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Chapter 25

Bruce had his head in his hands. elbows on his knees. He was staring at the floor, not wanting to look up. He took a deep breath and tried to calm the other guy that was trying to break through but Bruce just shut the door on him. Bruce closed his eyes and tried to think clear... but his mind slowly wondered back to what had happened on the jet.

Bruce ran up into the jet with the medics in front of him. Bruce stood next to Tony's head and noticed that Tony was still wake. His eyes rolling around trying to understand what was happening. Bruce checked Tony's head over, looking for any cuts on his head that was being hidden by his thick brown hair. The only thing Bruce saw was Tony's broken nose. Bruce looked at Tony.

"Hey... Tony it's me Bruce," Bruce told him. Tony's attention slowly turned to the voice and Bruce smiled at him. The corner of Tony's mouth curled up in a weak smile.

"I'm going to have to re position your nose because it's broken, ok? This may hurt but... you've had worst right," Bruce said trying to keep Tony awake. "Is that ok?" Bruce asked placing his fingers int the right position to snap Tony's nose back into shape.

"...Y-yeah," Tony was able to say as the jet started to raised. The other doctor's around Tony were hocking him up to the heart monitor and also trying to stop the blood from the bullet.

"Ok...1...2...3!" Bruce said and snapped Tony's nose back into place. He got a little grunt from Tony, but Tony was too tired for anything else. It was only fixing his nose, but that was all Bruce could do, Tony may think of him as a proper doctor and a theorist, Bruce cringed remembering a couple of months ago when Tony was telling Bruce all about his life.

Bruce stepped back to let the doctor place the oxygen mask over Tony's mouth and fixed nose. Tony sucked in the air, ignoring the pain from his lungs. He was sure he had water in them. Tony's brain then picked up the Bruce had stepped away.

"B-Bru," Tony tired to talk pulling the oxygen mask off but it was quickly placed back on his face by the one man he had tried to call.

"Everything is ok Tony," Bruce said. Tony's vision blurred and Bruce's face was coming in and out of focus. For another ten minutes everything was going... 'well'. But after about 15 minutes everything went down hill. Bruce had been stood at Tony's head, out of the way when it happened. Tony's eyes, which had been looking at Bruce, rolled into the back of his head as the monitor started to beat faster and faster. The doctors started shouting at each other as Tony started to jerk.

"He's going into cardiac arrest!" One of the five doctors said. Bruce as told to step back and Bruce did so straight away. One of the two nurse there grabbed the oxygen and started to pump the oxygen into Tony.

"Clear!" One doctor shouted placing the electric panels onto the oranges things that one of the doctors had placed on Tony's bear chest. The nurse pulled the oxygen mask away from Tony's mouth and then...

Tony's body jolted up, but nothing happened. The nurse placed the oxygen mask back on Tony's mouth, pumping the oxygen into his body. The doctor charged the panels and then shouted clear doing the same thing he had done again. Tony's body jolted up once more and his heart rate went back to doctors and nurses all sighed in relieve but went straight back into it as Tony's heart gave in once again.

Bruce had stepped backwards and his legs had given in so he fell back onto the seat behind him. He stared at Tony who looked so helpless. Bruce's hands and legs started shaking as he saw his best friend fight for his life.

"Bruce," Rhodey said. Bruce looked up and saw Rhodey stood in front of him holding out a cup of coffee. Rhodey had come back with three cups of coffee in each hand and another one held in between his arm and stomach. He had given everyone else's cups of coffee and was now waiting for Bruce to that's his cup.

"T-Thanks," Bruce said, taking his cup of coffee but not taking a sip. Rhodey flashed him a smile but his face went back straight and cold as he went to sit on the floor, with his back against the wall.. He had sat away from everyone, keeping his eyes on the door to Tony's room at all times.

Coulson let the medics step out of the interrogation room and then Coulson stepped in. Hammer was curled up in a ball on the chair. His hands over his stomach and his head hung down on his chest. Coulson sat in the chair opposite him and stared at him. Hammer slowly looked up and smirked at Coulson. Coulson just glared at him not taking his shit.

"I would have let Rhodes kill you," Coulson said. "But that would just be too easy for you… Let you get away with it." Coulson added. Hammer looked at him.

"Get away with it," Hammer said. "I will just get someone to bail me out when you throw me in jail." Hammer said. "I have the money to." Coulson raised an eyebrow at him.

"Oh no, I won't be throwing you in pathetic police jail. You will be put in a very special jail," Coulson told him and Hammer just rolled his eyes and huffed at Coulson.

"Whatever…"

"No you don't know who serious this is Justin. I will be placing you in jail but you won't be able to get out…" Coulson said standing up. He turned to the door and took two steps before turning back around to look at Hammer.

"And if Tony ends up dying then I will personally make you pay," Coulson said and then walked out of the interrogation room. The guards outside locked the door.

Hammer glared at the door as it shut close, he then turned his attention into getting out of the room. He had a gun strapped to the bottom of his leg. It was uncomfortable but he could put up with it.

Tony's heart rate was beating fast. There was blood everywhere. Is covered the doctors scrubs and the table Tony was laying on. His skin was pale… too pale. His face was covered in mud and dust and the hot red blood. But through that you could see he was pale as a ghost.

The doctor to his left shouted something to do with a blood transfusion but Tony couldn't hear a lot of it. The beating in his eyes was too loud and he couldn't concentrate. He shook his head, making himself dizzy. He looked up at the white ceiling, the pain shooting through his body. The nurse leaned over him, so all he could see was her face, which was a complete blur of mixed colours but he could tell it was a woman.

"Mr Stark…" she said to him, her lips not matching the same time as the words that were hitting Tony's ears. "Mr… Stark… can… you… hear… me?" The women said to him her words, in Tony's mind, coming out slow. Tony blinked. He suddenly felt a the pain slowly easing from him.

"Mr Stark, stay with us," the nurse said. Tony blinked again not believing that the pain was leaving his body. His eyes rolled into the back of his head. He felt light, too light.

He took a shaky breath and he knew no more… darkness taking over him.

The door opened and everyone jumped up, Rhodey being the first because his eyes hadn't moved from the door for the past two hours. Everyone looked at the doctor, who's scrubs were covered in blood. The doctor looked tired and was a little out of breathe. No-one talked as the doctor closed the door, too quickly for anyone to see in. The doctor then turned to them all and began to speak…

"… I'm so sorry… we tried our best and…well…"

CLIFFHANGER!