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313 pages, ebook
First published June 28, 2012
“Seriously, Tony,” Steve managed.
“Seriously, Steve, how're my bots?”
“Dummy got put in time out today.”
“Harsh, Mom.” Tony was chuckling.
“It's true. By the way, I need you to reprogram the DVR.”
“Jarvis can do it.”
Steve made a considering, humming noise under his breath. “He could, but I like it when you do it.”
Tony rolled his eyes. “C'mon, Cap, you can do it, I've seen you do it.”
“Sorry, Super Soldier out of time, so confused, do my busy work now, Stark.”
His last thought was, if he didn't get back from this one, at least he'd told Steve he loved him.
He didn't care, really, if he went out fighting in sweats and a t-shirt, but he needed his shield in his hand right now.
Right now.
His eyes flicked through the room, a gesture that Bruce had recently come to understand. Cap was counting heads, checking his ducklings. He did it all the time, no matter what they were doing, or where they were, every so often, Cap would just crane his head around, getting a bead on each of his teammates, locating them, memorizing their positions.
Thor was too far away, Tony could see that just with a glance at his HUD, but that was okay, that was fine, because Tony was right there.
And anything that was trying to kill Steve Rogers deserved to die at Tony's hands anyway.
“You'll always be my favorite.”
"Steve, Stark's been checking out your ass during every goddamn mission we've had since the team was formed; you walk out in the uniform and he walks into walls."