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Bruce came back with the results several hours later. The pneumonia was back with a vengeance – really Bruce shouldn’t have been shocked, Tony never did anything halfway – and it looked like it had moved in for the long haul. Bruce wanted to get Tony on a stronger bout of antibiotics and would have to go back to monitoring the billionaire’s breathing closer, which the omega was not going to enjoy. At all.
“Tony,” said Bruce, joining his mates on the couch. “Baby, I know you’re still having a hard time breathing. I’m going to give you a different antibiotic that’ll hopefully fix that. And I’m going to need you to stay out of the lab and away from work for a while longer. Okay?”
“Can we go somewhere else?”
“I don’t think traveling is a god idea right now,” said Bruce.
“Where do you want to go?” asked Bucky indulgently, ignoring the glares from both Steve and Bruce.
“Wherever Clint and Natasha are,” said Tony. “I don’t like them being away.”
“Baby, they’re on a mission right now to get the guy who did this to you,” said Steve. “But what if we went to Malibu? You like Malibu.”
“I like Clint and Natasha too,” said Tony.
“Why don’t we call them?” suggested Bucky. “JARVIS? Call Clint and Natasha.”
A screen was pulled up and JARVIS dialed the spies. Tony pulled the screen off the stand and to him while he settled back against Bucky.
“Hello?” said Clint, his face appearing in the screen.
“Clint!” said Tony, smiling.
“Hey Tones,” said Clint. “How you feeling?”
“He’s still sick,” said Bruce before Tony could lie.
“Listen to Bruce,” said Natasha, shoving her face in with Clint. “He knows what he’s talking about and if you don’t then you will stay sick longer.”
“I only want to talk to people who aren’t going to be mean to me,” said Tony with a pout. “So Natasha and Bruce can go talk on a different tablet and I’ll stay here and talk to Clint and Steve and Bucky.”
Clint laughed and shoved Natasha out of the way so his face could take up all the space once again.
“How’s the mission?” asked Tony while Bruce went to speak more privately with Natasha.
“Fine,” said Clint. “Boring right now, we’re just watching at the moment.”
“Why don’t you watch from here?” suggested Tony, hating how he was sounding like a needy omega but not hating it enough to stop. “We could watch on the television and cuddle and you could be here.”
“Tony’s been miss you two,” supplied Steve needlessly.
“We’ll be back soon, baby,” said Clint. “We just want to make sure we kill the correct guy first.”
“But why can’t you make the baby agents watch and you just go in and kill him when they figure it out?”
“Because the baby agents suck and would alert him to their presence.”
“Baby agents are the worst,” said Tony sullenly.
“We’ll be back soon,” assured Clint, looking over the top of his screen at something. “But I have to go now. Love you.”
The archer hung up before the genius could respond, leaving Tony to pout at Steve while Bucky held him, muttering about stupid people and how baby agents ruined everything.