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Claire, darling? A word. It's urgent.

What's wrong, Tony? Are you okay?

I'm fine, darling, but I'm worried about Pym. I have reason to believe that he hasn't slept in three days.

I'm sorry, I'd call Pepper but she's in DC, and I can't get a hold of Clint, Banner or Steve. Can you run down to the lab and see if he hasn't hurt himself?

Pym? What happened? Okay, I thought he was a little...

Sure, I'll run there right now.

He might be at his house...shit, yes, he is. Call Clint, just keep calling him until he answers, he has a key. I'll arrange for someone to bring you a car that you can drive, so you don't have to worry about cabs.

Thank you, sweetheart. I owe you.

I can run there, it'll probably be faster than waiting for someone to get here especially if there is a lot of traffic.

Not a problem, Tony. Don't worry about it.

That sounds good, love. I'll have a car waiting at SHIELD regardless, if you need it Clint knows the number.

You're an angel.

I think Pepper wrote it down on a card for me.

Not quite.

Close enough, Claire. Close enough. Have someone call me and let me know what happens.

I will call you as soon as I have taken a frying pan to his head to knock him out.

*laughs* Wonderful. Thank you, again.

*Smiles* No problem, Tony. Talk to you soon.

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