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he nodded. "that's true." he wondered if Steve even realized what they where talking about? "like i said, a rotation, one person waits for the nightmare and helps him through it." he explained with a smile before chuckling a little. "that's true, though he could just have easily been imitating me." he admitted. "he did that a lot, after he was rescued, imitated people. trying to remember how to do things. me, Peggy and Howard where his favorite to copy." he admitted. "he liked the way Howard strutted more than anything i think." he admitted, looking amused, chuckling when Steve gave her a very suspicious look before taking the book back and headed over to the bed again to continue drawing other things, like the bookshelf, the chair, the desk and a badly drawn likeness of Alais and James. "i'm not sure how the others would handle him." James admitted, hesitating. "let me ask Charles first, we don't want someone attacking Steve."
 
“he might have been, but he’s doing it.”Alais smiled a little before snickering. “Well, we’ll let him copy us to. Though we might have to be careful about letting him spend time with Tony. Imagine what bad habits he’d pick up.”She said giggling a little before smiling at Steve’s suspicious look, but watching him draw before sighing. She hadn’t considered that. She’d only considered that steve might to be out of the room, and see sunlight. Nodding slightly, “Ask. If not, we’ll just eat and get hank to look him over. Make sure it’s okay to move him back to the tower.”
 
he nodded. "that's also true." he agreed before smiling a little. "i'm not too worried about Tony being a bad influence. Steve enjoys sleep too much to cut out what little we need and he was already addicted to coffee." he admitted. "i'll go ask." he promised, heading out, coming back five minutes later. "he's explained the situation to everyone already. Steve's free to come join us for breakfast." he promised her. "he might get nasty looks but no one will attack him. Come on Soldier, mealtime." James ordered, helping Steve to his feet and leading him up to the meal hall. fortunately there where no stairs, or Steve might not have made it. he was still very sick even if he didn't show it. he was panting in his chair by the time they got up there and was unaware that most of the table was glaring at him. "what do you want to eat Steve? er. Soldier?" he asked the man and much to the table's shock, Steve just gave him a puzzled look. "..." "okay then.." James muttered, reaching out and gathering a bit of everything for Steve, who ate obediently, even if he didn't seam to like the eggs he still swallowed every last one. "Steve. Winter. you don't have to eat it if you don't like it." James protested, moving to take the eggs off the plate, only to nearly be stabbed in the hand. "Jesus!" one of the younger mutants muttered. "he's a junkyard dog." "he's a what?" James asked, making the kid flush. "a junkyard dog. us that lived on the streets, food was pretty scarce, when you go hungry lots, you at food even if it tastes bad and you get pretty darn possessive of it too. some would even kill over a scrap of crust or an apple core." the kid admitted, fidgeting a little. "those was the junkyard dogs, because they where more animal than people, hunger and pain does that."
 
Alais snickered a little at the idea of tony’s influences, before nodding. “Thanks.”She smiled pleased that steve could at least leave the windowless room,smiling as she walked next to steve, worried for him even if he wasn’t showing signs, she knew he was still sick. Wincing a little because she hadn’t thought about how hard it would be for him to walk upstairs. Pointedly ignoring the glares that they were getting she settled next to Steve, “Just a bit of everything then. We’ll figure out what he doesn’t like.”Alais said shrugging a little before wincing as james was nearly stabbed. Glancing at the young kid, she paused thinking about it. “Makes sense. He’s probably not gotten alot of food.”She mused before glancing at james, “WE’ll just have to pay attention and make sure not to give him the food he doesn’t like next time.”
 
he smiled a little and nodded, watching Steve curiously. worried about him a little bit. "well, he might not be as recovered as i thought he was..." James mumbled. "no. but the open air and sunlight is good for him." Hank admitted. the dining room was all lit with open windows. the lights didn't even need to be on so he was getting fresh air and sunlight without having to leave the manor. getting him to the tower was going to be an interesting experience. "we'll make notes, Tony will be impressed. o dairy please." he said to the kis who had obviously come from the streets. "he's lactose intolerant." he explained when the child blinked and then looked at the jug of milk in his hands. orange juice was offered instead and James accepted it with a smile. "i imagine they made him fight for it too." James sighed. "them?" a sharp voice demanded, Rouge. who had been very close to Scott and looked like she wanted to kill Steve. "yeah. 'Them'. Hydra." the entire room stilled. they all new Hydra, Hydra was always trying to snatch mutants to experiment on. General Striker, the man who had given Logan his admantium skeleton, and Trask, who had started the anti mutant movement during the Cold war had both been Hydra. thank god no Hydra member had ever made it to president, who knew what would have happened then. "he was... Hydra had him?" Storm asked softly, James looking confused. "you didn't know?" "i felt it was your secrete to tell." Charles admitted softly.
 
“No, I don’t think he is.”Alais bit her lip looking at steve worriedly, but glad that steve was getting the sunlight and air. Snickering a little at james words. “Yes. I have a feeling tony would be quite impressed if we took notes. Might even get you some kisses.”she teased james a little looking amused. “Probably.”She agreed, looking pained at the idea of steve having to fight for food, tensing a little at the sound of rouge’s voice. It wasn’t she didn’t like the girl, she’d just always rubbed her the wrong way. Tilting her head at charles she swallowed hard, realizing they were going to have to tell them, but not sure how to. Almost not wanting to, steve was going to have enough prejudice against him for killing scott and wounding bruce, who she was glad to know was recovering well to, and would be returning to the tower with them, but it made her nervous to tell them, because of just how much of a ghost story the soldier had been. Glancing at James she shrugged a little, letting him decide what he wanted to tell them.
 
"well we'll take notes then." he decided, writing down on a napkin 'no dairy, no eggs'. "there! look at us, being all scientific... you think he'd really give me kisses?" he asked curiously, eyes glittering playfully before he grimaced a little and shook his head a little. hating the idea of his poor, sweet, innocent Stevie being forced to fight for his food. "...this is Steven Roger Barnes." James stated suddenly. "honorary member of the 107'th and second in command of the Howling Commandos." James informed them. "my Twin brother, thought dead December Twenty fifth, nineteen forty five." no wonder James always seamed to hate Christmas. "only he wasn't dead. he fll, off a cliff, and Hydra found him. they took him, tore out his mind, experimented on him and turned him into a mindless puppet." James explained, his voice trembling. "Steve has done horrible terrible things, but he is not in his own mind. when he did the things he did, he didn't even have a mind..." James looked at Charles who nodded. "when Steven first came here yesterday i looked into his mind. there was no emotion, no thought and no personality. he might as well have been dead, even if he breathed and his heart beat. he is a victim, just as those he killed where. his own guilt will be punishment enough for the poor man."
 
“We’ll get a actual notebook instead of napkins, keep it all neat. Make notes about anything important, not just food.”Alais smiled before snickering at his curious look. “I’m sure if you told him you wanted kisses for doing sciencey things, then yes, he probably would.”She teased a little. Wincing a little as hse listened to the history, it was hard to think about. Reaching out, gently taking james’ hand and squeezing, offering the support she knew tony would give if he’d been there. Looking at steve she smiled a little watching him eat and mostly ignore their talking about him, not ready to discuss the complicated emotions she felt for the blond. “Are you full?”she asked smiling at steve a little.
 
he nodded and blinked when Rouge, face full of pity, handed over a notebook. she knew, better than anyone, what it was like to be used for terrible, awful things. not only had she been taken by Magneto, but one of the other villains, Destiny, had taken over her mind not unlike what Loki had done to Clint so she knew what it was like to have yourself taken away. James quickly wrote down the new information under the title of 'eating habits' before smiling at her and gently squeezing her hand. Steve looked at her, baffled by the question and James sighed, reaching out to get Steve more food. "don't!" the previously homeless boy ordered. "if you put food on his plate he'll just keep eating. even if it makes him sick." "yes." Hank agreed. "he should have four small meals a day, and snacks every few hours outside of meals. it will help his stomach get used to food again." Hank said, James quickly writing that down. "it's a good thing were writing this down, i'd never remember it otherwise."
 
“Thanks Rouge.”alais said smiling slightly as James wrote down everything, watching steve carefully, before sighing. Glancing at the boy. “So just give him small portions?”she said swallowing hard, hating that they couldn’t be better about this. “No, I don’t think we’d remember....Also, we could have jarvis keep track to. I mean. Just in case we lose the notebook, or he notices something we don’t.”Alais said smiling a little before looking at hank. “Will it be okay taking both him and Bruce back to the tower today?”
 
Rouge nodded, studying Steve herself. "whats a portion?" the kid asked, looking confused, Hank chuckling. "yes. small portions until he can start expressing, or at least recognizing that he's full." he agreed. "ah! that's a good idea, Jarvis will recognize things that we might not." he agreed, nodding. "yes, it will be fine. Bruce is healing well and no longer needs to be monitored and all Steve needs now is rest." Hank admitted. "both can go back to New York with no problems." Hank promised her with a smile. "it will be fine and Bruce knows how to take care of Steve's few remaining injuries should anything happen." Hank assured her, watching Steve when the man looked up at Alais, scowling before picking up a platter of bacon and offering it to her. wanting her to eat as well.
 
“It’s how much you’re eating. like....Steve’s having a small portion now. But James is eating a football team’s worth of portions.”Alais said with a small smile as she looked at the kid before nodding. “from everything I’ve heard, Jarvis is more then capable of helping out.”She smiled a little before relaxing, nodding. “Well, we’ll be going after breakfast then.”She said not admitting she was worried about tony, but she was. Startling as Steve lifted the plate, she tilted her head for a moment before nodding, “Thank you, Winter.”She said softly, taking a few slices and starting to eat her own share of the food.
 
the kid blinked and then nodded. "he is eating a lot." the kid agreed, making James laugh. he had long gotten over the amount of food he now needed as Captain America. "Jarvis is amazing." he agreed with a smile. "you'll love him. he's tons of incredible." he admitted with a grin. "i'll make sure Bruce is prepared." Hank agreed, heading off to inform Bruce that they where all heading home. "don't worry. i'm a bit worried about him too." James admitted to her. "i always worry when Tony's off on his own, or worse, with Johnny." he admitted. "they're both insane and things tend to explode." he admitted with a snigger before jotting down in the notebook 'doesn't seam to like it when others don't eat with him'. because Steve was also trying to offer food to Rouge, who never ate breakfast. she did cave when Steve started getting upset and nibbled on some fruit so he wouldn't have a meltdown or something. Bruce was up just a few moments later, to eat his own meal, hesitating only a second when Steve focused on Bruce and looked at James. "Mission?" "aborted." James said quickly, making Steve nod.
 
“I’m sure I will.”Alais said looking amused as hank went off to get bruce before snorting a little. “Should we be worried that the tower is on fire or something?”She said snickering a little at the idea of tony getting in trouble on his own or with johnny. Smiling slightly when she saw steve trying to feed rouge, she wondered that that came from before looking at bruce. “Aborted.”Alais reinforced, sighing quietly as she finished her food, glancing at james. “Ready to go?”She said, actually nervous, and not simply because they were taking steve somewhere new, but because here, the mansion was her space, even if she didn’t live her all the time. The tower was her twins, and it made her nervous to be with him, even if she liked him, she still wasn’t used to having a twin.
 
"we should probably be worried but i know Tony made the whole Tower fireproof. most we have to worry about is the stuff inside the tower and even then it's pretty hard for a fire to spread that way when Jarvis runs the whole building and can seal off and put out any fires Tony causes." he admitted. "i'm more worried about Manhattan." he admitted, watching Steve shoving food at Rouge who was torn between amusement and annoyance. Steve nodded, examining Bruce, wary of the man that could turn into a massive monster of rage and destruction. "i am ready." Bruce admitted, snatching a few strips of bacon and some toast. "it'll be okay Alais. if you don't like it there, we can always come back here." James promised. "or even take you back to Europe. we can't take Steve there though, they have a 'kill on sight' order on him." he warned, shaking his head. "we can probably get that order rescinded once we explain but for now he's gotta stay here." he admitted. "Come on Steve, time to go to the Tower." Steve got to his feet and obediently followed while James called Tony to tell the man they where on their way back and to see if Tony had gotten any sleep.
 
"Ah well that's comforting."Alais said snickering at the idea snickering a little as she watched steve try to feed rouge. Looking a little worried she nodded. She knew she wasn't going back to Europe till they sorted it out. Even if she wanted to go home sometimes,the need to take care of steve was stronger."well for now we'll stay."she smiled a little as they left snickering at tonys flustered assurances he'd indeed slept. Smirking a little as she glanced at james."did we catch him having sex?" "Nope. No. I'm not doing anything!"tony said hanging up eveN as you can hear johnny laughing.

Tony raised his head from where he'd been leaning against johnny'johnny's thigh, poking him in the side torn between blowing johnny and working on the car having been trying to do both. Making a face at johnny."clean up they'll be here soon."he said getting up and having every intention of taking a shower before anyone showed up
 
"yes. staying put would probably be better for Steve too. i'm not entirely sure though." he admitted. "he always was a bit of a homebody, you know, when he wasn't out picking fights with brutes three times his size." he huffed, rolling his eyes before smirking at the phone. "not sex, but i imagine they're both naked and fondling, or Tony's giving him a blowjob." he admitted, settling into the Jet's pilot seat, not complaining when Steve took the Co-pilot seat.

Johnny was still laughing when Tony hung up and he smirked at Ton. "what, your not gonna finish?" he asked, making his cock twitch. it had taken him forever to learn how to do that, as well as make his pectorals twitch. "maybe i don't want to clean up? maybe i want to smell like you and sex when they get here?" he teased, just to make Tony blush.
 
“Well, we’ll see how staying put helps him.”She shrugged a little before snickering. “Ahhh, well. I don’t know what’s more disturbing, that he answered the phone, or that you know simply because of how he sounds.”she teased a little.

Tony whined a little as he moved away, running his hands through oil slicked hair, making a face at him. “No I’m not.”he said as he stared down at the other, sorta wanting to, but well, james was going to be there. And he wanted to clean up, gotta make sure everything was okay. “Well, if you want to meet my twin smelling like that, go right ahead.”Tony said rolling his eyes as he headed for the shower right in the lab.
 
he nodded. "and we won't stop him if he tries to wander." he agreed. "we'll follow him instead. maybe take a trip into Brooklyn. we grew up there you know, maybe he might remember something?" he wondered with a smile before smirking. "Tony always answers the phone when i call no matter what he's doing." he admitted. "i've called him during sex tons of times." he admitted. "so i'm well used to it by now."

"well damn, i'll have to finish myself off then i guess." he huffed, shaking his head a little, wrapping a hand around himself before pausing. "that's right! you have a twin!" organ forgotten he leaped to his feat to go take a shower. best not to leave the wrong impression with Tony's twin.

"Tony! we're back!" James called an hour and a half later, clutching a box full of brown paper bags full of food from Tony's favorite Chinese restaurant. Steve was half asleep already, walking only because Alais was guiding him in to the living room/dining room couch. James carefully placed the massive box on the table just as Johnny entered the room and Steve leaped to his feet, pointing at Johnny with wide eyes. "whoa!" Johnny said, staring at the man. "well. when Tony said i looked like Steve Rogers i thought he meant looked a little bit like him. this is... i feel kind of like that time i was high and looked in the mirror." Johnny admitted, staring at Steve who was examining Johnny intently before pointing at him. "Target?!" he demanded, Johnny paling. "no. not a target." James informed the man who scowled. "Target!" "Not a target." "Target!" Steve hissed, James glaring at him right back. "not a target!" "maybe i should leave?"
 
“Good idea. Though we might consider getting him a bracelet that he can’t take off or something, just in case he manages to slip past us, we’ll be able to find him.”Alais smiled before snickering. “That’s disturbing.”She smiled amused at the idea.

“I do. Clean up.”Tony snickered amused at the other’s reaction.

“Hey!”Tony grinned as he stepped out of the kitchem, a screwdriver in hand that said he wasn’t trying to cook, simply trying to fix something. Smiling slightly, relieved at the sight of his twin and steve he startled, eyes widening as she saw his reaction to johnny, moving to stop him, standing closer. “No, you really do look like him.”Tony said before tilting his head. “Winter. Why do you think he is a target?”alais asked watching him. “Get ready to go...just in case.”Tony muttered taking a step towards the balcony and opening the door for him.
 
James grinned at Tony. "you have dust in our hair." he teased with a smile, moving to gently brush Tony clean, Johnny snickering before swallowing thickly at the sight of Steve's agitation. "it's like a mirror Tony! you might as well have said he was my clone!.... or, no he came first didn't he?" he asked, his head tilted, watching Steve very carefully to make sure he wasn't going to have to run away. "Target!" Steve hissed at her before looking very frustrated and stomped over to Johnny, pointing at him, and then pointing at himself and then back at Johnny. "Target!" "i don't get it." James admitted, Johnny shrugging. still, Steve didn't seam to be attacking Johnny, as agitated as he was. so he was sill listening to them at least. "maybe he's freaking out because Johnny looks so much like him?" Steve snarled at him and pointed at Johnny again. "Project 3221, code name, Johnny Storm." Steve declared. "Mission specifications, Termination and body recovery." "...project?" Johnny asked, looking so very confused. "i'm not a project!" Johnny complained, making Steve roll his eyes. "Project specifications, Cloning. Genetic donor, Steven Roger Barnes. carrier, Sylvia Storm, undercover researcher. status, Diseased. Project, failure. termination and body recovery." Steve informed them, pointing at Johnny again. "Target!" Johnny was pale, confused and rightfully upset that Steve was telling him he was... was a clone of Steve Rogers. it simply wasn't possible, after all, Sue wasn't a clone! was she? "someone go find Natasha." James ordered. maybe she'd have some answers.
 
“Do not.”Tony whined a little. “I took a shower. I’m clean. Stop it, I’m not dirty.”Tony huffed looking annoyed. “He did come first.”Tony said tilting his head a little. “...I don’t understand, Winter.”Alais said looking upset that she couldn’t figure out what he mant, and that it was just making him even more upset. Startling as she stared at johnny. “....Oh. They must have been testing things....wait. Is Sue your twin?”Alais said looking at johnny, having known about him, but she had never met the other, so she had no idea. “Jarvis already did. I’m here.”Natasha said as she eased into the room with clint, both assassins watching the group in that watchful disinterest that said they were both cautious and very interested.
 
"yes, you took a shower an then you crawled behind something i haven't cleaned in months." James said, looking amused before frowning a little at Steve who was looking very frustrated indeed that they where not giving him the order to kill a Target who had been a target since birth. "Yes she is!" Johnny said, running his hands through his hair, feeling panicked and startling when Sue suddenly called his phone, worried about him. "Sue! hey. no no, it's nothing. just... i don't know." Johnny admitted to her. "hey... Mom wasn't... she was... she loved us didn't she?" he asked her frantically, Steve huffing before growling at Natasha, pointing at her. "Target! Natasha Romonoff. Status, turncoat. kill on sight!" he informed his handlers. "no!Order... uh, Canceled. kill order negated?" Steve scowled at James. not the right words. "fuck!" James groaned, but at least Steve wasn't attacking anyone. not that he could with his arm missing, being as sick as he was on top of that.
 
“did not.”Tony huffed. “Okay, you’re good. Calm down. We’re okay.”alais said looking at upset that johnny was upset, before swallowing. “Of course she loved us. What’s going on Johnny?”sue demanded sounding upset. No matter how much they disagreed, or how badly things were, she cared for her twin. “Command retracted. Command altered to, leave alone.”Alais said looking worried, upset at steve. “....What’s goign on? and....You know. I never realized just how much they look alike.”Steve said looking thoughtful.
 
Johnny shook his head at the phone. "it's. i don't know. you remember that guy that killed Scott Summers? well it turns out he's really Steve Barnes. you know, Captain America's twin brother whose supposed to be dead? yeah he's not and apparently Hydra fucked his brain up so bad he can't even communicate but to say Target and repeat mission statements." he explained to Sue. "only he started pointing at me and saying i was a target and that i was an experiment, a clone of Steve you know? god i look so fucking much like him i think i might actually freaking believe him! only he said that Mom was a Hydra researcher and that i was just an experiment and god i'm freaking out right Now!" he said in a mad rushing scramble to explain.

"...." Steve blinked at her, those weren't exactly the right words but they where close enough so he'd obey them, if only because he wanted to. "they do look a lot alike." James admitted, looking at Natasha. "Steve said that Johnny was a cloning experiment." he said softly to her so Johnny could freak out in the phone. "he used mission speech and everything." he explained to her. "w where hoping you could help us with him. Steve i mean. we have a hard time understanding him when he can't really communicate outside of words i don't really understand."
 
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