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It was supposed to be an easy fix. Sit back, let Loki do the work, clean up after. He didn’t understand how things could go so downhill, so fast. The Hulk was out and about, Thor was occupied, Black Widow-- She was a joke. The so-called X-Men were still trying to find their really terrible costumes and get to New York to help. Spider-man was cracking jokes somewhere—

Easy. It should have been so easy!

But nooooo. No, Loki had to take invasion a little too seriously and get in over his idiot head. Fury turned away from the console and glanced at the brooding blond to his left. “Suit up. Take the team. Help out with the Chitauri if you have to, but focus on the scepter. I’m not ready to welcome our alien overloads just yet, Rogers.”

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starspangledspandex

Steve did write it off. Maybe someday he would ask directly about it and whether he should be concerned, but so long as he kept filling in the blanks with logical reasons, it would be awhile. At some point, he might ask if it was safe to be having this many problems but right now? He wasn't worried.

He pressed his lips together at the admission. He knew Tony hid his identity for a number of reasons. He just wasn't sure what they all were. "Is that going to be an issue?"

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starkingenuity

The genius turned away. He wanted to see the look in Steve's eyes but this power play was just too interesting. Tony should have been an actor. He was just they good at fucking with people's minds.

Shoulders hunched, he put on an air of dismay and rubbed a hand over his face, gaze far off and alone.

"I don't know what I'll do."

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starspangledspandex

Steve watched the older man with a small frown. He thought Tony was maybe being a little dramatic but there was basically a picture of him in the dictionary next to the word so he wrote it off as normal. He weighed the pros and cons and finally asked, "What's the worst case scenario?"

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starkingenuity

"People find out? Try to kill me...? I'm nothing without the Iron Man suit, Cap. You know that," Tony growled. He really thought he was selling it. Standing up, he wrapped an arm around himself Nd kept his back to the blond. "My company will be ruined. I'll be kidnapped, tortured... Who the fuck knows what will happen!"

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starspangledspandex

He pressed his lips together because, while that really did sound like a worse case scenario, he seriously doubted that it would all turn out that badly. "It's your company and your money. I don't see how it would turn out like you think."

People trying to kill him on the other hand? Okay. That could happen. "And it's not like the rest of us are leaving if you're outed. We'll still be here."

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starkingenuity

"I don't need protection from naive little boys," he snapped, a flash of his true self morphing his usually pleasant features. He couldn't help that, he was angry. "You have no idea of how the world works. If support is pulled, and it will be because Iron Man has been used in some very controversial missions against terrorists, my company folds. Literally just like that. My money is tied up in investments. The company folds, I fold."

He rubbed a hand across his lips in annoyance.

"And the day I ask someone to protect me... No. I can't live in a world with all of you and be nothing."

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starspangledspandex

"You think I don't?" he demanded, pressing his lips together. "Stark Industries is a weapon manufacturer, right? More than likely people think you're dealing under the table anyway. Spin it right and you can basically use Iron Man to prove you aren't."

Of course, that was what he would have done seventy years ago. It still didn't make Steve naive, no matter how you sliced it. "While it's a possibility, I really do think it's a worst case scenario."