I had angsty!Tony feels.

SPOILERS for Iron Man 3!

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She fell.

Her shout echoed up to his ears, lingering, drawing out as if the fall itself was slowing down just to torment him further.

Everything got cold. The dirty, salty sweat on his skin seemed to chill over, sending a rattle down his spine. His blood felt frozen. Even the flames licking upward towards his face no longer felt hot.

She fell.

Chaos encircled him. The air was filled with the sounds of his suits as they continued to target the heat signatures of Killian's soldiers. Parts of the ship crackled and exploded below him, desperate roars of battle reached his consciousness just in time to turn to meaningless whispers.

She fell.

He shivered as he stared into the blazing fire below. He blinked. Heaved in a shuddering breath and bowed his head, all cold blood and chilled skin and—

I'll catch you.

She fell.

Tony stood as the sound of clanging metal signaled Killian's approach behind him.

"A shame…I would have caught her."

I'll catch you.

I promise!

He ran.

Cold blood and chilled skin, shock and fury and loss and nothing, nothing at all, because he was nothing without her and there was simply nothing left to do but—

I don't have anyone but you…

Fight.

End it.

Kill him.

The fires below were as cold as his heart when Tony met the man's glowing red eyes and decided vengeful fury would be the last emotion he would ever feel.