"Do you need any help Bruce?" Steve asked, ready to go take the other side of Tony.

Bruce nodded slightly and looked over to the group. "Who's taking us to HQ?" Steve went beside Tony, and helped lead him towards the jet.

"We're going to fly over." Fury answered.

"What, are we in Chickens Run?" Tony asked.

Thor blinked as well as Steve. "I don't understand that reference." "What does running chickens have to do with flying Man Of Iron?"

Bruce shook his head a little as he help Tony walk out of the base and into the aircraft.

"It's a movie. Good one. A lot of jokes in it." Tony explained, as they all loaded up in the jet. "So who's going to give the safety video instructions today? Is it Fury? Will he be in a dress?" Tony sat down, careful not to show how relieved he was to be resting again. "I would pay a thousand dollars to see that."

Everyone else was was either annoyed or giving Tony a weird look. Bruce, Hulk, Loki, and Logan were laughing quietly.

Loki chuckled, and then looked at said man with a twinkle in his eye. Logan saw it, and gave a nod, same with Tony. "What are you noddi-" He stopped short, suddenly feeling a breeze between his legs. Fury stood in the middle of the jet, wearing a pink, fluffy, princess dress. On the top of his head was a bright pink tiara.

Bruce eyes widen from this and couldn't help but chuckle a little. "We'll, that's something you only see in a blue moon, or some messed up trip."

"LOKI!" Fury was furious, glaring a death-1000-times-over glare at the mischief god.

Tony and Logan were laughing hard, same with Loki. "L-L-Loki, that's, heehee, That's awesome! Hahahaha!" Tony managed to say, falling over, head landing in Bruce's lap.

"LOKI TURN MY CLOTHING BACK TO NORMAL RIGHT NOW!" Fury yelled loudly.

Bruce continued to laugh, looking down at the billionaire on his lap. "Heh hehe, we definitely needed that, didn't we?"

"Of course. It was worth the therapy we're all going to need now." Tony giggled, watching as Loki reluctently turn the outfit back to normal. Frigga scolded him, but had to do so after she had finished giggling. "Please tell me someone got that on film." Logan chuckled, taking a deep breath of his cigar.

Bruce bit his lips hard as he tried not to burst laughing again. "Way to go, Loki." he said to the trickster. Clint and Natasha tried their hardest not to laugh at their boss, and were able to cover it with poker faces like the well trained assassins they were.

"Thank you. Glad someone appreciate a good bit of mischief." Loki smirked at Fury, who looked a second away from strangling the god.

"Sir, if it would be wise to mention at this time, I will have full video footage of the entire jet trip, to ensure yours and the rest of the teams safety." JARVIS said, speaking through the radio in the front of the jet.

Just from that, Bruce laughed even harder and looked at Logan. "Your wish came true."

"It's a good day to be me then. Let's see if this will work." Logan closed his eyes, and concentrated. "I wish that Doom will drop dead."

Bruce sighed quietly and leaned his head back into his seat. "I hope he does. If not.....we'll take him down ourselves with everything we've got." he said quietly.

"I swear that I will stand by your side, and avenge any of your fallen, as well as those on Asgard." Thor put a fist over his heart, a serious look on his face.

"Well, the only man clad in green that should destroy you all is me. Count me in this fight." Loki added, ready to deal some damage.

"I as well. You don't live on Asgard and not learn how to fight." Frigga said, twirling a small blade she pulled out from... somewhere.

"If everyone else is jumping on the bandwagon, I will too." Logan just nodded.

Bruce looks around at everyone and nodded back to Logan. "I'm pretty sure Wasp and the others at HQ are thinking the same."

"Probably." Logan leaned back, closing his eyes for a small nap.

The ride was going smoothly, when the Hulk started growling loudly. 'He's near.' Logan also sat up straight, ears straining and nose sniffing.

"Uh, Logan? What's..." A blast hit the side of the jet, interrupting Tony and knocking everyone to the side.

Bruce grips onto his seat, holding Tony close. "God dammit!" he hissed, hearing his watch go off, warning him his heart rate reaching 200%.

"Thor! Get out there and hold him off as long as you can. Tony! Can you get on the suit?" Fury started barking out orders, holding onto a handhold tightly as the jet jerked around. "Barton! We need a sharp eye out there!"

Clint nodded as he grabbed his bow and quiver, getting out of his seat to follow Thor. "Wait, are you sure you're okay to fly?" Bruce asked Tony, concern for his safety.

"Inside the suit? Not in the slightest." Tony smirked, and pulled out a laptop looking device, and a briefcase. "Get ready to see how Iron Man can fight with a killer hangover." Tony pushed a green button, and the case shifted, twisted, and moved until a fully automated Iron Man suit stood still, ready for the first code. Tony put on a head set, which brought up a screen in front on his face. "Amazing, isn't it?" Tony bragged, looking at the red and gold machine.

Bruce nodded slightly and squeezed his hand once more. "Just be careful..." he said quietly to the billionaire.

"As long as this jet is safe, so will I." Tony started typing a hundred and a half lines of code a minute, smirking at the suit takes flight, heading out to fight. "Hawkeye, what's going on out there?" Tony asked, eyes flickering from one screen to another and another.

"Don't know. I think it's Doom." Clint called out as he kept firing at the many missiles coming at them.

"Looks like my kind of party out here." Tony spoke clearly, hitting buttons that send his own missles out, destroying each and everyone he went after. "Common Doomie, Tony wants to shoot you down and let everyone have a chunk of you to maim."

Clint kept on using every arrow he has on him to keep the missiles from hitting the jet.

Tony kept an eye out, hitting the flying bombs as he searched the sky. "Thor, what's your position?" No answer. "Thor, what is your position?" Still no answer. Frigga started to get worried. "Thor, where are you?" Tony spoke loudly into the mic, still not getting anything. "Hawkeye tell me you see Thor somewhere."

Clint looks around, starting to get worried. "I don't see him anywhere."

"Thor, where are you?" The dark haired man yelled into the mic, hoping for an answer. He started hitting more buttons when he froze, face paleing swiftly. "No..." On his screen, Doom held the cube in one hand, the blue light from it completely surrounding him, allowing him the power to float/fly. In his other hand, held by his throat, was Thor. He didn't move, and his eyes were closed. "THOR! NO!" Tony screamed, hitting buttons in rapid fire, flying right at the attacker.

Clint's eyes widen when some clouds moved and he saw Doom. He aimed his arrows, one to his head, his heart, and the hand that held the cube.

As if Doom heard Clints plan, turned and sent a blast at him. It hit Clint square in the chest in such a way, he was thrown off his perch, flying past the still open jet hatch. Logan had jumped up fast enough to catch the assassin, pulling him in. Tony still flew the suit, dodging each shot that Doom threw at him. Hulk growled loudly, wanting nothing more than to smash Doom into the ground until he couldn't be recognized.

Bruce bit his lips as he tries to keep his heart rate down. Though he wanted nothing more than to rip Doom's head off, he couldn't risk destroying the jet and everyone around him.

Tony got the suit closer and closer, finally with range that he could hear what Doom would say if he chose to speak, which he did. "You're still alive? I've tried to kill you twice already!"

"I'm not that easy to get rid of."

"Like a pesky mold." Doom growled.

"Hey, what can I say? I'm a Fun-guy!" Doom just snarled, and threw Thor's body away, letting it fall towards the earth.

'I can catch him, let me out!' Hulk roared, watching as the red cape fluttered faster and faster towards the ground.

Bruce nodded as he quickly got up an rushed over to jump out of the jet, letting the Other Guy take over.

Tony went wide eyed when Bruce jumped out of the plane, along with everyone else. "Brucie what are you doing?" Tony spoke into the mic, before the roar of a certain green hero could be heard. "Hey Hulkie, mind getting Thor?" Tony send a few plasma blasts at Doom, who reflected them. Hulk grunted, diving through the air towards the fallen god.

Once in air, Bruce focused on getting as fast as he can towards Thor.

As Tony and Doom exchanged blows, Hulk got closer and closer to Thor. He managed to grab him, noting that he still held his hammer tight in his hand. 'If Thor is the one to control the hammer, what would happen in we controlled Thor?' Hulk asked Bruce, watching as green grass and brown dirt became clearer and clearer.

'What do you mean?' Bruce asked him, realizing they were getting closer and closer to the ground. 'Uhh big guy, you might want to shield Thor from the impact.'

Hulk grabbed Thors arm, and moved it and the hammer upwards. The two non-humans suddenly changed course, causing Hulk to smirk. 'This is good to know. I may not be able to lift the freaking hammer, but his arm is quite light.'

Bruce eyes widen a little and smiles widen. 'You still amaze me everyday, huh big guy?'

'I guess some of your intelligence is spreading. Maybe one day, I could solve algerbrainic problems.' Hulk flew them right back into the jet. "Back." He said shortly, watching as Tony kept fighting Doom.

'Set Thor back inside. How's Tony doing?' Bruce asked the Hulk, hoping the genius was doing okay.

Hulk put Thor down gently, stepping to the side as Frigga and Loki moved swiftly towards him, one to take care of her son, the other to see if he could heal him. "Tony?" Hulk stood in front of the man, looking down.

"Is everyone in the jet?" Tony asked, a small bead of sweat running down his face.

Steve answered the question. "Yeah."

With a few super fast clicks, the suit was back inside, and the hatch closed. "Get us out of here!"

Bruce sighed heavy as the hatch closer. 'He'll find us again. He'll find us and attack the base. He's that determend to end us.' Bruce said to the Hulk.

'We'll be ready. Logan and I can sense him, we're getting away now. Doom won't have any more sneak attacks on us.' Hulk assured, sitting down beside Tony.

"Uh... Hey Hulkie. Just a quick question." Hulk raised an eyebrow. "How the hell did you get back here? You were going down, and Thor didn't fly you up here."

"Flew self. Used his arm." Hulk answered. Bruce couldn't help but chuckles a little at the engineer's reaction when the Hulk told him.

"You what? Does that even work?" Tony looked over at Thor, who thankfully has awoken.

"Where is Dr. Banner? If he alright?"

Everyone frowned. "Uh, Bruce is fine. Why'd ya ask bub?" Logan didn't like the sound of how Thor asked for the doctor.

"He is whom Doom is after, not the Man of Iron." Thor said grimly.

Bruce blinks for a moment when Thor told him that. 'Why me? Is it because of what I know about the Gamma Rays coming for the cube? Is because I control you, big guy? What good am I to that bastard?'

Hulk sighed, and held up a One-Moment-Please finger, before slowly turning back into Bruce. 'Not smart enough to deal with this. I'm taking a nap.'

Bruce groans as he starts to change back, leaning against the wall for support as he breathe in and out slowly.

"Bruce. Are you alright?" Tony was at his side... more or less. He was still sitting on the side, but was right there for Bruce.

"Did Doom say why he wanted just me?" The physicist asked Thor, holding his torn trousers high above his waist.

"You work with gamma radiation, and the Hulk." Thor sat on a bench, taking a large drink of water.

"If he wants Bruce, why did he try to kill me?" Tony asked.

Thor paused, as if he were trying to remember correctly."I believe his words were 'To sever the bonds of love.' Which I am not sure what he meant."

Bruce bite the inside of his cheek and looked over at where Tony was.

Steve caught the look and gasped. "You two are... dating?"

Logan immediately stood in front of the two. "Yeah, they are. If you have a problem with it, you'll have to go through me."

Bruce hung his head down and gripped tight on his torn pants, refusing to look at their stares. "I don't have a problem with it at all." Natasha said, folding her arms in front of her.

Thor cocked his head to the side. "Problem? Tis love, what could be the problem?"

Loki sighed. "For most Midgardians, love between two men or two women is uncommon, and many frown upon it."

"If it keeps Stark in check, he could have fallen in love with pie and I'd let him have the reception in the helicarrier." Fury really didn't care.

Bruce didn't say a work and limbed slowly over to take a sit, still a little weak from Hulking out this whole day.

"I'm not saying that I hate them or disapprove! I just... I had no clue." Steve rubbed the back of his head, starting to feel overwelmed.

"Yeah well, this isn't the 40's anymore Rogers." Logan scoffed.

"You could say that again." He groaned.

Bruce didn't say a thing and went over to sit down, still puzzled and freaked out on the reasons why Doom wanted him.

"Wait a minute... How on earth did Doom know that Stark and Dr. Banner shared a romantic relationship?" Fury turned and looked at everyone. "Any answeres?"

Bruce shrugs a little and said "Hell if I know.…"

"If he is powerful enough to bring Asgard to its knees, he may be able to scan the minds of different people." Steve suggested, hoping he was right.

"I swear, if he tries to take a peek into my head, I'm shooting him." Tony growled, arms crossed over his chest.

Bruce just sat their in silent, filled with guilt, shame, confusion, and anger which he quickly calms it down.

"Banner? Hey, it's okay…we'll stop him." Clint told the doctor.

'One way or another, Doom will pay.' Hulk promised, before going back to sleep. The anger woke him up, and he did a lot of work today, and really needed some rest.

"That bub can want you all he wants, you're our team mate, and I don't like sharing all that much." Logan crushed his cigar out, patting Bruce on the back.

Bruce nodded slightly and sighed quietly. "Can…can someone fine any spare clothes please?"

Steve looked around, and pulled out a pair of sweat pants. "How about these?"

Tony chuckled. "So that's where I left them!"

Bruce thanked the solider when he took the pants and got up to head over to a bathroom to change.

"How much longer till we reach HQ?" Logan asked, starting to get annoyed. "If you say anything over an hour, I'm jumping in the missile tube, and shooting myself there."

Bruce closed the door behind him and sighed heavy, letting his trouser fall as he puts on the new sweats. He didn't notice that he didn't close it all the way, and it swung open a bit.

"Looks good Brucie." Tony moved his head a bit, trying to get a view of Bruce's behind.

"Eyes foreward Stark." Fury warned, not in the mood to deal with him.

"They are forward. Just not in the direction that you want them to be." He moved over in the seat, still looking.

Bruce trying not to blush from the comment as he walked back in wear Tony's sweatpants, going over to take his seat.

Tony reached out, and managed to pull Bruce down beside him, arm going around his back, his hand at his waist, outside of the sweats. "Affectionate, are we Stark?" Loki remarked, a mischievous twinkle in his eyes.

"Yep. He's no longer my science bro, he's my science boyfriend."

Bruce couldn't help but smile a little as he rested his head on Tony's shoulder.

The jet fell silent for a little while, and Tony started fidgeting. "Are we there yet?"

Fury pulled out a taser, and pointed it at Tony. "Stark, I swear by whatever the hell you look up to, you start that shit and I will taser you." Tony held up his hands in a surrendering position.

Three minutes later, he smirked. "Are we there yet?"

Bruce rolled his eyes a little but chuckles quietly. "Banner, can you tell you boy toy to shut up?" Clint called out.

"I'm they playboy here, and all I'm asking is if we're there yet." Fury looked a second away from either punching Tony in the face, or actually tasering him.

Bruce gave Fury a stern look as he place an arm in front of Tony, protecting him.

"Tony, unless you want to clean Fury up off the floor if Hulk decides to come out, I would be quiet." Steve warned, eyes flickering between the two people.

"Fine. I won't ask." He grumbled a bit under his breath. "Spoilsports."

Bruce breathes in a little as he moves his a away and leans back a little in his seat.

"Clint, what's our current position?" Steve asked, really ready to be in a less cramped space. "If Tony has to wait any longer, someone is getting hurt, and I'm not sure who."

"We'll be there in about 15 minutes." The archer told him.

"Finally! By the way, where are we headed?" Tony peeked out from under the arm he had thrown over his eyes.

"SHIELD'S headquarters in Nevada. Totally underground." Clint said.

Bruce groaned and mutters "great, another underground prison."

"Nah, I bet it's more like Erebor." Thor, Loki, and Frigga raised an eyebrow.

"Last great Dwarf kingdom of Middle Earth." Steve smiled. "I got that. I understood that reference."

Bruce smiles a little as the reference and leans back again into his seat, relaxing a little.

"See, told you they were good books. Right Legolas?" Tony grinned, looking at the assassins head.

"Is Legolas a dwarf in this Middle Earth book?" Thor asked. Steve sighed, secretly happy that he knew something that someone else didn't, and turned to explain to the Asgardians the Lord of the Rings trilogy, and the Hobbit.

Clint rolled his eyes a little at Tony's remake. Bruce smiles again but was still bothered about why Doom needed him.

As the jet touched down, Furt turned to the playboy. "We're there, and Stark, only annoy those who can hit you. Direct order."

Tony laughed. "Helloooo! I'm Tony Stark, I don't follow orders, unless they're my own, or whoever has a hold of my..."

Loki flashed a metal mouth cover onto Tony, growling "Frigga is here, and though I may be adopted, I still respect her. So don't even think about finishing that sentence."

Bruce couldn't help but chuckle a little from Loki's action, covering Tony's fowl mouth.

Tony tried to pry it off, getting nowhere fast. Loki smiled, and turned to Bruce. "It will dissappear when you decide."

Bruce thought about it and looked at the genius for a moment. "Hmmm I think he learn his lesson, hopefully."

Tony went wide eyed, and grabbed Bruce's hand, silently pleading for the muzzle to be removed. Bruce looked over at Loki and said "Remove it, please."

"Fine." With a snap of his fingers, Tony had free range of his mouth.