Tony's panic attacks

The backfire

Bruce watched Tony, he loved it when the genius was concentrating so hard on his work, that he didn't hear him come into the lab. Tony was currently working on a new toy for their eleven month old son, Bruce wasn't sure what it was yet, but it was supposed to be interesting. he smiled, watching Tony, waiting for his time to pounce. the moment he put his tools down and walked over to his blueprints, Bruce made his move. he snuck up behind Tony, reaching up and twisting his nipples as hard as he could.

"MOTHERFUCKINGAPEASS! GODDAMNWHATTHEHELL!?" Tony screamed at the top of his lungs. Bruce stepped back, bursting into laugher. Tony turned and glared at him.

"oh my god, baby I'm sorry that was great!" Bruce laughed, wiping his eye's. he was laughing himself to tears.

"that. fucking. hurt." Tony glared at him.

"you weren't complaining the other day." Bruce smirked. Tony glared, rubbing his chest.

"yeah when it hurt today, like a lot. like it still hurts." Tony hissed.

"maybe I twisted a little too hard." Bruce muttered. "sorry love." Bruce added, leaning forward to kiss him deeply. Tony pulled back after a moment.

"no you're not." Tony muttered. Bruce smirked.

"no I'm not, stop being a little bitch about it." Bruce laughed. Tony back handed his arm.

"get out. get out of my lab." Tony glared. Bruce laughed as Tony shoved him out of his lab. he passed Natasha on the way out.

"be careful Nat, I just pissed him off." Bruce chuckled.

"you should be there for what I need to say." Natasha said. Bruce paused at how serious she sounded. he turned and headed back into the lab.

"I told you to get out." Tony glared, turning around. he paused.

"Nat's got something important to say to both of us." Bruce muttered. Tony raised an eye brow at him and looked over at Natasha.

"alright." Tony said, leaning back against the desk behind him.

"what exactly did you do? you know so I could have kids." Natasha ask.

"I could go into a big scientific explanation, but I'd really rather not. that was a lot of information I had to get. what I want to know is why?" Tony ask.

"I had a pregnancy scare." Natasha said. Tony's arms, which had been cross over his chest, dropped to his sides.

"pregnancy scare?" Tony ask.

"well my body was reacting like it did after your machine, for a few days, but then it stopped." Natasha said. "took four tests they were negative." Natasha said.

"dollar store piss tests are not as accurate as a blood test." Tony replied, beckoning her over to one of his tables. "Bruce lets get some stuff over here and draw her blood." Tony said. Bruce nodded bringing over his blood drawing kit.

"you draw blood?" Natasha ask.

"when Hulks fighting to take over his blood is toxic. we do tests with it sometimes, he doesn't want to chance someone touching it. he draws it himself." Tony replied, pulling something up on his computer. "I'm gonna use your blood to do a couple tests, that have already been programmed into this computer, this was the one I did all the work with." Tony said.

"what kind of tests?" Natasha ask.

"pregnancy, fertility, ovulation, hormone, standard stuff." Tony replied.

"I don't understand why this is a bad thing." Bruce said handing the blood to Tony.

"it's not. it just shouldn't have happened. the machines job was to get her pregnant, not let her stay, well, fertile." Tony replied. "it'll be a few minutes before I get any of the results." Tony muttered.