A/N: I forgot to put in a disclaimer in the first chapter, which was really stupid of me because I'm already broke and can not get sued, so I stuck one in this chapter- I do not own any Marvel characters, just this story and MY characters that I randomly slide in.
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Rain
They never really had time to grieve Phil's death during the war, but now that everything was over, the reality of everyone they lost was overwhelming. Bruce stood next to her, holding onto her hand as if it was his life source, while she kept her head bowed, as if the simple action would hide the salty tracks of water that ran down her cheeks, dripping off her chin.
"The sky is crying for him," she kept on muttering, and even though Bruce was a genius, he agreed with her, because for once, he didn't have the heart to tell her that it was only raining.