Fire

Summary: Tony's Point of view of Fire.

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Tony closed his eyes, trying to prepare himself for what he was he was about to do... only....

"I am.... inevitable." Thanos said and Tony's eyes snapped open in time to see the Titan snap his fingers.

His first thought was 'No!'

Then his eyes fell on Steve behind Thanos, the man was swaying slightly and on his hand was a Gauntlet, their eyes met and Steve gave him a smile, sad and small and Tony wondered what he looked like, wondered if he looked as shocked as he felt.

"So are we." Steve whispered, barely audible as he raised a shaking arm and snapped his fingers and then he was falling, sudden as the Stones scattered around him and Tony used the last of the power in his Suit to propel himself forward to catch the man before he hit the ground.

"Cap!" Tony could barely hear his own frantic voice as he carefully lowered them to the ground, Steve held in his arms against his chest, "Steve!"

And Steve looked up at him but his eyes were going hazy and Tony wasn't sure the man was aware of them anymore.

"Steve, Steve, you can't go, you have to stay, you have to meet Morgan properly, and Peter's back, you know he'll want an autograph, and Pepper will want to show you the wedding and Barnes, Barnes is back!" Tony yelled frantically, and his eyes fell on the little smile that appeared on Steve's lips, just for a moment before Steve's entire body went slack in his arms, body falling against his chest limply as his eyes fell closed.

Tony shook him, at first gently and then harder.

"Steve!" Tony yelled, not looking at any of the people that came running, "Steve! You can't go, We still have so much to yell at one another for! And Morgan, Morgan can't wait to meet you, you're her favorite superhero after me!" Tony yelled, becoming desperate to get Steve to stay, to open his eyes.

But those blue eyes stayed resolutely closed and Tony's hand pressed over Steve's chest, taking note of how ragged the man's breathing was and somehow, if it was even possible, Steve went even more limp against him and Tony felt tears fall from his eyes because he realized what it meant.

Steve was giving up, he was done, he was ready for death to take him, like Tony wasn't.

Tony pressed his forehead against Steve's, tears falling freely as Barnes and Sam both knelt next to them, Barnes taking Steve's limp and burn't hand in his.

"It's okay, Stevie, you can go now. We'll be okay, you don't have to fight anymore." Barnes whispered against Steve's ear, pressing a small kiss to his temple and Steve's head fell against Tony's chest and the ragged breathing beneath his hand slowed, evened out into stillness, into nothing as Steve finally stopped fighting.

There would be no more bullies for Captain America, Steve Rogers was finally home from the War, it was over....

It was the end of the line.

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A/N: I wanted to do a fic of Fire from Tony's point of view.

In all Honesty there is a part of me that also want's to do a part where Steve lives but for the moment you have this, tragedy.

If I do end up doing that I will make this a series.