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It was mid morning when Javis sounded a code green from Tony's workshop.
Steve rushed down to see if he could help but, it was probably Tony's fault. He had been 'not so subtly' testing Bruce's limits and strange as it sounded Bruce had been improving.
When he entered the basement he noticed glass littered floor, chairs knocked over but no real damage.
Bruce was laying unconscious on the floor his clothes ripped in a post hulk fashion, out for the count.
Tony was crouched in the middle of the workshop his back to both Bruce and the door. He was talking quietly and calmly to someone in the corner. When Steve looked past him he saw Darcy. He watched as she whimpered, curling up and backing away from them.
"Just breathe." Tony's voice was even and calm. " Darcy you’re gonna pass out. Hold your breath and force yourself to breath normally."
She was babbling. She kept say.
"I'm so sorry. I can't breath. Please stay back."
She was dressed as though she had come from her bed. Yoga pants, a tank top, and a long cardigan. Her bare feet and hands were bleeding a little from the glass littering the floor.
He stepped forward and she whimpered and moved back. Steve felt his gut twist and she whimpered again. She was hyperventaling and sobbing. Tony silently told him to stop with his hand behind his back and waved him back and out. Steve felt jealousy and anger ripple through him. This was the women he loved and he was being dismissed by Tony. Darcy whimpered again and Steve retreated. It tore at him that the further away he was the calmer she became. Tony finally turned to him.
"Take Bruce, I got this."
Steve felt the anger stir again he gritted his teeth and picked Banner off the floor and left Tony and Darcy alone.