Summary: Tony is flying ahead of his team on their way to pick up supplies that SHIELD said they need. No matter how many times Tony tells them he can make his own. When lightning strikes the suit and he falls, crash landing in a pile of snow in the middle of nowhere. His team soon follows, also struck down by lightning, what are the odds?

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Tony's pov

How much longer do I have to sit in this god damn mother fuckin meeting. Jeezus like does Fury have nothing more to do in his life than piss me off, I could be working, or drinking, or sleeping for God's sake, I would risk the fucking nightmares to get the hell out of here. Maybe if I fake a heart attack... oh someone's talking.....

"You with us Stark?" Fury snaps at me, what did I ever to do piss him off? Oh right I was born.

"Aye aye captain" I joke, I love annoying him it's so fun. It makes these boring ass meeting so much more fun, for me at least. Not so sure about the bucket of freedom glaring at me to shut up over there.

"Very funny Stark, did you listen to a single fucking thing I said?" Fury snaps again, this guy needs a vacation.

"Careful there, spangles might explode if you say a bad language word"

"STARK" Fury yells slamming his fists on the table.

"Fine, you said something about picking up a shipment of weapons or tools or whatever that we need even though I've told you I can make what we need and more" I say with a yawn.

"Stark what you need is a couple years sleep" Steve quipped from the end of the table.

"How many you thinkin' Capsicle, maybe 70?" His face shifts and I chuckle.

"God Stark, but yes you need to pick up these supplies I'll send you the coordinates now get the hell out of here before I set goose on you" Fury threatens.

I just sigh and get up following the others out of the door, I walk over to the suit and step in telling JARVIS to pull up the comma and show me the location.

"Alright everyone, do you copy" I ask and wait for the replies.

"Rogers, copy"

"Romanoff, Copy"

"Barton, Caw Caw mother truckers"

"Banner, copy"

"Thor son of Odin, I do this copy"

"Ok everyone, let's roll. JARVIS hit the tunes"

I flew away leading the quintet that held the others, as Back in black by AC/DC starts playing.
A few hours later I look down and see white, everything is white. The ground, the trees, I look up and even the sky is perfectly white. Great we're in the god damn North Pole. I keep flying following JARVIS's instructions when suddenly there is a flash of really bright light, an explosion or something hits my suit and next thing I know I'm face down in the snow. All power is cut from my suit so I can't move and I'm stuck like this. This is wonderful isnt it?

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Steve's pov

We were following Tony over what looked like Antarctica, even though I know it wasn't. I couldn't help but zone out thinking back tot he last time I was around this much Ice. I was quickly shook out of my state when we saw lighting strike the Iron Man suit, which proceeded to fall down.

"Tony!? Do you copy? Tony answer me Stark" nothing, silence. The iron suit would have saved his from the fall right? Yeah his comms are probably down. I am physically shook out of my internal declaration when we are hit with what I assume is also lighting, the lights flicker in the jet before going off completely. What's the odds of two lighting strikes hitting specific targets in the same time frame? Right now snot a good time for this science lesson. The plane started to nose dive and I yelled for everyone to hold onto something. Then we hit the ground, I only pray that we didn't land on Tony. For a moment all I can hear is ringing, but it fades away and is replaced with people calling out.

"Is everyone ok?" Nat.

"Yeah I'm ok are you?" Clint.

"Role call!!!!" also Clint.

"Cap"

"Nat"

"Bruce"

"Thor"

"Caw Caw" I roll my eyes at Clint's need to say 'Caw Caw' at anytime.

"We need to get out and find Tony" Bruce suggests. I agree.

"Yeah we do, Thor come with me. The rest of you try and stay warm" I notice the three shivering already. I get up and Thor follows, the door slides open easily and I step into the the snow. About forty feet away I can see red and gold meaning Tony. We start to sprint over, Thor noticing when I do.

"Tony!!" I yell hoping he can hear me.

"Ugh" I hear a faint groan from inside the suit and thank god, well Loki that he's alive. I roll the suit over so he's on his back, as I move him I hear a crunch sound followed by a stifled groan, that wasn't good.

"How do I get you out?" I ask clueless.

"There is a switch on the foot, you lift a flap and push it." He said, he had added that last night. Thank god for that. The suit popped open to reveal Tony, who immediately started shivering.

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Tony's POV

The second the suit opens I start to shiver. Ok so yeah, where is Santa? This is cold enough to be the North Pole or maybe even cold enough to be Fury's heart. *gasp* did we crash land onto director Fury's heart. Oh that was a good one I got tell Steve, oh he's trying to talk to me, whoops.

"I said, are you ok Stark?" Now's my chance.

"Yeah, it's cold though. Did we crash land on Fury's heart, this is uncharted territory it could be dangerous. Some people even said it's a myth, like it doesn't exist at all" I mumble deleteriously.

"God Tony" Cap actually laughs, Thor just looks confused not understanding the Midgardian humor. "Oh ouch, Tony your wrist looks broken.

"Gosh darn my wrist again?" I sigh, that's like the eighth time, they may as well just cut it off.

"Yeah, sorry. I'll have Bruce look at it but we have to get you to the quinjet." Steve reaches down and picks me up bridal style, and now they I'm out of the suit I feel the full force of the cold and shiver violently stifling into his chest, not caring how embarrassing it is. "Bruce, his wrist needs checking out and did you find blankets?" Steve asks as he steps into the jet, Thor behind dragging the Iron man suit.

"Yeah" Natasha gets up and grabs a blanket from one of the three piles, why do we have so many blankets? She walks over and lays it down on one of the benches, I felt Steve lower me down as well laying me on the semi-soft bench, I grab his shirt and pull him forwards because he's warm.

"Ok Tony just give me a minute" I let go at watch as he grabs two more blankets and puts them over me, before walking over to the door and sliding it shut.

"Let me see your wrist Tony" Brice says to me and I extend my arm out so he can see the purple and blue bruising covering it. "Yeah, from the looks of it it's broken but we can't know for sure until we X-ray it but we can't until we leave so I'm going to splint is for now" Bruce preceded to wrap my wrist and puts in up in a pillow.

"M-Cold" I mumble.

"I'm coming" Steve was about to lie down next to me when Bruce interrupted.

"The best way to share body heat is skin on skin contact." He informs Steve. Steve just nods and removes his shirt, reaching down to take mine off. He lays down next to me and lulls me up against him, hissing slightly when my cold skin touches his warm skin. I soon start to heat up and find myself slipping into sleep.

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Steve's pov

I felt Tony's breathing start to become even and I realize he's asleep. As for the rest of us? We just snuggle up In the blankets and talk about everything until finally one of shields jets touches down and we are taken out of the cold and heading back to the warm.

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