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I start to walk back over. I'm shocked by what I see...

I see Tony. The stones floating into his hand and them settling in their rightful place.
"NO!" I scream, running over to him.
"And I...am...Ironman." He snaps and everything goes black. I get my vision back and all the aliens start to disappear, including Thanos. I run over to Tony, who's now barely awake on the ground.
"Uncle Tony..." I cry, squeezing his hand and sobbing while Pepper holds my back, also crying. "You're with Nat now." I whisper before walking away. Peter runs over and kneels in front of him.
"Mr Stark? Can you hear me? I-It's Peter..." He starts to cry, tears and blood mixing on his face. "We won...we won Mr Stark. I'm sorry...Tony." Pepper pulls him away and into my arms and I stroke his hair while he sobs into my shoulder.
"You can rest now." Pepper says before kissing his hand. We all surround him and before anyone knows it, Thor kneels in front of him, honouring him. Steve, T'Challa and everyone follows soon after before me and Peter are the last ones to join them. We all stay there before everyone starts to walk away, Steve and some of the others staying to help carry Tony onto one of the QuinJets.

TONY'S FUNERAL
I stand with Peter and May during the service. Steve also stands beside me, holding me.
I cry a little on nearly everyone's shoulder, mostly on Peter's. I go to Morgan and pick her up. We had gotten very close after everything happened and she was like a little sister to me. I sit down on the bench outside of Tony's cabin with Morgan on my lap and Happy next to us.
"You guys hungry?" He asks.
"I want cheeseburgers." Morgan says, smiling a little. Me and Happy look at each other, smiling and knowing Tony loved cheeseburgers.
"Let's go get some cheeseburgers then." I smile, squeezing Morgan.
"Guys! Can you come to the living room please?" Pepper summons me and Morgan. I nod and carry Morgan to the living room.
"What's up?" I ask, setting Morgan on the couch. Pepper, Happy, Rhodey, me and Morgan sit in the living area.
"I found this while looking through Tony's things." Pepper says, playing a hologram of Tony.

"So I thought I better record a little reading in case of an untimely death, on my part. I mean that not that any death at any time isn't untimely. This time travel thing that we're trying to pull off tomorrow is gonna mean that survivability is...small. Then again, that's the hero gig, part of the journey is the end. What am I even tripping for? Everything's gonna work out exactly the way it's supposed to...but if it doesn't. Peter, look after y/n, Morgan and Pepper for me. I know Morgan's gonna love you once she sees you can walk on the ceiling. y/n, on your 17th birthday, there's a letter in the bottom draw of your bedside table. That's my present to you, something I should've told you years ago but didn't want to basically bring your whole mood down so you can find out then...I love you all...3000."

He disappears and my mouth is hanging slightly. Peter's holding my shoulders, crying a little bit. Morgan curled up into a small ball on my lap, tugging at my dress a little and everyone else is crying.
"Shit..." I murmur to myself.
"What's wrong?" Peter asks.
"I gotta read that letter..." I stand up and put Morgan with her mom. I go to leave the house but Rhodey stops me.
"Move." I say sternly.
"y/n, you can't. Tony wants you to on your birthday." He says, trying to convince me.
"But what if it's something bad? Won't it just ruin my birthday?" I ask, raising my voice a little. "It said it would bring me down so I need to read it. Move." My powers linger on my fingers as I point it at Rhodey.
"It's ok, Rhodey. Let her go." Steve says in a calm voice. He moves and I run out the house, get in my car and drive home.
What is in that letter?

I get home and rush up to my room, not even taking my shoes off. I dig through my draws and eventually find the letter, with my name on it in Tony's handwriting. I start to tear up at the sight of it.
"I'm sorry Tony. But I have to read it." I say, thinking he could hear me. I rip open the letter and unfold it, my eyes flicking left to right whilst taking in the words. Oh. My. God.

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