//I've been obsessed with Hamilton lately and just felt like doing this chapter for the angst. Also I don't know why I made Peter Phillip,maybe because I see Tony as Alexander//

Stay alive...
Stay alive...

Tony:*runs into the tower*Where's my son?

Bruce:Mr. Stark, come in
They brought him in a half an hour ago
He lost a lot of blood on the way over

Stay alive...

Tony:Is he alive?

Bruce:Yes. But you have to understand
The bullet entered just above his hip and
Lodged in his right arm

Tony:Can I see him please?

Bruce:I'm doing ev'rything I can, but the wound was
Already infected when he arrived

Tony:*walks into the room and sees a very badly injured*Peter...

*looks at Tony*Pa
I did exactly as you said, Pa
I held my head up high

Tony: I know, I know. Shh
I know, I know

High...

Tont:Shh. I know you did
Ev'rything just right

Even before we got to ten

Tony:Shh

I was aiming for the sky

Tony:I know, I know
I know, I know

I was aiming for the sky

Tony:I know
Save your strength and stay alive...

Natasha:*runs into the room and sees Peter*No!

Tony: Natasha

Natasha:*rushes over at Peter's side* Is he breathing? Is he going to survive this?

Stay alive...

Natasha:Who did this, Tony, did you know?!

*holds Natasha's hand*Mom, I'm so sorry for forgetting what you taught me

Natasha:My son

We played piano...

Natasha:I taught you piano

You would put your hands on mine

Natasha:You changed the melody every time

Ha, I would always change the line..

Natasha:Shh. I know, I know

I would always change the line

Natasha:I know, I know*sings softly*Un deux trois quatre

Cinq six sept huit neuf

*sings weakly*Un deux trois quatre...Cinq six sept huit neuf...

Natasha:Good
Un deux trois quatre
Cinq six sept

Un deux trois...

Natasha:Huit neuf
Sept huit neuf
Sept huit...

*closes his eyes as his breathing stops*

Natasha:*breaks down and holds the limp body of her son close before letting out a heart broken scream*

//Let the angst begin//