An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
AND IM BACK!
Summary:
The second he saw Peter disappearing in his arms, Tony knew he was fucked. He knew he couldn't live without the kid who had become such a big part of his life. And it seemed like Peter knew that too. —OR— "…Sometimes it's like he’s here, you know?" Ton said, "I know it sounds insane, but sometimes I’ll be talking to myself and I can almost hear him answer. Sometimes… sometimes he does actually answer.” Pepper, God bless her heart, managed to keep a straight face. She nodded, as if she could understand, and took a minute to think. But Tony knew she’d never understand. He didn’t think anyone could understand. It was his own personal Hell and Heaven.



















