball, protectively. Bruce holds his breath rolling Tony over gently. he's not conscious and there's a chunk missing from his forehead. Spike is crying, protected by the armored tula and Tony. Bruce pulls him out quickly and holds him tightly.

"there's not a scratch on him." Phil muttered. Bruce shook his head, holding Spike tightly.

"call an ambulance." Bruce said, passing Spike off to Natasha, who moved him out of the rubble quickly. Phil pulled out his phone while Bruce felt Tony's neck for a pulse.

"anything?" Steve ask worriedly.

"if he's got one I can't feel it." Bruce replied.

"his chest is rising." Clint said. "I can hear his wheezing too." Clint added. Bruce nodded.

"ambulance is on it's way." Phil said.

"good see if you can find something to lay him on, we need to get him downstairs." Bruce said.

"oh, part of the crib railing is over here, we can lay him on that." Steve said. Bruce nodded and they laid it out carefully.

"alright, I'll get his head. Thor and Phil get his back and arms. Steve you and Cling get his legs. let's get him on here slowly and carefully. he's unconscious but he can still feel pain." Bruce ordered. they nodded slowly lifting Tony together. they laid him on the crib rail, Bruce tying him down gently, so he wouldn't slid. "okay lets get him down stairs. carefully. don't jostle him too much." Bruce reminded them. together the five men slowly moved Tony down stairs. gently so they wouldn't hurt him or anything. when the ambulance arrived and took Tony, Bruce grabbed Spike and held him tightly.

*hospital*

Tony had woken up after laying in the hospital for a few hours. Bruce hadn't been there he'd been with Spike, the doctors had put Tony to sleep. but Bruce was here now and he didn't like watching Tony lay there in the hospital bed, almost lifeless. he looked almost dead. his entire head was wrapped, his neck was in a brace, one of his legs was broken, his hand was broken, so many other bones were broken or shattered. Bruce looked over the man, so much was broken on him.