Sentinel/Guide AU for starkingenuity

[starspangledspandex]

Things have been going remarkably well between them. Even if the beginning was somewhat rocky, their compatibility was obvious and not just to them. Steve was old-fashioned and though his instincts made it clear what they wanted, he did things the "right" way. There were dates and gifts and just general wooing. They talked about it and they were ready.

He smiled at Tony, watching him as he worked and couldn't stand it anymore. "Tonight," he said, then added, for clarity, "We should bond tonight."

Maybe not the most romantic proposal but he figured he shouldn't smother Tony in it anyway or the man would get sick of it. No the rarity made it special.

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[starkingenuity]

So yeah. If Steve was going to shoot him, he would have done so without letting him say anything. He could have shot while breaking his window. This stupid Tower was such a waste of money sometimes! He replaced so many windows lately!

Tony exhaled and put the controller down before he stood slowly and turned to face his Sentinel.

"I was hoping to see you again. You keep leaving before I can tell you something. Steve--" He expected to be cut off with that name but he didn't care. "I love you. I should have told you that long before now."

[starspangledspandex]

He watched the man stand slowly and he was on guard for any sudden movements. When the man started talking, he let Tony finish without interruption. His mouth twitched behind the mask at the name but he said nothing until the end.

"I have a mate," he said, because that was true and he didn't remember anything else. "And I am not Steve. I am Captain."

[starkingenuity]

"I know you have a mate," Tony spat because this was probably pointless and he was probably going to die so he didn't really give two shits right now. There was an anger and a sadness there. "But you were suppose to be mine. You were mine, even if I was never yours."

But he was digressing.

"You're both Steve and the Captain you know?" Tony moved to the bar to make himself a drink. "Captain Steven Rogers of the US Army. Never any finer."

[starspangledspandex]

He just looked confused now because he didn't understand and didn't remember and this was probably all a trap.

But he knew him.

It was a feeling the Captain couldn't shake. Every time he saw the man, even in his iron suit, he got the same feeling. If they were meant to be bonded, it would make sense that he would have some kind of reaction to him. He knew the name too. It was familiar somehow.

No. No

"You're my mission," he said, instead of sharing the doubt through his scattered and confused mind. His grip on the gun shifted like he didn't have a good hold on it even though he certainly did.

[starkingenuity]

"Your mission to do what? Break my windows? Chat with me? It can't be to kill me. I know you're one of the only Sentinels alive capable of killing a Guide, but you're not exactly shooting me."

He poured himself some scotch and turned to lean back against the bar.

"JARVIS? His about you play some home movies? Steve's last birthday." Tony had kissed Steve in more or less public for the first time last July. He knew his cameras caught it because he'd been watching old footage for months now, remembering how Steve had been.

And they had danced too, as the fireworks went off. They were happy.

[starspangledspandex]

Steve watched, because it was there and in his face. The man in the video was laughing, eyes warm as Tony dragged him from his seat and he wrapped his arms around him as they kissed, loving and romantic. It was completely the opposite of his own bonding and renewals.

"Stop it," he snarled, confusion and panic mounting in tandem. It was undoubtedly easy to feel through his side of his bond with the Soldier. He fired a number of warning rounds into the floor by Tony's feet. He should kill him. Why isn't he killing him!

He wasn't allowed to remember. It would hurt him and the Soldier. Hydra liked how quickly pain taught someone a lesson, especially on the scale they needed for a wipe.

[starkingenuity]

"Or what? You'll kill me?" Tony honestly wasn't buying it, not when his feet were shot at. How ridiculous. Steve wasn't even aiming. Tony, thankfully, didn't tease him about it.

Tony took another drink and turned his eyes towards the screen. He knew the Soldier was on the way. He was pretty sure that JARVIS had already managed to begin the emergency lock down protocols. Let him try to pound through six inches of steel.

"Go ahead. Kill me. I don't usually have a death wish, but it's killing me not being with you anyway."

[starspangledspandex]

The Sentinel snarled at him again. His mind was desperately unraveling and it was a horrible feeling. His handlers were going to put him back in the chair. Thanks to the bond, it would torture them both.

"Shut up," he demanded. He could feel the Soldier moving toward him. He could also hear the lockdown mechanisms firing and the steel plates came down over the windows.

He discarded the gun to lunge for the man.

[starkingenuity]

Okay. Ouch. Tony dropped the glass as he was slammed into and dragged down, hitting his head on the floor hard enough to see stars. The last time Steve had been on top of him like this, they had been bonding and the nest had been nice and soft and wonderful.

He groaned at the weight pressing into him but at least it got him into contact with the Sentinel. Skin on skin contact was instantly possible and though he was having spotted vision at the moment, he worked through the worst of it and slipped his fingers into Steve's hair.

The Soldier dented his hand on the metal plating but Tony tried to press his will and all of his emotion into his Sentinel.

"Remember me, Cap, if only for a moment!"

[starspangledspandex]

He drew back his fist, prepared to smash it into Tony's face, but the man managed to interrupt him. The Captain inhaled sharply at the rush of emotions that are shoved into him. His gaze went almost blank while his head tried to sort itself out. He remembered the man's touch. The feel of him beneath him. Bonding?

The Captain shuddered, overwhelmed and he was shaking as he drew his fist back again. He could only remember bits and pieces, quick flashes, but it wasn't allowed. Now they were going to hurt him. Hurt the Soldier. His breath quickened, eyes actually afraid and this was his target. He was supposed to kill him. If he killed him, maybe they wouldn't be unhappy.

He jerked back, away and off of Tony, his hands raising to the sides of his head. "No. No, they'll... they'll..."