Tony's panic attacks

Emergency

Spike came running out of the elevator.

"daddy!!!" Spike shouted. Bruce looked up from the movie he and the others, minus Tony, were watching.

"yes?" Bruce ask.

"emergency!" Spike shouted running over.

"is it a real emergency or a pretend one like your toy cat stuck in your toy tree." Bruce ask.

"real daddy! real! mommy says 9-1-1! emergency!" Spike said. Bruce jumped up quickly.

"take me to mommy now." Bruce said. Spike grabbed Bruce's hand and pulled him towards the elevator. "everyone stand by in case it's bad and I need help!" Bruce shouted as the doors closed. Spike took Bruce to his and Tony's bedroom. Tony was leaned against one of the corners in the room, curled in a ball slightly, clutching his belly with a pained expression.

"mommy I got daddy!" Spike shouted.

"g-good boy." Tony managed. Bruce ran over and knelt beside Tony.

"Tony? are you okay what's wrong? what's happening?" Bruce ask gently. Tony reached out and latched onto Bruce hand with his own, squeezing it with all his might. "Tony?" Bruce ask.

"Brax-Braxton Hi-H-Hicks." Tony managed after a moment, breathing deeply. his grip relaxed for a minute and he looked at Bruce. "you were neve-never here.... wh-when I-I had t-them wit-with S-Spike." Tony whimpered.

"Bruce? is he alright?" Phil's voice filtered in through the intercoms.

"he's having Braxton Hicks. he must've scared Spike. he's okay. I'm sending Spike down. just watch the movie with him." Bruce replied.

"okay." Phil said.

"I don't want to go." Spike whimpered.

"go okay? I'm helping mommy. he'll be okay." Bruce assured him. Spike whined softly, looking at Tony. Tony gave him a small smile.

"it's okay baby. go watch the movie. da-daddy's gonna help me." Tony said. Spike nodded and headed down stairs. Tony held tightly to Bruce's hand letting out a loud pained noised, his mouth agape in pain as he held tightly to Bruce.

"Jarvis call Phil tell him to bring up a cup of herbal tea and bottle of water." Bruce said.

"right away Dr. Banner." Jarvis replied.

"okay baby. lets get you up and get you to the bathroom." Bruce said. Tony nodded slightly, letting Bruce pull him to his feet no matter how bad it hurt. Tony's legs gave out when he stood fully.

"I can't Bruce." Tony whimpered. Bruce scooped him up gently and carried him to the bathroom. "wh-what are you doing ?" Tony ask, tightening his hold on Bruce.

"getting you in a warm bath." Bruce replied. he sat Tony on the bathroom floor gently, turning on the water. Phil came in quickly.

"I got the tea and the water." Phil said.

"give him the water, he could be dehydrated. the tea needs to cool." Bruce said. Phil nodded opening the bottle of water and handing it t o him.

"not de-HYDRAT-ed." Tony replied, his voice cracking as it raised an octave.

"why is he stressing hydrate?" Phil ask curiously.

"he's not, well not purposefully. he's stressing the words he says when it hurts." Bruce replied. "drink the water Tony. it could make it stop." Bruce replied. Tony held a shaky hand out for the bottle of water and Phil gave it to him. he squeezed the bottle, involuntarily, covering himself in water.