[b]Hank & Tony[/b]

Tony worked his way outside by nigh time, Most the dead were that. Dead. One that was beaten badly limped its way to Tony. He leveled the 9mm at its head and fired. He ran the streets looking for any sign of Hank, He found a fire truck blocking an ally way, wall isn't really damaged, looks like it was pushed. He saw people not far from the truck. "Hey! Have you seen a man, Six foot plus, Trench coat? Maybe tactical vest?"

One woman started to scream at him. "You better be going to kill him! That monster murdered my husband!" Dammit, That's not good. "I can't do anything with out knowing where he is." She scowled at him. "It went that way." Tony ran off in the direction the woman pointed.

He found Hank sitting on his knees, a rifle in his hands. "Hank?" Tony walked up to his friend. "Hey Hank? We gotta go." He mumbled something. "Hank?"

Hank turned around and picked up Tony by his shirt Collar. "I SAID LEAVE ME ALONE!" Hank was pissed off for a moment, then a look of horror went across his face, he lowered Tony any tried to relax. "I... I'm sorry Tony."

Tony gave his friend a hug, he knew Hank hated people touching him. But Tony took the risk, He let go and looked into Hanks eyes. "Look, You need to just hold on. I get your messed up but here is not the place to break down. Got it?"

Hank looked pissed now. "I'm not breaking down. Especially over a guy that tried to kill me." 

Tony sighed. "I never mentioned anyone Hank." Tony stopped for a second. "Is this related to... Henry?" Hank looked at tony speechless. "Got it, Come on. My truck isn't far, we'll head to a safe house and wait their for a bit." Tony started walking, though Hank didn't move. When Tony realized he stopped and turned around. "It wasn't your fault, you had no choice. You were protecting her." Hank stood still for a bit, then he started walking.