Chapter 35: Waking Up

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RILEY'S POV:

"Who are you?" I asked confusedly.

They all looked at me with tears rolling down their eyes and a look of confusion.

"You don't remember us?"

I managed to crack up a smile, ignoring the pain I felt throughout my body.

"How can I forget my favourite people in the world," I chuckled.

"You're alive!" Tony exclaimed as he attacked me with a hug.

"Yeah, I was somewhere dark and I couldn't get out, I was trapped. Then I heard you and what you said. You were right, our story isn't over yet and I can't be the bitch who ruins our story."

Tony caressed my cheeks as he stared deeply into my eyes, a huge genuine smile plastered on his lips. I wiped the tear that had rolled down from his eyes.

"I thought I lost you. You were dead," said Tony, his voice breaking.

It pained me seeing him like this. My poor Tony, I've never seen him look this miserable.

"You'll never lose me," I promised him.

Tony kissed my forehead and cheeks before backing up to let everybody else near me.

"Thanks for pulling through you two," I said to Steve and Natasha who were wiping their eyes.

"Always," smiled Steve.

"What're families for," said Natasha as she gave my hand a small squeeze.

I then turned to Brian.

"Our names are cleared now and Trent is locked up. No more hiding and fearing on what he's going to do next," Brian informed me.

I sighed in relief. Trent may not be gone for good but at least he's locked up and can't bother me, for now.

"Where are my children?" I asked, realizing the absence I felt on my stomach.

"We'll go get them," Natasha said excitedly as she dragged Steve with him.

"Well the doctor is going to freak out when he hears you're alive," said Brian.

"Why? How did I even die?" I asked curiously.

I still feel shivers just thinking about how I was actually dead already.

"You were diagnosed with brain dead and now it seems like you're the first ever to survive from it," informed Tony.

I furrowed my brows in confusion. How is that even possible? Well the answer is no it's not possible. But how did I, out of all people survive? It just doesn't add up, it's not physically possible. I notice Brian looking as though he wanted to say something.

Before I could say anything, the doctor came in the room and looked at me as though he saw a ghost.

"Look I know you want to find out why and how I survived but I just want to see my children right now." I told him.

"Of course. Take your time," said the doctor before leaving.

Natasha and Steve came in the room. I felt my heart softened as I saw the babies in their arms. I sat up, ignoring the pain I felt. They both placed the babies on either side of my arms.

I felt tears streaming down my eyes. Tony wasn't wrong. They are the most perfect baby I've ever seen. I noticed how my baby girl got Tony's warm brown eyes and my baby boy got my blue-green eyes.

"They're perfect," I said, as I failed to hold back my tears.

"Did you name them?" I asked Tony.

"I was waiting for you," he smiled.

"Well we haven't really thought about it before," I chuckled.

I looked back at my beautiful set of twins. They were staring at me with their big eyes, filled with curiosity. I've never met any babies this quiet, usually they'd be crying a lot.

"How about you guys just name one each?" suggested Natasha.

Tony and I looked at each other with a smile as we gave each other a nod.

"I call naming our son!" Tony said hurriedly.

I rolled my eyes playfully at him. He picked up my son from my arms. I focused my attention back to my baby girl.

"Elizabeth Natalia Stark," I smiled.

"Anthony Jacob Stark Jr," I heard Tony say.

I heard 'aww' coming from Natasha, Steve, and Brian. More tears rolled down my eyes as I thought of Jacob. My best friend. The only person, other than Tony, who knew every single thing about me and who I trusted with my whole life. I knew he would've loved to be here.

Jacob, David, and Phil. They all talked about this moment, no matter how much I told them I wasn't going to have children, they called it. I'm glad that they were right. As I looked at my beautiful children and Tony, I felt complete. I finally felt that contention that I've been trying to find my whole life.

*LATER*

After I let a bunch of doctors examine me, there were still no clear answer as to how I was able to come back from the dead.

Somehow the word got out into the whole world about my situation and now everybody knows about how I gave birth to a set of twins and how I resurrected from the dead.

"Look I didn't want to say anything until it was just the 3 of us," piped up Brian.

We are currently in Tony's Audi, on our way go home to Tony's mansion.

"What do you mean?" I asked Brian.

"I think you were resurrected because of your necklace." said Brian, confusing me.

"Is this a joke?" asked Tony, confused as I am.

"I'm being serious. After Tony said his speech and everything, the stone in your necklace started glowing and sent out a mist onto your chest, then after that you woke up." Brian informed us.

I furrowed my brows as I took off my necklace and stared at the turquoise stone. There must be something special about his stone, mostly when Trent had pointed it out before. But what exactly? I've had this necklace since my mother gave it to me before she died. What power does this stone exactly possess?

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