Tony always kind of liked the rain, he found something soothing in the sound of the droplets hitting his umbrella. So when the office where today's meeting was being held wasn't that far from Avenger's Tower, Tony had decided to walk in the rain.
"Steve, would you calm down already?" Tony huffed into his cell phone, "I have an umbrella."
"It's still early spring Tony, just don't get sick." The Captain then hung up on his husband.
"Love you too." Tony said shoving his phone back in his pocket. He strolled down the surprisingly uncrowded New York street in slow pace, savoring the sounds and smells of the rain. The sky wasn't all that dark but the sun was definitely going down behind the dark rain clouds. Tony checked his watch, 5:45PM.
Thoughts of today's event and of his son, Peter waiting for him at home, passed by his mind as he made his way down the block. He heard some rummaging in the alleyway coming up on his left, but paid it no mind, thinking he could handle whatever was there if something should pop out.
As he approached the alley, a man dressed in a dirty brown jacket with hood up, sprinted out of the shadows and almost ran into Tony. The man stopped in front of Tony for a moment before going around, he was carrying a jacket in one arm and a pair of sneakers in the other. Tony thought he must've just gotten them from a dumpster or trash can in the alley, but as he glanced into the shadows the man came from he saw nothing but a smaller version of his only son, Peter.