Out Of Time

hundred thirteen

Y/N woke up, already knowing where she was. Her hand immediately went to her stomach as her eyes replayed the fighting she had witnessed. Her heart beat quickened as she relived those terrible moments. The monitors she was connected to warned the medical staff outside. Helen and her nurses rushed in.

"Y/N," Helen called. "I need you to breathe."

"My... I... the baby..." Y/n stammered through the struggle. "Is my baby.... It is okay?"

~~~

The waiting would always be the worst for Tony, especially when it came to Y/N. The pacing was paired with the constant worrying and need to be kept busy. So by the time Dr. Cho came out of the med-bay, Tony had developed braces for Rhodey's now paralyzed legs and FRIDAY was already building them.

Rhodey had joined Tony in the waiting, via wheelchair, with Happy and Pepper joining as well.

"This is not your fault, Tony," Pepper said, softly. "She made the decision not to tell you about the baby and to go to Siberia."

Tony chuckled, darkly. "I'm sorry, Pep, but you're wrong," Tony retorted. "It's all my fault... She didn't say anything because of the Accords. Then I was forcing her to side with me or her brother and her first love.... I know her. She got too caught up in it all.... And that's my fault. Like everything... My fault."

"Tony," Helen called, exiting the med-bay.

Tony, Happy, and Pepper all stood. Tony rushed up to Helen, hands nervously in front of him and eyes pleading with her already.

"Just tell me, Helen," Tony said, voice already broken.

"I'm sorry, it-it didn't make it, Tony." Putting a hand over his mouth, he stepped back. "I'm so sorry."

"Oh my..." Pepper gasped, grasping onto Happy to keep herself up.

"Y/N is..." Helen paused with a sigh. "She's not taking it well."

"I want to see her," Tony stated. "Can I see her?"

"You can. But I don't know if she's willing to talk."

"I don't care. I just need to be there."

Helen nodded in understanding. "She's in the room, second to the right."

"We'll be out here if either of you need anything," Rhodey stated.

All Tony could do was nod before shakily making his way to the room Y/N was being kept in. The blinds were down, so he was unable to peek into the room before entering. His palm was sweating as he placed his hand on the door knob. There was a tenor in his hand as he twisted the door knob. Tony's heart dropped to his feet in a thousand pieces as his eyes took in the room.

"No." Tony took a careful, uncoordinated steps to the bed. His knees gave way next to the bed, hands grasping at the sheets. "FRIDAY?"

"I'm sorry, boss. I have no way to track her. Miss Rogers is gone."

~~~

"Pick up, pick up, pick up..." Tony muttered, holding the phone tightly to his ear.

"Stark, I really don't have time for you-"

"Coulson, I need you to be honest with me... Is Y/N with you?"

"I really don't think that-"

"Is. Y/N. With. You?"

Coulson paused with a sigh. Tony impatiently waited, tapping his foot as his thoughts ran a mile a minute. His eyes were dry and red from the tears he had allowed himself to shed. The hard exterior shell that the great Tony Stark had built up was crumbling. He had lost his team-his friends, found out the truth about his parents death, and lost the child he didn't know about all in the same day. And now, he couldn't find the love of his life, who had to be hurting just as much, if not more, than he was.