IRON WATCH (adopted)

Part of the journey is the end

2nd person POV

"Everybody wants a happy ending, right? But it doesn't always roll that way. Maybe this time. I'm hoping if you... play this back, it's in celebration. I hope... families are reunited, I hope we... get it back, and something like a normal version of the planet has been restored. If there ever was such a thing. God, what a world. Universe, now. If you told me ten years ago that we weren't alone, let alone, you know, to this extent, I mean, I... I wouldn't have been surprised. But come on, you know? The... epic forces of darkness and light that have come into play. And, for better or worse, that's the reality Morgan's gonna have to find a way to grow up in."

You sat in the living room of your new home with your mom, Happy, Rhodey and your little sister, Morgan, Pepper, watching Tony's holographic message being projected from his Iron Man helmet.

You had been aware of your father being great at speeches but even this was a heroic way for him for his last words.

"So I thought I'd probably better record a little greeting... In the case of an untimely death on my part. I mean, not that, death at any time isn't untimely. This time travel thing that we're gonna try and pull off tomorrow, it's– it's got me scratching my head about the survivability of it all. That's the thing. Then again, that's the hero gig. Part of the journey is the end. What am I even trippin' for? Everything's gonna work out exactly the way it's supposed to. I love you 3,000." he said and ended the message.

You then walked outside. Your mom carried a wreath out of the house to an audience waiting for the intimate funeral, Morgan beside her. They layed the wreath on the lake. On top of the wreath was Tony's first arc reactor (which had been your idea actually) which your mom had once framed with the words "Proof That Tony Stark Has a Heart".

That day was actually supposed to be a was one but at a point, the whole event, the funeral, was great. Not because of the decorations or anything.
It was great because even people who had sometimes disagreed with your him had come, like Ross, or Hank. And even people who had never really met him,
like Hope's mom, or Danvers.

But soon enough, Happy and Morgan sat on a bench before the house, killing the time with talking.

"Even though I knew him well, I never thought I could know so little about him. He was a great man." Fury said.

"Thanks. I guess you're not the only one in that." I replied.

"And, all in all, I think we all had a surprise somewhere."

"I know. But... what are you gonna do now? I mean, it's everywhere peace now." I asked him.

"I guess the same thing as you. Enjoying peace, living my life. We all earned that. With our own hands."

"So, how's your sister doing?"

"Good, I guess. There's not many who are as tough as her at this age. She'll manage this."

"I'm counting on that."

"Well, it was nice to meet you, Nick."

"Call me like that again and I will make you regret it."

"Yeah, I don't care." you said to him.

"Hey Happy. Where's Morgan?" you said when you saw Happy came over to you.

"Yeah, she's fine. She's still outside. Hey, you want a cheeseburger too?"

"I would love a cheeseburger."

"The world needs now a new Iron Man, you know?"

"Yeah, about that... I got some ideas." you said.

"You know what? This isn't a game. I am serious. He would have wanted it that way. Do it for him. I will take care of everything, whatever it takes."

"Yeah. Whatever it takes."