Your Pride
Maria was worried. What in the world was taking them so long? Next to her Pepper wasn’t much better, her boys risked their lives almost on a daily basis, but she still wasn’t used to it. Howard, was in the kitchen fuming, but Maria could see he was scared as well. Rhodey was about ready to storm over the hotel himself, legs be dammed when, finally, the quinjet landed on the platform. Bucky was wheeled out to Dr.Cho immediately, followed by a frazzled but relieved Steve. Peter and came out limping, and leaning on Tony for support. The man himself, was supporting a broken arm but, other than a few scratches they all looked to be fine. The second she saw them, Pepper threw herself at them, holding them both in a tight embrace.
“Thank god for your both okay”
“Pep” Tony started “ I’m fine really”
“Shut up” she choked out dizzy with relief
“Yes ma’am“
Maria stood by awkwardly. Not wanting to impose but it was taking all her strength not to bear hug her son. Tony noticing Maria’s barely restrained excitement managed to get out of Peppers hold, and held his arms, well, arm open for a hug. That’s all it took for Maria to barrel into him, and squeeze the ever-living daylights out of him. He winced and she immediately pulled back. Had she hurt him? It occurred to her that Pepper was dragging a, very resistant Peter towards the med bay, and she should do the same, as Tony probably needed medical attention right now.
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After dropping Tony off in the med bay, the man in question had promptly passed out on the bed, Maria went in search of Howard. While they were gone, the Nick Fury as they called him, had managed to hunt down the wizard and he would be arriving shortly, which only gave Howard a few hours to make things right with their son.
“But-“ Howard started. He didn’t really have a reason not to, but he just didn’t want to.
“No but’s” Maria was adamant “ your son is hurting and an apology goes a long way. It literally won’t hurt anything but your pride, but if you let your son suffer, and continue to let himself believe it was his fault, you don’t deserve that pride”
“I-“ he tried to come up with an argument, he really did, but there wasn’t one. *sigh “fine I’ll apologize”
“ Good now let’s go.”