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A/N: I haven't seen the Endgame trailer and I don't have any plans to do so because I don't want to know anything when I watch the movie. But despite my efforts to avoid tagged stuff, I saw a gif of Tony inspiring this little series.

Soft lips gently pressed against Tony's own, rousing him from sleep.

Looking strangely more beautiful than usual, Pepper was gazing down at him, a small smile on her face, the kind she wore whenever he did something amusing.

"About time you woke up. We're late."

Tony blinked groggily. He couldn't remember falling asleep the night before. His thoughts were like a thick fog he couldn't see through.

Come to think of it, he couldn't remember much of the previous day except that he had a feeling he needed to be somewhere. But where?

Slowly he sat up and that's when he noticed that Pepper was dressed.

Not that she was usually naked when she woke him, but she was really dressed.

She was wearing a gorgeous white beaded gown, with tulle bunching up around her legs making her appear to be sitting on a cloud.

She laughed softly as Tony's gaze swept over her. She knew exactly the effect her appearance was having on him.

"You going somewhere, gorgeous?" Tony asked, shoving his thoughts aside for a minute and playing with the tulle.

"Yeah," Pepper feigned a frown. "I'm getting married today but my fiance's late."

Tony started. "That's today?"

"Uh-huh. And like I said, we're late."

Tony jumped to the floor, surprising Pepper, and rounded the bed.

He took Pepper's hands and pulled her to her feet.

"What are you doing?" Pepper asked when Tony ushered her out the door.

"I'm not supposed to see you before the wedding!"

"But you already have!"

Yes and Tony barely even noticed that it was a wedding dress. He's a jerk.

Tony shook his head and tapped his temple.

"Yes, that's why I'm unseeing you!" Then he closed the door just as Pepper tried arguing with a "Tony!"

"Get to the church! I'll meet you there!" Turning away from the door, he huffed. "I can't believe I'm late to my own wedding!"

With great speed, he went to his closet. Thank God his suit was where it needed to be. He really didn't have time to go around looking for it.

He gave himself a quick sniff and decided he could do without a shower.

Taking his clothes off, he said, "Friday, this is so on you. You have one job in the morning!"

"You told me to wake you when you've arrived!" replied the AI like it was more his fault than hers that he overslept.

Tony's eyebrows furrowed in between buttoning up his dress shirt. "Arrived where? Friday, I was asleep. I was arriving absolutely nowhere except the awakened state."

"Those were your orders, boss."

Snapping on his bowtie, Tony asked, "And where was I supposed to be arriving at?"

"Home."

Tony shook his head. "Doesn't make sense, Fri. Something's wrong with you. Run a sweep for bugs."

After he finished dressing up, he took the elevator to the garage.

Now he knew why he woke up feeling a little off. He was late!

He got into the car and told Friday to set the church's address in the GPS.

"And how's the bug search doing?" He asked, pulling out into the main road.

"There's nothing wrong with me, boss."

Tony made a face at the dashboard. "Friday, you told me you would wake me when I was home. And I was at home. Try your location signal."

"No bugs there too, boss. My system's clean. Even language."

"Doesn't make sense," Tony said to himself.

"It's what you told me to do. I'm just following orders."

"I never ordered-when? When did I tell you to do that?"

"Last night."

"Last night? Friday, I don't-" Tony had no recollection of last night.

He sighed.

He must have been pretty wasted on the bachelor party, assuming he had one last night.

He looked at the GPS and did a double take when he saw that he was nowhere in the church's neighborhood and was following a completely different route.

"Friday, where are we going?"

"Home," she said again.

Mild panic shot through Tony. He was already late to the ceremony and if he didn't show up any minute now-Pepper's going to kill him.

"Enough with home already! Friday, I'm late!"

He did a sharp turn and headed back to the church, ignoring the GPS completely.

"Pepper's going to be furious! Just because she wasn't angry this morning doesn't mean she'll-" Tony broke off, realizing something. "Huh."

Pepper wasn't angry this morning.

He was late to their freaking wedding and she just sat there. Smiling.

Something was wrong.

Friday didn't wake him because she said her orders were to do so only when he got home.

But if he had been in bed at home and she still hadn't woken him up-

A chill ran through Tony.

"Friday?"

"Yes, boss?"

"Replay last night's log."

There was silence and then Tony heard himself in the car's speakers.

"Day 1 in space. Smurfette is still insisting we head to the nearest planet and get me some medical attention. But I told her I wasn't going to be late to my wedding because my boss is gonna kill me. That's you, by the way, Pep. And don't worry, I'm not really in need of medical aid. I can still make it. I think.

Besides, I told Blue's Clues that she can play with all of my toys if she helps me get home and she's all for it." There was a deep weary sigh and some awful sounding cough. "I'm okay. But I think I'm gonna lie down for a bit. Wake me when we're home, alright, Fri?"

The log ended and Tony sat in his car, barely registering that he was still driving albeit in some sort of autopilot mode.

Tony pulled over and realized he was already right outside the church.

Rhodey was outside, waiting for him, looking extremely harried.

"Where have you been?" he shouted at Tony who didn't answer.

He couldn't remember being in space. And who the hell was Smurfette and Blue's Clues?

Rhodey pulled him out and Tony stumbled.
"Are you drunk? Jeez, man! You didn't even drink last night! How are you drunk?"

Tony suddenly turned to Rhodey. "We went out last night?"

Rhodey frowned at him. "Tones, are you okay?"

Tony shook his head. "I can't remember some things."

"So, you forgot you were getting married." Rhodey slowly shrugged. "I guess it happens even to the best of us. But right now, your bride is waiting at the altar for you to walk down the aisle. Let's not disappoint, shall we?"

Tony forced a nod. He imagined Pepper, looking more beautiful than this morning, waiting for him in church, hoping that image would calm him down. They were going to get married. This was it. This was his dream.

But Tony couldn't get his legs moving. It didn't feel right. This wasn't where he was supposed to be.

"Rhodes,"

"Tony,"

Tony shook his head. "I need to go home."

"Tony, nothing is more important than what's on the other side of that door. Whatever you forgot, we can get it later, alright?"

Tony shook his head, the foreign feeling rising in his chest, threatening to choke him. "I need to go home. Pepper's waiting for me. I need to-"

"Your home is right there, Tones." Rhodey pointed at the double doors. "Pepper's your home."

Feeling sick, Tony turned on his heels. He could feel the bile in his throat. Didn't Rhodey say that Tony didn't even drink last night?

Tony took in some air, hoping it'd quell the nausea.

It didn't.

Not right now! Not in his Armani suit!

In Peter Quill's spaceship, Tony abruptly woke and leaned over the bed. It didn't take long.

His stomach contracted and he threw up blood and bile on the floor.

Yep. He needed medical attention.

A/N: Like I said, I haven't seen the trailer and I have no plans to do so. So, this is all pure speculation. Please don't comment spoilers. Thanks.