Tony had been kind enough to have JARVIS send a car to pick up Toni and Thor and bring them back to Avengers Tower for some well deserved rest.

“May I drive your vehicle?” Thor asked with a grin on his face. “It seems quite simple enough.”

“Um…” Tony started. “No, not today, Point Break.”

Toni looked up at the billionaire with a smile on her face. “How about me, daddy?” she asked with a falsetto voice as she bat her eyelashes at him.

Tony cringed and shook his head. “I told you not to call me that!” he exclaimed dejectedly.

The teen just rolled her eyes and sat next to Thor in the spacious back seat. “I was just kidding.”

Steve leaned forward and put a hand on her shoulder. “We’ll let you know if anything changes with Nat.”

Toni nodded. “Thanks, Steve. Take care of my dad?”

Tony sighed and rolled his eyes. “Now you’re just doing it on purpose.”

Steve chuckled and nodded. “Of course I will.”

“Watch out for her, Thor,” Tony said quickly. “If I hear that anything happened to her-”

“There is no need for threat, Man of Iron,” Thor interrupted. “I would be glad to lay down my life for her.”

Tony nodded and shut the door before Antoinette could protest.

****

Nat followed Bruce and Clint around the hospital. Part of it was because she wanted to make sure they were doing okay. Mostly, though, she didn’t want to be alone with herself, figuratively and literally.

“I wonder what’s she’s thinking about,” Clint said quietly to Bruce.

“Nat’s brain probably isn’t functioning right now, Clint. She’s in a coma.”

“So coma patients don’t do anything?”

“Not exactly,” he replied earnestly. “Sometimes they can have an out-of-body experience, but that’s rare.”

“That’s a thing?” Clint asked, sounding surprised. “I thought that was only in sci-fi movies.”

Tasha rolled her eyes and put her hands on her hips. “You have no idea,” she said with almost a sad tone.

“Yeah, it’s a thing,” Bruce said, not knowing that she was standing right next to him. “But like I said, it’s rare.”

Natasha wanted to hug them both without going right through them, but it was impossible.

“Do you think she’d be able to talk to us if she was having one of those things?”

Suddenly, Nat jerked back as if she had been yanked by an invisible rope.

“Shit!” she shouted as she grabbed on to the front desk while the invisible force continued to pull.

“Call a code!” one of the attending nurses shouted as the doctor ran into the spy’s room.

Bruce and Clint shared a look of pure terror. “Nat.” Clint muttered in fear. The two of them ran to Nat’s room to see a mess of doctors and nurses trying to help her out of her seizure.

Natasha couldn’t hold on to the desk any longer. “Help me!” she shouted as her sweaty palms slipped off the cold surface. She blacked out, only to open her eyes to see everyone running around her.

“Damn, she’s awake!” one of the nurses shouted.

“We need to prep her for surgery!” her main doctor said as he brought out a syringe full with a clear liquid. He leaned over to her IV and injected the drug. “Get the room set, we’re moving her now.”

She blacked out just as Bruce took a few steps towards her.

****

Tony walked down to the lab after Thor had informed him of his daughter’s whereabouts. The sound of an arc welder and the radio lead him around the corner to see the teen bent over a large piece of metal machinery.

“Toni?” he said over the loud noises.

She looked back at him and turned off the welder. She yanked off the welding goggles and looked up at him, wiping some of the grease and oil off her face. “Hey,” she muttered, grabbing the radio’s remote control and turning off the music. “I didn’t expect you home so early.”

Tony sat down next to the dirty teen and looked at her project. “What’s this?” he asked.

“It’s the suit I helped you design that first day,” she said without looking at him. “I figured I’d get started on it.”

“You were supposed to be resting.”

She shrugged and reached into her pant’s pocket. “Couldn’t sleep,” she said indifferently. “I heard about Nat. Steve called me.”

Tony let out a breath and hung his head. “Yeah, he told me that he told you everything.”

Toni scoffed slightly and pulled out a tattered pack of cigarettes. “That’s a bit of an understatement,” she muttered as she put one of the tobacco sticks in her mouth and lit it with a black lighter.

“Since when do you smoke?” he asked in shock.

“I don’t very often,” she admitted. “I’ve gone three years without a single one. But this whole…” she sighed and looked down at her feet. “It’s too much.”

Tony got off his stool and walked closer to his daughter. “Hey,” he said softly.

Without looking up at him, Toni tossed her cigarette on the ground and threw her arms around the genius, crying as she did so.

At first, he was surprised by the hug. But soon, he could feel some of his walls crumbling down as he hugged his mourning daughter.