It didn't hurt the way I thought it would. I hear him scream. Feel him push me out of the way, but it's too late. The blast hits its mark.

My knees give out and he catches me. He always does. I'm in his arms now. He has his hand on the wound, trying to stop the bleeding, but we both know it's too late.

He takes his mask off and I can see his face. He's crying now. I think I am too, but I can't feel much. I do feel his heart beating. He's begging me to stay. Tells me he loves me.

I reach up and touch his face. My eyes get heavy and I let my hand fall to his chest. I can feel the heat from the arc reactor. I still feel his heart beating. I love you. Always. I let go and slip away.