Excuse You, I'm Very Classy
Tony speeded over the city as he headed towards the coordinates that Jarvis had given him shortly after he got into his suit. While Tony was sure the Soldier, or Bucky according to Steve, could handle the HYDRA agents a helping hand never hurt. Most of the time. Tony landed stealthily on a roof overlooking the alley where a handful of agents had managed to corner the Soldier. Normally people would notice Iron Man landing by them but today seemed to be Tony's lucky day.
The Soldier was watching as the agents slowly closed in on him. Cutting off the mouth of the alley to keep him from running. They seemed to be talking but Tony couldn't hear them very well. Tony got Jarvis to turn the volume up so that he would be able to hear the conversation that was clearly happening.
"Asset you will report back to base, you are malfunctioning and need to be recalibrated," agent one said. Tony didn't know the guys name so he just numbered all of the different people.
"No," the Soldier said. Steve would probably have a fit if he knew that was what Tony was calling him but he couldn't take the man seriously calling him Bucky.
One of the agents near the back started fidgeting clearly not comfortable at all. Agent one smiled tightly and his left eye twitched in annoyance. Tony doubted thta he was expecting the Soldier to say anything back to him; at the very least say no. Agent one pulled out a gun, "We are not asking, Soldier." The other agents also pulled out their guns. Before any of them are able to do anything the Soldier moved into action. He went for the first agent, disarming him and then kicking him across the alley. For a couple seconds the rest of the agent were stunned before they started firing at the Soldier.
He dodged or blocked most of them but a couple bullets lodged themselves into his body. The Soldier ignored them in favor of taking out agent after agent. Tony watched in awe at the deadly efficiancy of the Soldier. He was doing pretty good until one of the agents gave up on firing the gun and took out a knife. Knife Guy was clearly more skilled then the other agents and lunged towards the Soldier instead of waiting for him. While they were fighting Tony noticed one of the agents had crept behind the Soldier and was loading a dart into a different gun.
Tony realized that the agent had a tranquilizer and was going to shoot the Soldier and immediately dove towards them. The sound of his repulsar's taking off startled the other agents still alive. This would have been good had Knife Guy not taken the small millisecond of surprise to dig his knife into the Soldier's thigh.
Tony landed behind the remaining agents and repulsar blasted the one with the tranq gun before he could do anything. Two of the agents turned to him while the other one went to help Knife Guy. In the time it took Tony to incapicate the two agents the Soldier had already killed one and had gotten stabbed a couple more times. Blood was flowing freely from the wounds and more blood was oozing out of the bullet holes. Tony had no idea how the man could continue fighting as though he was still in perfect shape.
Tony blasted Knife Guy away and the Soldier finally stumbled and fell against a nearby wall. Tony moved towards him and flipped open his face mask.
The Soldier glared up at him. "What do you want," he said flatly. He sounded almost resigned, as though he new he was going to have to do something unpleasant. Tony hoped he wouldn't be unpleasant, despite common belief he didn't go out of his way to be an asshole. Most of the time, anyway.
"Honestly a nap is sounding pretty good right now," Tony answered. The Soldier didn't respond to him. Tony sighed. "Look, you're bleeding and clearly HYDRA is going to keep trying to get you. So I'm offering my assistance to help."
Tony almost thought he wouldn't get another response from the Soldier until he heard him say quietly. "Why?"
"Cause you've been dealt a shitty hand in life and I'm not going to contribute to that," Tony answered. He held out his hand to the Soldier. "Now, do you want my help or not?"
The Soldier stared at his hand for a few moments before slowly reaching up and grabbing it. Tony smiled, delighted that the man was trusting him enough to accept his help, and gently tugged him to his feet. The Soldier swayed and inked a couple times before looked at Tony. "Where?" he asked.
"My tower, if that's okay with you," Tony checked. The Soldier nodded drunkenly. He didn't look to be in any shape to travel, and was leaning on Tony. "Great. J can you get a jet over here?" He asked Jarvis.
Jarvis answered affirmative and the Soldier swung his head around to look at Tony. He didn't say anything but Tony could see the question on his face. "J's an AI," Tony explained as they waited. "He helps out sometimes."
Less than a minute passed before a small quinjet lowered itself onto the ground just outside the alley. It was going to draw the attention of people but Tony hoped to have Barnes, it was nicer than Soldier, in the jet before then. He slowly led Barnes out of the alley into the jet. Barnes followed without fighting, and seemed to be more out of it as time passed. Jarvis closed the doors and flew the jet back to the tower without any prompting from Tony.
They arrived at the tower and Tony practical dragged Barnes outside. "Bruce! I need you!" he called. Barnes was barely responding to anything he actually might have gotten hit by a tranquilizer, at least Tony hoped that was why he was so sluggish. Tony lowered Barnes onto the couch, doubting that the environment of the medical bay would be good for him. Bruce walked into the commons his arms folded.
"Tony, why'd you leave so suddenly..." Bruce's voice trailed off as he spotted Barnes. "What happened?"
"He got jumped. I figured between us we could patch him up," Tony responded. He was already grabbing a first aid kit from the kitchen.
Bruce sighed and took the kit from Tony. He walked over to Barnes and opened it. He studied Barnes and quickly started patching him up. He washed the wounds, thankfully there weren't any bullets he had to dig out, and then covered the wounds in petroleum jelly before wrapping it up. Bruce then cleaned up the supply kit and looked over st where Tony was hovering from the other side of the couch. "Shouldn't you get out of your armor?" he asked.
Tony looked down at his armor and back at Bruce. "Right, yes, I'll do that. Bu the way do you have any ideas of how to get blood out of this leather? I really don't want to explain to Pepper why I have to buy yet another couch," he said.
Bruce chuckled softly. "Maybe you should stop putting bleeding people on tour couches," he said.
Tony gasped in mock hurt as he stepped out of the armor. "And put them in the floor?!" he said. "Please, I have class Brucie."
"You have something," Bruce agreed.
"You just wish you had as much class as I do."
"I wouldn't call it class."
Tony huffs. "You wouldn't know class if it flew up to you and dropped you off the tower."
Bruce smiled and shook his head before looking back at Barnes. Barnes had woken up at some point while Tony and Bruce were talking and was watching them. He didn't have any expression on his face, but his eyes looked a little amused, and confused. Mainly confused.
"Great! You're awake!"