Steve Rogers

Steve rammed his fists into the punching bag. Punch after punch, kick after kick. After a particularly powerful swing, the bag burst open, sand spilling out to join the grains from the four bags before. Steve sighed and unhooked the bag from the ceiling, tossing it to the side with the others.

Destroying punching bags like there's no tomorrow isn't going to bring him back. Steve woefully thought to himself. Even so, it helped to be able to his feelings out in a way that would only harm punching bags, as well as Tony's bank account (but hardly so).

It had only been around 24 hours since the battle. Natasha had locked herself in her room. Steve was pretty sure he heard her shooting at the targets Tony had made for her. Clint wouldn't come down from the roof even though it had been pouring and thundering relentlessly since he died. Bruce was currently in the Hulk cage, switching between himself and the Other Guy. Tony hadn't come out from his lab.

Steve had made sure that they all ate and drank, leaving food outside their doors (or on the roof, or dropping it inside the Hulk cage via a special contraption invented by Tony). Yet, he himself ate very little. Yes, with his increased metabolism he needed more calories per day than the normal human, but this also meant he could last longer without the proper supplements. Every time Steve opened the cabinet, he could see Thor's boxes of Pop-Tarts, which he didn't have the heart to eat, even though they were running low on food. Thor had been introduced to the Midgardian treat with Darcy, Dr. Selvig, and his girlfriend, Jane. Wait. Does Jane know?

SHIELD had made sure that the news didn't go public until after the funeral, which they were sure would happen in Asgard. "JARVIS, has anyone told Jane Foster about Thor?" Steve asked the AI. After a second, he received his response.

"No, sir, I do not believe Ms. Foster has been made aware of the fact, for she is at an isolated SHIELD astrophysics laboratory in Kansas."

"Alright... then I guess I might as well be the one to tell her... Can you make sure that everyone else is... ok?"

"Yes sir, I believe that it is within my programming to be able to do so. I shall alert you of any incidents that may occur."

"Ok, thanks JARVIS."

"You're welcome, sir." And with that, Steve set off to complete the hardest mission he had ever completed in his entire life.