Kim had Rode in the ambulance with Gage, holding his hand, trying to best to send healing and positive thoughts. But hearing the weak monitor in the rushing ambulance, she knew it was no use. Her lip trembled, he was steady but his heart beat was near flat lining. The was the only good thing. It was staying steady. She held his hand tightly in hers and started praying.

Tony nearly ran back to the tower. He left Quinn with Jason. He knew he would be faster going alone to get a car. The tower being only a block away. Jason/Clint stayed inside the hotel lobby. The one they were in front of when Gage got attacked. He could still see the blood fresh on the ground, police swarming around it to clean it up and arrest that old woman. Clint had to keep calm. Keep his mask on. Even with his watering eyes. The worry nagged his head. He held Quinn tightly, she cried into his shoulder. She cried so hard he thought she would have been sick or passed out. Thankfully a nice old woman handed him her handkerchief for her. He nodded to her, sitting with Quinn on the ground,wiping her face. He sore she was having an anxiety attack which in this circumstance seems very normal. He didn't want to risk taking his mask off. Many people around already had there camera phones out seeing the little stark daughter and the commotion outside.

"M-m-my kn-knight..."She kept sucking and breathing out at a rate too fast for her body to keep up, her tiny body shaking in Jason/Clint's arms as they sat on the floor waiting for Tony. He pet her hair and rocked her, hoping it would help. "I...I...s-s-saw..." He was getting more scared by the second for Quinn. She looked about ready to pass out from her fast and shallow breathing. Jason/Clint thanked God when Tony parked outside with a screech. He started to stand with Quinn in his arms. Tony rushed in going to them. He gasped, seeing Quinn in the mists of an anxiety attack. Jason/Clint handed her of gently to Tony who started going to there car. "Princess, it's ok..it's gonna be ok."

Jason/Clint opened the car door for them, keeping a close watch on everyone that was starting to crowd around the scene. Tony got Quinn in her seat before holding her face. "Princess I want you to listen to daddy ok, breath in and out. Can you do that?" She seemed to listen, gulping down more air and the lump in her throat to fours on breathing. Tony breathed a sigh of relief, kissing her head. "he'll be ok princess." She nodded with watery eyes. Tony closed her door after he got her calmed down and buckled into her seat. "Com'on Jason, get in." Tony got in the drivers side quickly as Jason/Clint got in. Tony put his polished shoe to the floor, taking off to the hospital. Paparazzi already trying to follow behind.

Tony got out quickly once he parked in the ER parking lot. Jason got Quinn out, signaling to Tony to go. Tony took the hint,thanking him quickly before running to the ER. Jason held Quinn. Quinn cried quietly on his shoulder as he walked toward the ER.

Tony rushed in, looking for Kim. He didn't see her. He walked up to the desk, he was sure he looked all kinds of panic with sweat on his face and dress shirt completely untucked. "Excuse me, I'm looking for my wife Kim, she was brought in along with our bodyguard." she started typing. "She may be in the OR waiting room. Whats the name of your bodyguard?" "Smith. Gage Smith Mam." He felt Jason/Clint behind him with Quinn. She nodded. "There is a Gage smith getting prepped for surgery now. She is most likely in the OR waiting room on the 5th floor in the ICU." He nodded. "Thank you." He motioned for them to follow. Jason/Clint held Quinn, letting her cry into his shoulder.

They took the elevator to the OR waiting room. There were quite a few people waiting but he made a beeline for Kim. "Kim.." She looked up from her hands. Her face watery as she stood, quickly walking over and hugging tony with a small cry. "He almost didn't make it here." Tony kissed her head, holding her close. "Don't worry, he's a fighter. Hell be just fine." Kim smiled weakly, sadly. "I think that's exactly why he's still alive." Tony smiled sadly to, kissing her quickly before going to Quinn and Jason. Kim rushed over, taking Quinn. "Oh sweetie.." Quinn clung to her mother, struggling not to break down. Listening to her fathers words. He'll be ok.

They sat in the waiting room for a half hour, watching the clock and worrying. Tony ran both his hands thru his hair, standing. "I need coffee. Angel, you want any?" She nodded, holding Quinn who was asleep on her chest. "Yes. That would be nice." He kissed both there heads before signaling for Jason/Clint to follow. Jason/Clint nodded, following behind him.

Once out in the hall tony spoke quietly. "Alright, you can take your mask off here." Clint nodded, lifting off the soft mask but not completely off his head. His eyes were watery and red. Tony frowned softly. "I'm sorry... this...I can't imagine how this must be for you." Clint sighed, signaling for them to keep walking. He wanted to talk, to tell Tony everything. That Gage was really his brother. He just shook his head. Making it seem like another partner on the field lost. "Wish I could see him." "Well you will once there done." "ou are so sure arnt you? He got stabbed in his chest, he's lucky he even made it thru the ambulance ride." Tony sighed hazily, pressing the button for the elevator. "Well I'm not going to start planning his funeral so which would you like." He gave Clint a soft, weak glare before walking inside the metal box as it dinged it's arrival.

Tony pressed the button to go down. There was a pause between them as the elevator started to move. Clint spoke up. "Quinn was pretty shaken up." Tony sighed. "She could lose her best friend. Of corse she is." "I know, and I don't want this to sound...well like I'm being an ass.." "That's a new one." Tony couldn't help the little quip. Clint glared softly. "She had anxiety attack Tony. That's not exactly normal for two year olds." "No but shes not exactly every two year old Barton." Tony gave him a look. Showing he was treading on thin ice. Tony shook his head as the doors opened. "She just got another unfortunate trait of mine." Tony walked out, not wanting to talk about it. Clint watched before sighing, putting his mask down again a he followed him.

It was five coffees an one episode of "Lost" later that a doctor came out . "Stark?" Tony's head perked up along with Kims and Jason/Clint's. Tony nearly jogged over. "How is he?" The doctor frowned, looking grim. "I'd like to speak to you in my office please." Tony nodded before looking back to his family then following the doctor down the hall.

The doctor explained to him (with pictures to. Not like he got to see it first hand or anything) that the knife came down, not too clean either, cut his aorta, an artery and punctured his lung. He was lucky he made it thru the ambulance drive with that sort of internal bleeding. Tony ran his hands thru his hair, fisted his hands, anything to keep from crying and screaming at this doctor to fix him. But in the end the doctor sighed and folded his hands. "What I'm trying to say is I think you should start making arrangements."

Tony looked up from the ground at the doctor. "Arrangements?" "Yes. Funeral arrangements. The damage this did to his heart is too great. It strained it greatly. We lost him, twice. Right now he is on life support but taking him off it I don't think he would last an hour. You should start contacting his family-" "We are his family." Tony felt numb as he spoke.. He wasn't sure if he should yell at this so called doctor to fix the best bodyguard he's ever had and his daughters best friend or to just accept this and make the arrangements like he said. He got up, not saying a word to the doctor, walking out of his office. The doctor caught up with him. "Would you like to see him , you could see for yourself the damage." Tony nodded. "Yeah." His voice nearly cracked when he spoke. Following the doctor down the hall to ICU. He opened the door and Tony had to keep his emotions in check. He noticed they already moved him to a hospice like room. It was much cozier then the other plain hospital rooms. Comfortable. Gage looked weak. The weakest he's ever seen him or ever wants to see him. The doctor spoke softly. "I'll be right outside." He walked out, closing the door softly.

Tony moved to him, hands in his pockets. There was a breathing tube down his throat and a million other wires connected to his fingers and arms. He let out a shaky sigh. "That was meant for me. You shouldn't be in here." Tony felt stupid, he had no idea what to say. He chuckled nervously, a few tears falling, wiping them away. "God, this...this was never suppose to end this way. It's not going to. You know how upset Quinn would be if I just let you die?" He walked closer to the bed, taking a gentle hold of his limp hand in both of his. "You've really upset her. Poor thing she saw it all happen along with us. Had an anxiety attack.-" He stopped talking, feeling the limp hand in his grip his, just barely. Tony smiled. "Your Quinn's best friend. Shes always saying your her knight." He saw the heart monitor get stronger, healthier. "I'm not going to let you die. Not here. Not ever. Don't worry, I'll be back." He let go of his hand before leaving the room.

The doctor cleared his throat. "Have you said your goodbye-" "He's gonna be fine." The doctor looked confused. " , have you seen-" "I saw him, I saw the damage and I'm telling you, he's gonna be fine." The doctor was going to speak again but this time Tony glared, walking closer. "I don't care how much money it takes or how long but your going to fix him and he's going to be fine. I'm not making any arrangements. Not now and I hope to god not ever. Now excuse me, I have my family to speak with." The doctor just swallowed, watching him walk away. The Starks were always a stubborn bunch.

He saw Quinn awake but looking very depressed. He hated that look on her. Kim still held her best she could with her baby belly. Jason/Clint sitting next to them. He walked to them. "he'll be fine." Kim smiled. "Is that what the doctor said?" "The doctor is trying to send him to his grave. I'm not letting that happen." Kim felt her eyes water, nodding, petting Quinns hair out of her face. "See princess, your knights going to be just fine." Quinn sniffled. "I couldn't help him. I saw it mommy... I saw him get hurt, when I had that headache." Kim frowned softly, kissing her head. Tony spoke, picking her up, holding her close. "Your only human princess. I have no doubt in my mind that once your have your suit you'l protect him with all you got." it was moments later that he felt someone poke his shoulder. He looked over to see an older woman. "Excuse me, ?" He raised an eyebrow. "yes?" She pointed to the window. He got up, gently, placing Quinn next to Kim who was also looking confused. He went to the window and sighed. Paparazzi and lots of them. By the looks of it they were gonna need the police if they tried to leave. "Shit."

AN: I know it's been a while. I hope you like this chapter. New one will be up soon :)