little Tones

Takes a Turn

7:55am

  Steve sits on the couch with Nat and Clint, watching the news. Of course the media still hasn't gotten over little Tony. Steve mentally slaps himself Everytime he remembers it.

  "Capin?" They all turn their heads, to see little Tony, standing awake and holding his rabbit. "Good moning." He greets, tiredly. "Hey." Steve reaches over for the remote, and quickly turns off the TV before Tony can see or hear anything. "Good morning, little Tones." Nat greets with a warm smile as Clint smiles, and puts a hand behind Nat's head, (As she looks at Tony) and makes bunny ears, silently laughing.

  Tony giggles at the sight, causing Nat to whip her head to Clint, and rolls her eyes when she knows what he was doing. Clint quickly pulls his arm away and fanes innocence. "What?" He shrugs, putting his hands in the air, in the 'I don't know' gesture. Tony still giggles as Nat playfully punches Clint in the arm, a little hard. "Owe!" Inlisting a louder laugh from Tony. "Baby." Nat mumbles as she smirks at Tony.

  "Kay, Tones. Come get breakfast." Steve says, setting a plate with a blueberry waffle and strawberry slices on the side, on the table, with a glass of orange juice. Tony does as he's told  and goes to eat breakfast.

  "Wow! I didn't know you could cook, Captain." Clint jokes, smirking at Steve. Steve turns his head towards Clint with furrowed eyebrows and a small grin, and shakes his head. "I don't think you could do much better." Steve defends taking his seat across from Tony. "What? You don't think I can put a waffle in the toaster." "No." Nat chimes in with a small grin. Clint huffs.

  After breakfast, Steve gives little Tony a bath, then helps him get dressed.

9:21am

  Today, Tony wears tan, cargo shorts with a plain red, short sleeve shirt. He also wears a Captain America jacket over it. It's all blue with the shield on the top left, on the front, like a badge. The outfit is completed with his Iron-Man shoes.

  Steve shows off the robot and Lego spaceship Tony made, while Tony reads some of his robotics book. Clint and Nat are pretty amazed at the creations made by the 4 year old. Though, they knew Tony was probably very smart as a child as well, they had no idea that he was this smart.

  "You okay, Tony?" Clint asks when he notices Tony's eyelids drooping, his head almost dropping down to his chest and his furrowed eyebrows. Tony looks at Clint, blinking, trying to focus. "Yeah. I'm okay." They all look at Tony with skeptical eyes.

  "You sure, little Tones? You look exhausted and seem . . . In pain. Are you alright?" Steve asks, as he looks at Tony with concern and goes over to kneel in front of him. Tony thinks for a moment, before standing up, and drops his book to the floor.

  "Capin, I . . . . I don't feewal good " Tony exclaims, before his eyes roll to the back of his head and he collapses .  The two other Avengers rush to his side. "Tony!" Steve reaches out and catches him before he hits the floor and scoops him up into his arms. "Tony?" He checks his pulse, on his little neck. It's rapid and faint.

  "Tony, can you hear me?" Steve asks, as he gently strokes his bangs from his forehead. His eyes go a little wider, when he feels how hot Tony is. He places his palm to little Tony's forehead, to check. Holy sh**! He's burning up!

  "Steve?" Nat kneels down by Steve and places her hand to Tony's forehead as Tony breaths laboriously. "Come on. We need to take him to Bruce." She states, calmly but concern is evident in her eyes. Steve nods his head, trying to calm himself down.

I can't lose Tony. I can't! I know we're friends but recently he's become like a son to me. I cant lose my son . . . . . or my friend.

  Nat, Clint and Steve all head down to the lab to meet Bruce. Bruce stands, ready at the door, being that Jarvis alerted him to the situation.

  "What happened?" Bruce asks, as he leads Steve to the couch, to lay Tony down. "He said he wasn't feeling well and then he just fell unconcious." Clint explains, Steve being too focused on little Tony. Steve doesn't take his eyes off of Tony as he runs a hand, gently through his damp hair.

  Bruce checks his pulse on his neck, then asks Jarvis to show his vitals. Jarvis kindly obliges and little Tony's vitals show, floating above the table in a hologram form. They all look to it, (Except for Steve who is staring at Tony with a very worried and sad expression) and see his vitals don't looks so good. His blood pressure and temperature are through the roof as is his heart rate, though his oxygen levels are pretty low.

  "What's happening to him?" Nat asks Bruce. He shakes his head, still staring at the vitals, floating. "I don't know. What did he eat and do today, when he woke up?" Bruce asks, very seriously. They all look to Steve, knowing he's the guardian. Steve notices and finally takes his eyes off of Tony to look at his team. "Umm . . . He ate a waffle, oranges, milk. I gave him a bath, then he read his robotics book." Steve shrugs his shoulders, and lightly shakes his head, having know
Idea what's going on with Little Tony, and worried beyond belief.

  "Okay." Bruce nods his head, and stares at the floor, in thought. "I'm gonna get him on some saline, anti-biotics and oxygen. Hopefully that can help out with some of the problems. Jarvis. Please tell Fury we have a serious situation, and to meat us all down in the lab." Bruce, calmly orders. "Yes, Doctor." Jarvis replies and does as he's told.

  "Okay." Bruce then walks over to little Tony. "Can one of you grab that gurney and bring it right over there?" Bruce asks Nat and Clint. Nat goes and grabs it, (being she's closer) and brings it to where Bruce pointed.

  Bruce, then proceeds to gently pick Tony up, but looks to Steve, for permission. Steve nods his head, wanting Bruce to do anything, just help his kid. When Bruce begins to scoop him up, a small whimper escapes Tony's lips. "it's okay. It's alright." Bruce whispers in comfort and carefully goes to lay him on the gurney.

  Once he lays the 4 year old down, he goes and gets all of the instruments and equipment he'll need for Tony. He proceeds to undress Little Tony's torso, gingerly taking off his jacket, then shirt, with Steve's assistance

  He hooks Tony up to a heart monitor, placing electrodes to his chest, then places an oxygen cannula to his tiny nose and around his ears. After that, he pokes a needle into his arm, to receive saline and antibiotics from a bag that hangs up on a metal rack. After he gets Tony all settled, he puts up the railings on the sides of the gurney, just to make sure little Tony doesn't fall off.

  "What's going on?" They all turn their heads to see Fury enter the lab. "Sir. We're not quite sure, but Tony's  fallen ill. He just fell unconcious, and now his vitals aren't looking too good." Bruce explains, worry clear in his voice. Fury approaches Tony's gurney. Every one splits like the red sea, letting him through, except for Steve who stands protectively by Tony, just to be there for him.

  Fury steps up to the gurney, placing both hands on the rail, and looking down at Tony's pale and unmoving form. He frowns at the sight of him and sighs, looking down, in thought. "And you don't know why this happened to him?" Bruce shakes his head. "No sir. I'm gonna try to figure it out, though." Fury nods his head, placing a gentle hand in Tony's brown, curly hair. Nat, Clint and Bruce look at eachother, surprised by the affectionate gesture from their director.

  Fury takes a deep breath before turning around. "Alright. We are still not sure who did this to him and why. But we're gonna figure it out . . . . NOW. Because now we've gotta a time limit. All of you, do what ever you can to make sure this boy lives and that we find who did this to him. I'm gonna be doing my own research, but if you guys need anything, or his condition . . . . changes, come talk to me." They all nod their heads, determined to find a way to save Tony.