After the War

The Road to Recovery

"OK, I need a break." said James. He sat down where he was and let out a huge sigh.

"C'mon, Rhodey. You can't be tired this fast. You have a long way to go if you want to walk on your own again," Tony walked over to the mini-fridge. He grabbed two Cokes and sat on the floor next to James. He gave James one can and cracked the other open. James gave him a look.

"Tony, it's only been a week since I got injured. I'll be fine, but not if you keep pushing me like this. I might break, bruise, or pull something else," James said calmly. The fact that he couldn't walk didn't seem to phase him. He took it as more of an opportunity to boss people around and make them do things for him. Sometimes he liked to mess with the others and get a good laugh out of it. But not with Natasha. He definitely learned his lesson there.

"Have you ever heard of the saying, 'get well soon'? Well, that's what I'm trying to do, I'm trying to help you get better soon. You should be thanking me," Tony reasoned.

"James took a sip of his Coke. "I'm not in a rush to get better. I'm fine with this."

"Yeah, you're fine, but I'm not. I feel so guilty seeing you every day, struggling to walk," admitted Tony.

"Well, technically, sir, it was my fault. I got distracted." Vision entered the room.

"Stop calling me, sir. You're not JARVIS anymore." Tony grimaced. "And it's my fault, Vision. If I hadn't gotten into this stupid war with Steve, nobody would have gotten hurt, physically or emotionally."

"Tony, I told you, it's not--"

"It's not what, James? It's not my fault? IT IS MY FAULT! DON'T YOU SEE THAT? IT'S ALL MY FAULT THAT ALL OF THIS HAPPENED!" Tony exploded. He got up and stormed out of the room. Vision and James stared at the door.

"So, are you going to go get him, or should I?" James asked Vision.

"I think it would be wise to leave Mr. Stark alone for some time."

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