Chapter 148

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Tony's POV

The first thing I register is the sounds of a heart monitor. I know that I'm back in the hospital bed at the compound. I vaguely remember losing it at Steve before collapsing. I can't even bring myself to be embarrassed by my outburst. It was all too much. I'd lost Marlie and Rosie, then seeing Steve for the first time since our falling out. It was too much. I just lost it.

I don't even want to open my eyes. If I wake up, I know I'll have to face the reality of a world without my wife and oldest daughter, I don't think I can do it. Being awake hurts to much and my weakened body is just a reminder of how broken I am.

Eventually, though I do open my eyes. Not for myself, but for the twins. They are the only reason I'm living for now. They are my only priority. When I open my eyes, I'm shocked to see Natasha standing in the room staring out the window.

I cleared my throat drawing her attention. "To what do I owe this unexpected visit." I asked her sarcastically.

She looked over at me and I don't think I've ever seen so many emotions from her before. It honestly scared me, but I refuse to show it. I could tell, just by looking at her that she had some news, and I wasn't gonna like it.

"We found Thanos. He's dead."

I looked at her in surprise. She said this in such a dejected tone that I couldn't help but feel like this wasn't a good thing. Instead of responding to her remark, I waited for her to deliver the rest of her news.

"He destroyed the stones. They're gone and there's no way to bring everyone back." She paused to collect herself as tears pooled in her eyes before continuing. "Marlie was wrong. There's no undoing this."

The feeling of grief that I've felt since the moment Marlie revealed her death to me, doubled and I can't speak. I can't take it. It's like the breathe has been knocked out of me. I can't speak. I can't move. I can barely breathe. I just sit there in silence as I try to fight back the tears threatening to fall.

Natasha seemed to sense my need to be alone and walked out. The moment she's gone, I let everything out. In the privacy of the room, I let myself feel everything. My grief eventually turned to anger. Marlie promised me that she wouldn't leave me. I told her that I couldn't live without her, and she went and broke her promise. She knowingly left me and the twins. What's even worse is that she probably knew about Rosie too. She let our daughter die alongside everyone else. She didn't stop any of this from happening like she said she would. She said she had a plan to make sure we won, and it didn't work. We lost and now I have to live in a world without her in it.

The sound of someone entering the room, jarred me from my thoughts. I quickly wipe my face with my hands and try to compose myself. I then looked over and saw that it was Bruce, who'd walked in. He can over carry a glass of green liquid. He walked over to my bed side and offered me the glass. I grabbed it from him and took a sip. I immediately spit it back out into the cup.

"What the hell is that? It tastes awful." I say in disgust as I give the liquid a sniff.

"It's Xorrian elixir. Carol brought it. It's supposed to restore your strength quicker."

I gave Bruce a skeptical look, before downing the whole glass. It tasted like barf mixed with rotten fish, but if it would help get me back on my feet, I'd take anything. I needed my strength back so I could properly care for the twins.

"That was disgusting." I said trying not to gag as I place the empty glass on the bedside table.

I then looked up at Bruce's sullen face. "Is it true? Are the stones gone?"

Bruce just gave me a nod in response as he sat down in the chair next to my bed. I let out a tired sigh before changing the subject.

"Where are my kids?"

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