First a short note: This may contain some adult scenes and mature language. There will also be some throwing up scenes, so if you are sensitive to that be careful, please (also, you can start guessing why would somebody threw up ;)). I do not own any character and pictures.
Author's note: First of all, I would want to apologise to you for a lot of things:
1. I reread my fanfiction and realised is kind of lame and seems like a sickfics most of the time. Sorry.
3. I can't write smut. So, yeah, sorry about that too.
4. Grammar. Just grammar.
Second of all, I want to thank everybody who is reading this. Thank you so much for support and you are welcome to write suggestions to help me improve my writing.
That's all for now, let's go to the story.
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Tony's point of view
It was early in the morning when my phone rang. It was a message from Fury and I really wanted to ignore it, but then Fury would give me hell. I read it. It was just a coordinates for meeting, which was so Fury-like, with no further informations or anything. I sighed, went to take my suit and left, not even bothering to take a shover. They have already seen me covered in oil and blood anyway, so where's the point?
I kind of regreted this choice when I arrived. It seemed like everyone was suited up, Natasha was wearing make-up, and Rhodey even polished his suit. I, dressed in my Iron man suit with a oil-covered T-shirt and old jeans underneath, looked so out of place and also so different from billionaire Tony Stark they knew. The truth is, I wasn't at my best at the moment. With the memories of New York still haunting my dreams, the team scattered a who knows where, and with Pepper who said we have to take a break for a while, I spend most of the time alone in my lab, making new suits and random updates. I couldn't even remember when I slept in my bed or ate a real meal. I had a felling that I was running on cheese burgers and caffeine most of the time. Oh, and alcohol. Don't forget my dear scotch.
We hugged each other and exchanged some words, Natasha and Rodey also sent some worried looks my way. After that Fury started with meeting.
˝As you may know, after the battle of New York, some people stole parts of the ships and they are using them to make weapons and other tools. This means a big threat to all of humanity and as we have experinced˝ - he sent a look in my way - ˝messing around with alien tehnology can ends pretty bad. So, we need to find them before they make a mess we won't be able to deal with. I already have a track on Thor and Banner, they should be here any time soon and I also called back the other part of the team.˝
˝You called Team Cap??!˝ I asked before I could stop myself. ˝After all they have done? We can deal with those jerks alone, he and his racoon-face friend will only mess everthing up!˝
My team was shooting me looks. ˝Hey, Tony, chill out. Look, I'm sure you can handle this alone if you want, but why waste so much energy when we have a lot more people to help? Plus, I'm sure that now when everthing is sorted out, you and Steve will be okay again˝. Rhodey stated.
Nat and Vision nodded in agrement. ˝I agree complety, sir, but won't goverment had problems with Captain Rogers and others back in bussines?˝ Vision asked politely.
Nick Fury grined - which was a bit terrifying to see - and answered: ˝Well, I talked to them and this mission is aproved by them. But if they try to stop us later on they can kiss my ass. We don't need to be babysitted˝.
I rolled my eyes, while Nat chuckled. Then the doors opened.
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