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Standing on the balcony of the hotel room, Pepper tightens the emblazoned bathrobe to her fast chilling (cont) tl.gd/n_1s22a4t

Delicately Pep twirls at the gold ribbon on the red extravagantly wrapped gift. An array of gifts and (cont) tl.gd/n_1s1upcu

~ "I got you first," she whispers back carrying him out of the room.

~ Tightening his grip he whispers, "It's okay Mama, I got you." ~

~ "Of course," whispering her reply as she presses a kiss to his head. ~

~ shoulder was exactly what was needed to spur her back into her zombie state routine. ~

~ carefully with Bobby still attached in a monkey grappling cling. "Is it sis' feeding time now Mama?" his muffled question into her ~

~ Time dissipates with a silent holding tight of each other until the sudden silence of the music ceasing deafens her. Pepper stands ~

~ Deal with the possibility Flower would never get the opportunity to meet her father. ~

~ with him gone was the only way she could deal with his disappearance. Deal with the information that Tony Stark was dead. ~

~ reports were saying. In her heart she could feel he was still alive and she would never give up on him. Meticulously working to routines ~

~ observations to emotions comprehensively perceptive. Wherever her husband was, she was sure he was still alive no matter what the ~

~ loudly around them. Bobby was too young to witness more sadness, yet his eyes had already witnessed an intense amount, making his ~

~ successfully at lying, Bobby throws his arms round her neck clinging tightly as they sit on the floor with the music still sounding ~

~ with Tony giving way to tears, Pepper tries to disguise them from their adoptive son by continuing to laugh. Never one to succeed ~

Laughter was all too rare. The moment between Bobby and Pepper over all too soon. With a swallowing lump wishing she could share the fun ~