The night was dark and dead when his Stark Phone pinged for him to wake up and he was half confused as to why it was going off so early until JARVIS told him that Darcy was outside the apartment, fast asleep. Carefully, Bruce got up so he didn't wake Jacob and opened the door. There was Darcy, fast asleep on the floor outside his apartment. He was a little worried that she was hurt worse or something had happened. Bruce bent down and scooped her into his arms as quietly and carefully as he could so not to wake her.
Cradled against his bare chest, Bruce carried Darcy inside and laid her down on his bed, stroking the dark hair from her face. He wondered what made her come to him at this time of night, and what made her not knock. She looked cold so he pulled a blanket over her and rubbed the sleep from his eyes.