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All That Remains (17/21) (PG-13|Steve/Tony)
Title: All That Remains (17/21)
Previous Parts: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8 Part 9, Part 10, Part 11,
Part 12, Part 13, Part 14, Part 15, Part 16
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
kijikun
Rating: PG-13 (NC-17 overall)
Pairing: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark
Betas:pandanoai
Warnings: Spoilers through "Fallen Son", references to an institutionalized childhood
Timeline: Marvel Time is always kind of flexible, so we're setting this somewhere in the first half of 2008. Secret Invasion does not exist in our universe. Nope, never happened. .
A/N: As always, con-crit welcome. Fan art always welcome as well. Part 17 is rather....short...but I promise I much longer Part 18.
While there are only six causalities reported so far, the damage to the Stark Industries Silicone Valley complex is severe. As you can see from the pictures, much of the complex was completely razed. We have some sources from inside SI that have told us that there had been a major meeting and party planned for yesterday, but that it was canceled at the last minute.
One can only speculate that the intended targets were those attending that meeting and party, including CEO Tony Stark. While no one group has come forward claiming responsibility for the destruction of the complex, or for the possibly connected situation of a truck filled with explosives ramming a security gate at a Stark Industries New Jersey plant, there has been speculation that these attacks are by an underground anti-registration group.
The CEO of Stark Industries has been a firm supporter for the SHRA, as well as registering himself. He was instrumental in registering many, and led the pro-registration forces…
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Tony Stark, CEO of Stark Industries and current Director of Shield, has been seen onsite with Shield agents, but has not yet talked to the press. Both Virginia Potts, Stark's personal assistant and often Si's media rep., and Maria Hill from Shield, have given brief statements to the press…
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Sponge Bob Square Pants--
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This is all obviously the work of mutants! We need to put them in camps before --
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The few shots we've gotten of Mr. Stark have been in armor so it's hard to say just what's going through his mind after such a blatant terrorist attack on his company…
Click
Human rights activists are urging the major world powers to boycott the upcoming summer Olympics…
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Stark Industries’ stock has fallen twenty points since the start of trading, and is expected to fall further…
Steve clicked the TV off and threw the remote on the couch. Rubbing his hand over his face, he stared at the blank screen. He hadn't heard from Tony since early that morning and even though Steve knew Tony had too much on his plate right now to check in with his over worried boyfriend -- he still worried.
Maria was in her room working on schoolwork, or drawing if she'd finished. She'd been quieter than normal so far that day. Quieter then she'd been the first time Tony had been gone for a night -- but she hadn't known anything could possibly be wrong, other than Tony being gone, that time. She knew something was wrong this time, and he wondered if lying to her would have been a better tactic. Probably not. She probably would have known something was wrong and been upset about being kept in the dark.
She reminded him of Bucky sometimes in that way -- refusing to believe that there could be things that didn't concern her. Looking back, it should have clued him in that something was going on with Bucky, but he hadn't wanted to look to closely at so many of the whys when it came to Bucky.
Steve rubbed his hand over his face again and yawned. He hadn't slept much the night before. Neither had Maria. He knew that, because they'd both fallen asleep on the couch before he'd carried her to bed early that morning.
He thought about calling Pepper again but she didn't need him bothering her more. And Maria would probably come out of her room to admonish Pepper again that 'she'd better look after Tony carefully' in Maria's stead -- though it had been amusing.
Steve knew he needed to get up and do something. He was pretty sure he’d never wallowed in worry over Tony before in situations like this but – but, before he'd been able to be at Tony’s side. Or at least be available for backup if Tony needed it, if he wasn't in the middle of dealing with another world crisis on his own. There was something maddening about having to sit on the sidelines and flip through 24 hour news programs for information about the person he most cared about.
Is this what it felt like for some of the women he'd dated that had known he was Captain America? Worried and unable to do a thing about it? He'd never even considered it with Sharon or Rachel, but they had both been in the business. They weren't the sort to sit around worrying about him. If need be, they just showed up and saved his sorry backside.
Down the hall, the soft ping of the private elevator drew his attention. Moments later a very tired looking Tony came into view. Seeing Steve, he tried to smile but it fell flat. "Honey I'm home?"
Steve stood up from the couch and quickly crossed the living room, wrapping Tony in a hug. "I was worried."
Tony shook his head against Steve's shoulder. "Nothing to be worried about. It was all recon and clean up. Rebuilding is going to be hell but I've wanted to redesign that complex for a while."
"The news said the body count was six, over or under?" He ran his hand up and down Tony’s back, trying to soothe him. He knew Tony was trying to joke about it all to hide how shaken he was.
"Under, but I'd bet money that what was left of the four we pulled from the detention site set off the explosion. We've been trying to keep the media's information as sketchy as possible," Tony sighed heavily, leaning against Steve. He could almost feel Tony drift off for a moment.
Steve managed a soft chuckle. "It's working. One channel is running a background on the company itself, complete with old photos of your father."
Tony pulled back slightly and made a face. "CNN or MSNBC?"
"There's a difference?" Steve asked, slowly walking them backwards towards the hall. Tony needed sleep and he was going to get it if he had to hold Tony down.
"MSNBC has Keith Olbermann. Good guy. Sat next to him at a Mets game once. CNN just annoys me," Tony told him. "It wasn't FOX News was it? Please tell me it wasn’t FOX."
"It wasn't FOX. I think you have that channel blocked," Steve assured him with a soft laugh. "I'm sure you'll be able to look it up with your brain later."
Tony blinked and seemed to realize that Steve was leading him towards the bedroom. "No, Steve, I've got too much to do. I need to call the border, then set up a press conference, not to mention analyzing samples taken from the site -- plus I need to go to the New Jersey plant." He blinked again as if trying to clear his blurry vision. "I have families to call --" His voice broke slightly.
"Tony, you have people working for you. You don't have to do all of that yourself," Steve insisted. "And you won't be doing anything other than falling over if you don't get some sleep. I will pick you up and carry you if I have to."
"Oh no, anything but that," Tony gasped, then shook his head. "I'll sleep later. I need to --" He swayed on his feet slightly.
Steve cupped Tony's chin and forced the other man to look at him. "Tony."
Tony blinked again, his eyes losing the hazy look they got when he was using Extremis. "Huh?"
"I won't let you sleep too long. I promise," Steve assured him, resting his forehead against Tony's.
After several moments, Tony nodded. "Pepper did say she'd slip sleeping pills into my coffee if I didn't get some rest."
"She's a good woman," Steve agreed.
"It’s a conspiracy I swear, you're all against me," Tony muttered as Steve led him into the bedroom.
Steve nuzzled his throat in apology and striped Tony down to his boxers before doing the same. Tony didn't resist as Steve maneuvered him into bed and settled in next to him. "I love you," he whispered into the skin at the back of Tony's neck.
Tony made a sound of contentment, tension leaking out of his body. "Love you too."
There was a soft knock on the door. "Tony?"
Tony shifted away from Steve slightly and sat up. "You can come in, Maria."
Steve sat up part way himself, watching as Maria pushed open the door.
"You came home," Maria stated softly.
Steve felt a moment of guilt for not letting Tony go see her before he all but dragged him into bed. But Tony had been ready to drop and -- and Steve was still getting used to taking into account the small child in their lives.
Her expression was carefully blank to Steve's eyes, but from glancing at Tony's face he could tell the other man could read something in it.
"Want to take a nap with us, genius?" Tony offered, holding out his arms.
Maria didn't move for the span of several breaths before she almost ran across the room to Tony. "Did Pepper take care of you?" She asked, hugging Tony.
"She always does," Tony assured her lifting her up onto the bed. "Were you good for Steve?"
Steve nodded. "She was very good." He shifted so Maria could settle down between them.
He watched Tony press a kiss to Maria's forehead. "I think we all could use a nap," Tony murmured, stroking Maria's hair.
Steve agreed with the sentiment and was more than a little tired himself. Still, when both Maria and Tony had fallen asleep -- Maria curled between them looking tiny and fragile and Tony's arm curled protectively around her -- he was awake.
With Tony home, safe, and resting he could let himself think about the worst that could have happened. All the scenarios he hadn't let himself think of could now run through his head and he only had to reach out and stroke Tony's skin to know that none of it had happened. There had been no ambush, no assassin lying in wait, and no secondary attack after Tony had been lured there -- and he didn't have to worry now that his cowardice had left Tony without backup.
He settled his arm over both of them and with a skill honed over many long years as a soldier and an Avenger, Steve closed his eyes and willed himself into sleep.
Next
Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8 Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12, Part 13, Part 14, Part 15,Part 16, Part 17, Part 18, Part 19, Part 20, Part 21
Previous Parts: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8 Part 9, Part 10, Part 11,
Part 12, Part 13, Part 14, Part 15, Part 16
Author:
kijikun Rating: PG-13 (NC-17 overall)
Pairing: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark
Betas:
pandanoaiWarnings: Spoilers through "Fallen Son", references to an institutionalized childhood
Timeline: Marvel Time is always kind of flexible, so we're setting this somewhere in the first half of 2008. Secret Invasion does not exist in our universe. Nope, never happened. .
A/N: As always, con-crit welcome. Fan art always welcome as well. Part 17 is rather....short...but I promise I much longer Part 18.
While there are only six causalities reported so far, the damage to the Stark Industries Silicone Valley complex is severe. As you can see from the pictures, much of the complex was completely razed. We have some sources from inside SI that have told us that there had been a major meeting and party planned for yesterday, but that it was canceled at the last minute.
One can only speculate that the intended targets were those attending that meeting and party, including CEO Tony Stark. While no one group has come forward claiming responsibility for the destruction of the complex, or for the possibly connected situation of a truck filled with explosives ramming a security gate at a Stark Industries New Jersey plant, there has been speculation that these attacks are by an underground anti-registration group.
The CEO of Stark Industries has been a firm supporter for the SHRA, as well as registering himself. He was instrumental in registering many, and led the pro-registration forces…
Click
Tony Stark, CEO of Stark Industries and current Director of Shield, has been seen onsite with Shield agents, but has not yet talked to the press. Both Virginia Potts, Stark's personal assistant and often Si's media rep., and Maria Hill from Shield, have given brief statements to the press…
Click
Sponge Bob Square Pants--
Click
This is all obviously the work of mutants! We need to put them in camps before --
Click
The few shots we've gotten of Mr. Stark have been in armor so it's hard to say just what's going through his mind after such a blatant terrorist attack on his company…
Click
Human rights activists are urging the major world powers to boycott the upcoming summer Olympics…
Click
Stark Industries’ stock has fallen twenty points since the start of trading, and is expected to fall further…
Steve clicked the TV off and threw the remote on the couch. Rubbing his hand over his face, he stared at the blank screen. He hadn't heard from Tony since early that morning and even though Steve knew Tony had too much on his plate right now to check in with his over worried boyfriend -- he still worried.
Maria was in her room working on schoolwork, or drawing if she'd finished. She'd been quieter than normal so far that day. Quieter then she'd been the first time Tony had been gone for a night -- but she hadn't known anything could possibly be wrong, other than Tony being gone, that time. She knew something was wrong this time, and he wondered if lying to her would have been a better tactic. Probably not. She probably would have known something was wrong and been upset about being kept in the dark.
She reminded him of Bucky sometimes in that way -- refusing to believe that there could be things that didn't concern her. Looking back, it should have clued him in that something was going on with Bucky, but he hadn't wanted to look to closely at so many of the whys when it came to Bucky.
Steve rubbed his hand over his face again and yawned. He hadn't slept much the night before. Neither had Maria. He knew that, because they'd both fallen asleep on the couch before he'd carried her to bed early that morning.
He thought about calling Pepper again but she didn't need him bothering her more. And Maria would probably come out of her room to admonish Pepper again that 'she'd better look after Tony carefully' in Maria's stead -- though it had been amusing.
Steve knew he needed to get up and do something. He was pretty sure he’d never wallowed in worry over Tony before in situations like this but – but, before he'd been able to be at Tony’s side. Or at least be available for backup if Tony needed it, if he wasn't in the middle of dealing with another world crisis on his own. There was something maddening about having to sit on the sidelines and flip through 24 hour news programs for information about the person he most cared about.
Is this what it felt like for some of the women he'd dated that had known he was Captain America? Worried and unable to do a thing about it? He'd never even considered it with Sharon or Rachel, but they had both been in the business. They weren't the sort to sit around worrying about him. If need be, they just showed up and saved his sorry backside.
Down the hall, the soft ping of the private elevator drew his attention. Moments later a very tired looking Tony came into view. Seeing Steve, he tried to smile but it fell flat. "Honey I'm home?"
Steve stood up from the couch and quickly crossed the living room, wrapping Tony in a hug. "I was worried."
Tony shook his head against Steve's shoulder. "Nothing to be worried about. It was all recon and clean up. Rebuilding is going to be hell but I've wanted to redesign that complex for a while."
"The news said the body count was six, over or under?" He ran his hand up and down Tony’s back, trying to soothe him. He knew Tony was trying to joke about it all to hide how shaken he was.
"Under, but I'd bet money that what was left of the four we pulled from the detention site set off the explosion. We've been trying to keep the media's information as sketchy as possible," Tony sighed heavily, leaning against Steve. He could almost feel Tony drift off for a moment.
Steve managed a soft chuckle. "It's working. One channel is running a background on the company itself, complete with old photos of your father."
Tony pulled back slightly and made a face. "CNN or MSNBC?"
"There's a difference?" Steve asked, slowly walking them backwards towards the hall. Tony needed sleep and he was going to get it if he had to hold Tony down.
"MSNBC has Keith Olbermann. Good guy. Sat next to him at a Mets game once. CNN just annoys me," Tony told him. "It wasn't FOX News was it? Please tell me it wasn’t FOX."
"It wasn't FOX. I think you have that channel blocked," Steve assured him with a soft laugh. "I'm sure you'll be able to look it up with your brain later."
Tony blinked and seemed to realize that Steve was leading him towards the bedroom. "No, Steve, I've got too much to do. I need to call the border, then set up a press conference, not to mention analyzing samples taken from the site -- plus I need to go to the New Jersey plant." He blinked again as if trying to clear his blurry vision. "I have families to call --" His voice broke slightly.
"Tony, you have people working for you. You don't have to do all of that yourself," Steve insisted. "And you won't be doing anything other than falling over if you don't get some sleep. I will pick you up and carry you if I have to."
"Oh no, anything but that," Tony gasped, then shook his head. "I'll sleep later. I need to --" He swayed on his feet slightly.
Steve cupped Tony's chin and forced the other man to look at him. "Tony."
Tony blinked again, his eyes losing the hazy look they got when he was using Extremis. "Huh?"
"I won't let you sleep too long. I promise," Steve assured him, resting his forehead against Tony's.
After several moments, Tony nodded. "Pepper did say she'd slip sleeping pills into my coffee if I didn't get some rest."
"She's a good woman," Steve agreed.
"It’s a conspiracy I swear, you're all against me," Tony muttered as Steve led him into the bedroom.
Steve nuzzled his throat in apology and striped Tony down to his boxers before doing the same. Tony didn't resist as Steve maneuvered him into bed and settled in next to him. "I love you," he whispered into the skin at the back of Tony's neck.
Tony made a sound of contentment, tension leaking out of his body. "Love you too."
There was a soft knock on the door. "Tony?"
Tony shifted away from Steve slightly and sat up. "You can come in, Maria."
Steve sat up part way himself, watching as Maria pushed open the door.
"You came home," Maria stated softly.
Steve felt a moment of guilt for not letting Tony go see her before he all but dragged him into bed. But Tony had been ready to drop and -- and Steve was still getting used to taking into account the small child in their lives.
Her expression was carefully blank to Steve's eyes, but from glancing at Tony's face he could tell the other man could read something in it.
"Want to take a nap with us, genius?" Tony offered, holding out his arms.
Maria didn't move for the span of several breaths before she almost ran across the room to Tony. "Did Pepper take care of you?" She asked, hugging Tony.
"She always does," Tony assured her lifting her up onto the bed. "Were you good for Steve?"
Steve nodded. "She was very good." He shifted so Maria could settle down between them.
He watched Tony press a kiss to Maria's forehead. "I think we all could use a nap," Tony murmured, stroking Maria's hair.
Steve agreed with the sentiment and was more than a little tired himself. Still, when both Maria and Tony had fallen asleep -- Maria curled between them looking tiny and fragile and Tony's arm curled protectively around her -- he was awake.
With Tony home, safe, and resting he could let himself think about the worst that could have happened. All the scenarios he hadn't let himself think of could now run through his head and he only had to reach out and stroke Tony's skin to know that none of it had happened. There had been no ambush, no assassin lying in wait, and no secondary attack after Tony had been lured there -- and he didn't have to worry now that his cowardice had left Tony without backup.
He settled his arm over both of them and with a skill honed over many long years as a soldier and an Avenger, Steve closed his eyes and willed himself into sleep.
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I love it
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LOL!
And CNN annoys me too. They started out with such promise, back in the 90s, and they've just gone downhill since. :/
(one small typo: pick you up and carry you if I have too. "Too" should be "to".)
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wow....
Re: wow....