Chapter 13

Blood everywhere. One his hands, the bed sheets.

Two nurse ran in with some blood. The doctors were working so hard. Bruce slowly stepped back the scene rushing before his eyes. and suddenly everything just... slowed down. The nurse running him passed him with the blood blurred as she tried to get to Tony through her mad dash towards the bed. Her body blurring across Bruce's eyes. The sound went dead quiet. Bruce only hear his own breathing. He slowly looked over to Tony. His skin white as the bed sheets he was laying on, which were now turning red around his stomach. Bruce slowly lifted his hands and looked at the blood on his hands. Not his, but Tony's.

Red.

Bruce took another deep breath. He can stay calm. He had told himself to stay calm in these situations, but he had never been in one of the situations. Watching your friend on the edge of death. Tony had heard him. He had heard Bruce calling him a selfish bastard. Tony should have woken up and punched Bruce, which would then let out the other guy and probable bring down the whole helicarrier. Bruce slowly looked over to Tony's bed again. The nurse had finally made it to the bed and they were now trying to get enough blood into Tony's body. Bruce took another step back, everything still in slow motion. He shook his head violently. The sudden came back. The monitor was still beeping, showing that there was still a heart beat in Tony. The doctor's yelling orders to each other, working together with the nurses. Then everything seem to catch back up with real time.

The heart monitor beeped quickly. Tony's heart working twice as hard to get the oxygen around his body, as he was losing blood. The oxygen mask over his nose and mouth. His breathing was uneven, his chest hurt as it raised and fell. The doctor's did a blood transfusion, trying to keep Tony alive. The doctor finally told Bruce to step out of the room. Bruce nodded and turned. He slowly slip out and found Steve sat at one of the chairs, his legs bouncing from the nerves. Steve looked up and saw Bruce.

'Is Tony ok?' Steve asked, jumping up, before Bruce could even say a word. Bruce opened his mouth and then closed it. Steve saw the blood on Bruce hands, he face fell.

'Oh god,' Steve mumbled, slowly sitting back down again. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. His head in his hands. Bruce looked at his hands. Clint jumped up and guided the doctor to the bathroom.

Clint stood leaning against the sink as Bruce scrubbed his hands with the soup. The blood washing into the water in the sink and then going down the drain. Bruce took and deep breath and cupped his clean hands. The water poured into his hands and then he covered his face. The cold splashing his face. He took the towels that Clint had held out. He wiped his face and looked in the mirror. He took a deep breath. Thankfully the archer didn't say a word as Bruce was cleaning himself up. They walked silently back out the room and waited outside Tony's room.

After about two hours off waiting the door to the hospital room finally opened. Steve jumped up and so did Agent Coulson. They both looked at the doctor. The doctor pulled off his bloody scrubs and threw them in the bin next to the door. He removed his gloves, dumping them into the bin too. The other nurse and doctors walked out of the room. Steve looked at the tired man's face. Sweat covered his brow, and his his skin was flushed. The doctor took a deep breath.

'He's a fighter,' the doctor said. 'You can see him now.' he said to the group.

'Only one though,' he added as the rest of the group got up. The doctor looked at them and then walked down the corridor, heading off to take a shower. Steve stepped forward and slowly opened the door.

Everyone was stood in a group all dressed in black.

A sea of black. Tony wouldn't have liked it that everyone was in black. It wasn't right. Tony wanted it to be happy, partying, that what he did in his life. Save others lives, the world needed a smug, cocky, arrogant, very annoying, hilariously funny genius. The world needed Iron Man, but the people who knew him truly... they... they nee just the Tony Star behind all of the Iron Man suits and money and mask. Behind all the smugness. They needed Tony Stark.

Pepper was stood next to Rhodey, as the man tried to hold back tears, only letting one fall down his face. Pepper stood gripping on to his arm, he nails digging into his suit painfully, but Rhodey didn't even take notice of it. HE just stared blankly at it. He couldn't believe it. He hadn't even seen him for ages and he was suppose to come up next week end to see Tony, but that kind of failed.

Pepper took in a shaky breath. She was the one of the group that just let the tears fall down her face, staining her makeup on her face. Rhodey wrapped his arm around the women, trying to comfort her, but it didn't work. She had been so close to him. They had been together, but because of the stress of being with him, she had to leave him and just be the CEO of Stark Industries, but only a month later he was Steve. She wasn't jealous, she could see it straight away that there was something between them.

Bruce was worse as green shone in his eyes, he let the tears roll down his face, but silently. The hulk rubble sadly in the back of his mind as he closed his eyes. He took another deep breath, working on keeping calm and not breaking down in front of everybody. He had spent the last couple of days in the Hulk proof room, he couldn't hold the hulk together. One minute he was fine the next... not so much. But today he had the other guy under control. Bruce knew Tony had heard him. Tony had heard Bruce call him a selfish bastard. He knew Tony was going to haunt him for that.

Natasha and Clint were stood next to each other, their faces blankly. Thor was next to them as he also let the tears run down his face. Agent Hill and Fury were stood at the back of the group, their face's emotionless as they stood tall and strong. Both in there SHIELD uniform. Them, plus Agent Coulson, were the only SHIELD agents even allowed within a two mile perimeter. Even though he sometimes worked for SHIELD to save people's lives, it didn't mean I liked everyone there.

Agent Coulson was stood the closest to Steve. Steve cried his eyes out, trying to stand tall and strong. Steve stood there, his tears rolling down his face as he let them fall. He took in a shaky breath. No, after everything they had been through it had come to this.

Tony walked forward towards the group. He looked at all the sad expressions and then at his boyfriend. They were all wearing black, Tony frowned a little. He saw Steve was staring at something. Tony turned to look at it too. His heart dropped as he saw what everyone was staring at with tears in their eyes.

In memory of Tony Stark

(A.K.A Iron man)

Genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist

Born 1963 – 2013

Tony took a shaky breath as he felt himself fall backwards. He fell to the ground. He closed his eyes and white covered his whole vision. Then, like split black ink on paper, blackness surrounded him.

'…ny?' A voice came through the danger of the darkness.

'Tony?' The voice said. It echoed around in his head. He wanted it to shut up. He was dead, so he wanted to be dead in peace.

'Tony, please wake up,' the male voice said. He felt the covers around him. They felt different to his normal bed sheets, there weren't soft, they were scratchy. Cheap sheets. He grunted a little as he tried to move, but couldn't because of the pain.

'Tony? Tony, can you hear me?' the male voice said, it sounded like Steve's. He tried to open his eyes but they were too heavy. He let them stay closed as he tried to fall asleep again.

'Tony please,' he asked. Why was Steve in hell? Tony answered himself...

'How is he?' A voice asked. There was a sigh.

'He's still weak, his body has shut down, it trying to re-heal itself,' a voice that sounded like Bruce echoed in Tony's head. It was coming from his right.

'How long before he wakes up?' the man asked, the voice sounding like his boyfriends.

'About another couple of days.'

'Steve?'

'Yeah,'

'Charles has been locked up in jail,' Someone mumbled. It was a female.

'Ok, thanks for telling me,' Steve mumbled as he wiped away the tears in his eyes. A door closed. He tried to open his eyes but they weighed too much, so he let them stay shut as unconscious took him once more.

He could hear a beeping noise in his head, he was imagining it. But then he heard the soft breathing of someone next to him. His mind started to kick in again and his senses came back to him. First his smell. He took in a breathe through his nose, it smelt like hospitals. He then felt his hands and feet. He felt someone holding one of them. His body came back to its senses. He felt something around his face. He reached up to grab it. He pulled it away from his face. He took a deep breath of fresh air. He pulled open his heavy eye lids. His vision was blurry and had to blink a couple of times to get use to the blinding light. He looked to the right off him and saw Steve sat there next to him. So he wasn't dead. It was just a dream, or was this just a dream? He took a deep breath and tried to call Steve, but all that came out was a croaking noise. He needed water. He squeezed the hand that held onto Steve's. Steve grunt and then woke up. He saw Tony looking at him. He broke out into a massive smile and pulled Tony gently into a hug.

'Here,' Steve said pulling away from Tony and giving him a glass of water from the bedside table. Tony took it and drank the hole lot.

'I would… preferred scotch… but water will do,' Tony breathed. Steve smiled, same old Tony. He took the glass of water away from him and put it on the bedside table. Tony coughed a little then pulled himself up to sit. He winced in pain from his stomach.

'Easy,' Steve said. Tony looked at him.

'Where are we?' Tony asked. Steve took a deep breath. Bruce had told him about this, it was perfectly normal.

'Your in one of the hospital rooms on SHIELD helicarrier,' Steve told him. Tony slowly nodded. He didn't like it. It felt like a dream.

'So I'm not dead,' Tony asked. Steve shook his head.

'No, but you have been through hell,' Steve said. So he was in hell then. Wait.. Tony closed his eyes and brought his hand up his eyes, trying to rub them but failing terribly because of the bandages.

'I thought I was dead. I saw my funeral. You should have bloody cried more,' Tony complained. 'Rhodey was crying more then you,' Tony said. 'Where is Rhodey?' Tony asked. Steve looked at Tony.

'That was just a dream Tony.' Steve said.

'Where's Rhodey?' Tony asked again, like he hadn't heard Steve.

'James is flying up the moment we speak, he was held back in a mission in Brazil,' Steve told Tony, who nodded.

'W-what happened?' Tony said, stuttering. Steve looked at him with concern.

'What do you remember?' Steve asked.

'Well… I remember the warehouse and... torture. We got out and then… we…we were stuck in the snow because the jet had been burnt down, but that's all I remember,' Tony said. Steve nodded.

'You were pretty injured when we got back, the doctor fixed you up but then Charles the leader of the group in the warehouse, he came back and nearly killed you. He stabbed you in the stomach,' Steve said. Tony lifted his hands that were in bandages and felt his stomach, he had bandages on them as well. He flinched a little and looked at Steve.

'Where's Charles?'

'He's locked up in jail, don't worry,' Steve told him. He leaned forward and kissed Tony on the forehead. Tony winced away and little bit but let Steve kiss him. Steve sat back down. Tony smirked at him.

'You look a mess you know,' Tony told him. Steve smiled and raised an eyebrow at Tony.

'Really, have you looked in the mirror lately,' Steve asked. Last time Tony looked in a mirror he had saw the flash of a blade which he later got stabbed with. Tony shrugged, his stomach hurting as he did.

'How long have I been out?' Tony asked. Steve thought about it for a couple of seconds.

'About five days,' Steve told Tony. 'And I have not moved since then,' Steve told Tony.

'Your too clingy,' Tony mumbled with a smirk on his face. Steve smiled at him and took Tony's right hand into his left one. Tony closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Everything was going to be alright.

Bruce opened the door to the hospital room. The group had finally dragged Steve out of the room, so the soldier could get a decent night sleep. It was around midi night. Thor looked up at Bruce and nodded, giving the doctor a smile. Thor stood up and walked out of the room. Bruce went to sit in the chair that Thor had been sat in. About ten minutes into having sat down, Tony mumbled something. Bruce opened his eyes and looked at the genius. He eyes were still closed. The genius made a face of discomfort. Bruce leaned forward.

'Tony?' Bruce asked, putting his hand on Tony's shoulder. The genius rolled his head to the right.

'Tony?' Bruce said a bit louder this time. Tony's eyes flickered open, fear in his eyes. After a couple of second's he remembered where he was. He saw Bruce and his face broke out into a massive grin. He tilted his head to the side a little and look at Bruce.

'Did you call me a selfish bastard?' Tony asked with a smirk. Bruce shrugged.

'Probable,' Bruce said. Tony grinned even wider. He leaned back into the pillows, he had demanded them to get from his room in the tower. If he was going to be here long, which he was, he might as well be comfy. Bruce sighed.

'How your feeling?' Bruce asked him. Tony smirked, with his eyes closed.

'Like I've been to hell and back,' Tony said. 'But other then that, I'm feeling like a could run a marathon,' Tony said.

'You probable did go to hell and back Tony. You came me quiet a scare when we were trying to save you,' Bruce mumbled. Tony grinned.

'Yeah, well what can I say,' Tony said, opening his eyes and looking at Bruce. 'Thanks bro,' Tony said, then closed his eyes again. Bruce smiled and leaned back in the chair. Tony's mind drifted off to Steve. He smiled and let sleep take him.

Last chapter, and I tried to make it a long one just for you. I would like to thank Jimenush for all the reviews you have given me on this story. Thanks a lot. Hope you all enjoyed it.