As soon as he fell back asleep, tony turned to Natasha still standing in the doorway. "Do we have a fix on that bastards location?" His fear and worry was replaced with the need get revenge in the bastards who did this.
Natasha uncrossed her arms, "Nothing precise yet, I've been checking in regularly" tony started to march out of the room but Natasha grasper his arm before he could, "I've been holding off asking this, but how the hell do you know him?"
Tony snatched his arm from her grasp and sighed, "we met at a coffee shop, neither of us new who each other are" he looked at her, "some sort of insane coincidence I guess"
She nodded and turned back to steve. "I've worked mission after mission with him, he was always fine, he's taken bullets and he got up like it was nothing."
Tony turned around too, "I've never seen him like this, and I never thought I would have to"
They both stood there in silence for a second before tony grabbed her shoulder and turned her towards him, were gonna find these fucking bastards and give them a taste of their own motherfucking medicine." She nodded and watched him walk away.
She waited until he was out of sight to walk towards steve, she put a hand on his shoulder and grabbed his hand. "You heard him, steve." She laughed a bit and wiped away a stray tear on her cheek, "I guess you aren't alone at all either, tonys something else."
She stayed for a few more minutes before putting his hand down and storming off after tony to get exactly what they all wanted.
The strys didn't just attack captain America, they really pissed off his family.
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FanfictionSet before the avengers were formed - a world where Tony Stark didn't know what Steve Rogers looked like and the vice versa. It all started on a rainy day in the local coffee house... Fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, etc... there is swearing and can be...
