Out Of Time

hundred twenty-six

"Meet?" Y/N was more awake now. "Tony, you know I can't-"

"They won't say anything to anyone. I promise." He grabbed one of her hands and brought it up to his lips for a kiss. "Please?"

"Okay, Tony," she nodded. Her stomach growled as she threw the covers off of her.

Tony chuckled. "You hungry?"

"A little." She put her hands out. "A little help."

Tony smiled and nodded before grabbing her hands. He carefully guided Y/N so that she was standing. Keeping hold of one of Y/N's hands, Tony began to lead them out of the bedroom. Suddenly, Y/N tripped over her own tired feet.

"Woah, there, honey," Tony said, steadying her. "When was the last time you ate?"

"Uh... honestly, I don't remember," Y/N responded. "It was... I thought happened."

"And you better plan on telling me all about it after dinner."

"Yes, Tones."

Tony wrapped an arm around Y/N's waist to keep her more steady as they made their way to the kitchen. When they arrived, Y/N saw a teenager, one from the pictures on the wall. He was setting up dinner.

"Mr. Parker," Tony called, the boy's head snapped to look at his mentor. The boy was clearly surprised to see who was standing beside Tony. "I'd like you to meet Y/N. Y/N, this is Peter Parker. Or, Spider-Man."

"Hello, Mr. Parker," Y/N greeted holding her hand out for the young hero to shake. "It's a pleasure to meet you."

Peter nervously shook Y/N's hand. "You're..." He swallowed. "Y-you're Lady America. I... I fought your brother in Germany."

"You did, huh?" Y/N gave Tony a look. Tony looked away, not willing to meet her eye.

"Yeah! I even stole his shield from him."

"Well, that sounds like an interesting story. I'd love to hear it sometime."

"Okay!" / "Let's not."

"Miss Rogers, I promise I won't tell anyone about seeing you," Peter continued as they sat at the table.

"Thank you, Peter," Y/N replied. "It means a lot."

"How was school today, kid?" Tony asked, taking Y/N's plate and dishing food onto it. "And patrol? Save any cats?"

"School was school. I spent most of science reworking my webbing. And I didn't save any cats today, Mr. Stark. Just some old ladies crossing the street."

Y/N honestly enjoyed the dinner with Tony and Peter. It was a sense of normalcy that had disappeared from her life what seemed like ages ago. After dinner was done, Peter needed to go home to get Aunt May. He awkwardly said goodbye before disappearing into the elevator. Y/N leaned back into Tony once Peter was gone. Tony pressed a kiss to the side of her head.

"Coulson's dying," Y/N whispered.

"What?" Tony quickly moved so that he was facing Y/N. "How?"

"I don't know. But, I said goodbye to him and the team. Only final time."

Tony pulled her in for a hug. "I'm sorry you had to do that," he said softly. "I know how much they meant to you."

"He was there when I woke up... he was my first friend."

"Do the others know? Does Daisy know?"

"No. And I wasn't meant to find out."

Tony looked down at Y/N. "What do you need me to do?"