"I WAS BORN WITH MY HEART ON MY SLEEVE, FIRE IN MY SOUL, AND A MOUTH I CAN'T CONTROL."
In which only one of the Cunningham sisters will make it out alive.
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Iris would've appreciated space's beauty if it weren't so damn terrifying. That, and the fact they were on a timer, if the three of them didn't get back to breathable oxygen in the morning, they wouldn't breathe oxygen again.
That was a sobering thought.
But Carol made good on her promise. Iris watched as space flew by at a stupidly fast pace. She had no idea how Carol was doing, but all that mattered was that she was. She had a few theories, of which she'd taken up with Tony (She was running out of conversation starters) and they agreed on none.
Iris' favorite was that Carol was pushing the ship herself, flying it through the expanse of space with her powers. Damn the engines not working, she could do it herself.
Tony's personal favorite, on the other hand, was that there were dozens of mini-Carols flying the ship.
Iris had burst out laughing when Tony suggested it, and he cracked a grin too until she started coughing violently.
He nearly jumped out of his chair, shouting for Nebula, who scampered into the room. Iris waved one of her hands, shooing them away, try to tell them she was fine.
But when she moved away from the arm she'd coughed into, there was a streak of crimson, it contrasted sharply with her sickly, white skin.
She looked up, a little taken aback. Tony looked back in shock and immense concern. "You need medical attention, now."
"I suppose you can direct me to the nearest hospital?"
Tony rolled his eyes, gritting his teeth as he rose from his chair. "Cm' here, I need to make sure your lung isn't punctured."
"Oh, so you're a doctor now?"
Tony looked furious, and Nebule watched close by, in case one of them collapsed again.
"Not the time to joke, Supergirl. If you die on this ship, I'm gonna be ticked." Tony didn't say he'd be heartbroken, but Iris could hear it in his tone.
So there was Tony and Nebula, hovering around her, making sure she didn't pass out on a whim or start coughing up a fit.
"Do your ribs hurt? At all?"
"Other than the fact they're sore like the rest of my body, no."
"Any stabbing pain?"
"No, sir."
Tony rolled his eyes at that last comment. "Any pain when I press here?" He touched her right side
