Blackbird

*(Y/N)'s POV*

Don't hate me, I know its been a while, but I'm in qurantine till tuesday so I'm writing another chapter finally

21 Days.
It had been 21 Days since ... it happened.
After the fight in Wakanda we had all gone back to the compound and tried finding Tony, Peter and the Doc. We hoped they hadn't been turned to dust too, yet since then no message came through. We had also gone into the city. New York had gotten the most damage, especially areas surrounding the sanctum and the Avengers Tower. People had lost homes, families and ...hope.
We had lost.
Pepper was devastated, being in her 8th month pregnant and without a trace of her husband, she was barely holding onto sanity. And me? I barely did too. I had gone back home with Steve to check on Pops only to discover he had been blipped too. The Blip. Thats how remaining news anchors decided to call Thanos' attack on humanity. After I had found out about Pops I had lost it truly. I went into some sort of 1 week trance, barely existing. Steve had let me be, he was in his own world, taking one step at the time he tried staying positive and after some time he decided he had to force himself back into society. So he made us go to work. We helped where we could: Building homes back up, clean up debris off the city, help take care of children while their parent got some time to deal with their own heart ships. 

Rhodey had gone off some time ago to search for Fury, Hill or Ross. Hell anyone from S.H.I.E.L.D really. If one of them was even here still. Bruce had retreated in his lab in search of answers on what was happening in the universe. I had spent most of my time divided between Peppers apartment and mine and Steves rooms in the Compound. Mine and Steves relationship was stronger then ever, so I guess one positive thing did come out of this situation. Carol had come by after the attack to tell us that everything that happened on earth had happened elsewhere too and then she went off searching for anything and anyone that may be stranded in space.
Now it was Day 22. Still no trace of Tony. Nat, Pepper and everyone that was left had come to the compound to debrief on everything we had done since the Blip. We did loose half the team but the World, well what was left of it, still needed the Avengers and we couldn't leave them hanging.
Steve and I had gone back to our floor to freshen up a bit before leaving to take Pepper home when we suddenly saw the small bathroom mirror shaking as Steve was patting dry his clean shaven face with a towel. He steadies it and then looks around, as do I, both searching foe the rumbling sound we heard.

'Guys! Get down here right fucking now! A ship is landing, it's Carol!'

Natashas exited voice from the coms brought us out of our trance and back into motion. I hurried and tugged a big sweater over my head before Steve took my hand, dragging me out towards the elevator.
As we got outside a dark ship emerged slowly from behind the compound towards the landing zone. Pepper was already outside, as were Nat, Bruce and Rhodey. We gaze towards the ship as Denvers lowers it slowly onto the ground, supporting it from underneath. The doors of the ship open and stairs lower to the ground. Two bodies appear, the first is a blue-skinned woman helping another person. A human, a really thin and malnourished huma- oh god. I realized it was Tony, the moment our eyes connected, he looked so thin and deadly it scared me to the bone. I ran towards him, helping the blue-skinned woman to transport Tony onto the solid ground. Tony glances around himself, his eyes full of disbelieve, sadness and defeat. As he grabs onto my shoulders for support he says: 'Couldn't stop him.' As I walk him towards Pepper I whisper that neither could I. Tony stopped suddenly as if searching for the right words until finally... 'I lost the kid, Tiny.' Peter. Realization hit me. The spaceship, Peters MoMa visit he had told me about, Thanos attack at the Sanctorium... Peter had gotten blipped.
Steve had reached us, I was still unable to get a word out.
'Tony, we all lost.', Steve had taken over after seeing me struggle to hold Tony. I let go of him, leaving him for Pepper to take over. They hugged and reunited, yet the joy was brief because soon everyone was around Tony, helping him get inside. I turned towards the ship seeing Rocket, the rodent that had come back with Thor, sitting next to the woman, holding her hand.
'Hey, you. Wanna come back inside? Maybe get yourself warm, clean up a bit?'
The woman walked towards me and as she did I realized she looked more like a girl, grieve striking her every feature. 'I would appreciate that, thank you. My name is Nebula.'
'I'm (Y/N), you can call me Tiny.'
The time between the Blip and now, I had realized how important the little things were. I had started appreciating my nickname since it reminded me of Tony and Pops so now as often as I could I introduced myself with the nickname. It made every conversation feel homey somehow.
We shook hands and then followed everyone inside into the common room.
'I lost my sister, you know.' Nebulas voice broke at the word sister, I knew what she must feel, Pops got blipped.
'My father got blipped too.'
'No you don't understand. She is gone forever. Gamora and my father left together after he got the reality stone. I know what has to happen to get the soul stone. She is dead, Tiny. I'll never see her again.' A sob left her, making me feel queasy. This girl seemed so mature from the outside yet here she was, trusting a stranger with her story. I hugged her before we got into the common room. She was hesitant at first, as if she couldn't believe someone was comforting her. 'You know, Thanos wasn't always this obsessed and cruel, once upon a time he was a good father. I don't know what happened that changed him this much...'
Nebula was hurting so much yet I didn't know how to help her.
'We'll get him you know. We will avenge your sister as we will avenge everyone that has gone missing after this ... mess. Her death won't be marked as a mere means to an end.'
'Thank you, (Y/N). Tony was right about you.', a small tear rolled down her cheek before she could stop it. 'I'll be right back.' And as she disappeared towards the bathrooms I went back to the others. Inside Rhodes had started a meeting about everyone gone missing since the blip.
'It's been 23 days since Thanos came to Earth.' Projected photos show pictured of Sam, Strange, Bucky, Wanda ...and Peter.
Natasha sniffled a little before explaining the inpact on the governments. 'The parts that are still working, are trying to take a census and it looks like he did.. He did exactly what he said he'd do. Thanos whipped out 50% of all living creatures.'
Tony sat there thinking, pain still in his eyes but slowly being replaced with anger. After Steve and Pepper had gotten him inside he got hooked up on some devices to give him back his strength. 'Where is he now? Where?' 'We don't know. He just opened a portal and walked through.' In his wheel chair, Tony points at Thor. 'What is wrong with him?' Rocket laughed a bitter laugh, getting up and walking around the room. 'Oh he's pissed, He thinks he failed, which of course he did,...but you know there's a lot of that going around, ain't there? His slimy brother and his best friend got blipped.'
'Honestly, until this exact second I thought you were a
Build-a-bear.' 'Cmon Tony we've been hunting Thanos for three weeks now. Deep space scans and satellites and we got nothing. Tony, you fought him.' Steve was now next to me again, his arm around my waist, holding tight as if to shield me from the conversation.
'Who told you that? I didn't fight him. No, he wiped my face with a planet while the Bleecker Street magician gave away the store. That's what happened. There was no fight, 'cause he's not beatable.'
Anger took over me, making me feel useless and incapable. My fist connected with the round table we were all sitting around. 'Did he give you any clues, any coordinates, anything?' Tony sputters, dismissing my question. 'I saw this coming a few years back. Remember when Wanda had us all in her sneaky little claws? I had a vision. I didn't wanna believe it. Thought I was dreaming...' Steve shook his head with disbelieve, looking at Tony with disappointment. 'Tony I need you to focus.' 'And you know what I need? I need to shave.' He tried getting up from his wheelchair, stuttering something about a suit of armor around the world while trying to remove his catheters from his arms. As he hyperventilated he continued making his point about why we lost. As he lost balance, Rhodes tried to get him back into his wheelchair, Tony still struggling against the help he's getting. 'But that's what we do, right? We loose? Our best work after the fact? We're the 'Avengers'. We're the 'Avengers' not the 'Prevengers'. Right?' Rhodey forced him into the chair making him finally sit down. 'I got nothing for you Cap. No clues, no strategies, no options. Zero. Zip. Nada.' Tony tears the arch reactor of his chest breathing shakily and puts it in Steves hand. 'Here, take this. You find him, you put that on... you hide.'
'Okay. Tony, sit back down, right the fuck now. We now what you lost. In some way you lost more then others. But we can still get everyone back. We just need a plan. Pepper take him to the hospital wing and help Bruce get him back to his strength, after we can make a plan and act on it.