No idea where this even came from.
So, review and read hope you like. A thousand Years I have not forgotten about, just don't have any good songs for it. :P
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It had been one of those missions where he seriously doubted anything else could go wrong. Then it did. It was almost a repeat of Afghanistan. He was captured, tortured, etc. Except, this time, Pepper's life was on the line.
Her body had been poisoned and the moron who had captured him had the cure.
It was simple, the arc reactor for the cure.
How could he say no?
He didn't remember waking up. It was more that the world suddenly came into focus. Bright lights and people talking in the backround, it was almost unnerving.
The first real pain he felt was in his chest.
When the world came into focus, so did the pain.
Forceful stabs, piercing through his abdomen. And it burned.
His breaths quickened as the pain fogged his mind. Tricking him into thinking he was in Afghanistan, and crap, why couldn't he breathe? All he wanted was air in his lungs… Then water, everywhere. In his lungs, in his mind, engulfing his body…
Then people were shouting. Everywhere. Why couldn't they leave him alone? He'd given them what he wanted…
He hadn't realized he had been screaming until someone was asking him to quiet down. Soft gentle hands caressed his face and untangled his hair. A scent so familiar and yet distant made its way through his nostrils and calmed him.
Why was it so familiar?
Then he wasn't in the cave. He was in a bed.
A hard…hospital bed?
He let his confusion slip as sleep took him again…
She watched him night and day.
He had been asleep the entire week, pale and weak in a hospital bed. And she couldn't do anything.
It had broken her heart when Rhodey was the one who was by her bed when she woke. Her eyes burned when he told her Stark had an old reactor in because he sacrificed his to save her. How he was in the hospital and should be fine but wasn't.
She was so used to him being a constant moving machine. Never sitting down, his mind a whirlwind of ideas and pain that never came out.
Watching him, then she could do nothing but whisper reassurances when he had nightmares. A usually energetic person shivering in a hospital.
Run her fingers through his hair and whisper to him when called for her in his sleep. Read his favorite books to fill in the silent void.
Nothing ever seemed enough. He wasn't going to wake alone again. Not after all that he had been through.
And that was a promise she intended to keep at all costs.
He was no stranger to weird dreams. He had so many nightmares he could make a horror movie. But this, the nightmare he was trapped in, was the worst that he had ever felt.
She was there.
In the cave with him, not Yinsen, but some lady that looked so familiar…
He had become accustomed to caring and worrying about her in his dreams. At first, he was confused. He had never seen that red head in his life. But then she was caring in his torturing dreams. Her relief he yearned for.
This stranger, he could sometimes hear her.
When he wasn't dreaming he was in a void.
She was always there.
Whispering and caring. Had she been hired by Obie? Maybe he did know her…She felt so close in her distance. It was odd.
When he woke, the woman from his dreams was there.
Not wanting to wake her he took to observing his surroundings.
It was in vain.
"Tony!" She said, reaching out to touch his face.
Not meaning too, he recoiled from her touch. Regretting it as a look of pain touched her soft features.
"Tony?" She asked, voice rising in what he realized was an adorable way, "Honey, what's wrong?"
He paused, shocked by the comfortable nickname from this stranger, "Do I know you?"
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Hawk