Tony's panic attacks

Sick baby

Bruce laid in bed snoring softly. Tony had been up for hours, working in the lab, Maria strapped to his chest like he used to do with Spike. Maria was not a happy baby today and he didn't want her waking Bruce or Spike so he'd taken her with him.

"daddy!" Spike shouting jumping on Bruce. Bruce groaned softly, opening his eye's.

"Spike? why?" Bruce ask rubbing his stomach where Spike had jumped on him.

"Maria isn't in her bed." Spike said quietly. Bruce looked over at Tony's side of the bed.

"mommy isn't here either. he's probably got her." Bruce said.

"are you sure mommy has her?" Spike ask. Bruce got up and grabbed Spike.

"come on lets go see." Bruce said. he carried Spike to the lab. they could hear Maria crying from the elevator.

"she's broken." Spike said, covering his ears. Bruce chuckled softly.

"she's not broken." Bruce replied. he walked out and looked at Tony. he had one hand on the back of Maria's head while he bounced her in the tula gently. he had some papers in his other hand, swaying slightly as he bounced. "Tony? why is she crying like that?" Bruce ask walking over.

"she's not feeling very well today." Tony replied. "she's got a fever." Tony added.

"so you brought her to the lab?" Bruce ask.

"you both looked so peaceful. I didn't want her to wake you." Tony replied.

"Jarvis, try a lullaby." Bruce said. a soft tune started playing in the lab and Maria quieted a little.

"Bruce take Spike and get him some breakfast. he really shouldn't be here for this." Tony said. Bruce nodded slightly.

"okay come on buddy." Bruce said. he carried Spike up to the main floor and stepped out. "I'm gonna leave you up here with Uncle Clint okay?" Bruce ask.

"but why?" Spike ask.

"because your mommy needs my help." Bruce replied. he gave Spike to Clint. "take care of him for a little bit please. Maria is not feeling so well this morning." Bruce said. Clint shrugged and nodded.

"cool. come on. I'll make you some pancakes." Clint said getting up.

"like Mickey?" Spike ask excitedly.

"sure." Clint shrugged, picking him up.

"Dr. Banner, Sir is requesting you bring up some sprite." Jarvis said.

"Maria is too young for sprite." Bruce said.

"I'm afraid it's not for young Maria." Jarvis replied. Bruce sighed.

"thats great." Bruce muttered. he grabbed a two liter from the fridge and headed back to Tony. he grimaced hearing an awful retching sound he knew a little too well. "Tony?" Bruce ask. he headed for the bathroom but got distracted hearing Maria cry. Bruce sighed and went over to her, scooping her up gently. Tony stumbled out of the bathroom a few minutes later, having taken the time to clean out his mouth. he snatched the sprite from Bruce's hand and opened it, drinking from it slowly. "Tony? you okay?" Bruce ask.

"I'm fine." Tony muttered quietly. he rubbed his forehead and turned back to his work.

"you sure you're okay?" Bruce ask. Tony nodded slightly, but Bruce noticed he was sweating.

"don't worry about me, worry about Maria, I can take care of myself." Tony muttered, slumping onto his stool. Bruce frowned and looked at Maria. she didn't appear sick. she didn't have any signs of being sick, but that had been some god awful screaming earlier.