<span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">Tony had actually been asleep by the time JARVIS summoned him -- but he didn't hesitate even half a breath.  He scrambled out of his sheets and blankets and made it down the hall to Peter's room faster than he'd ever moved outside of a mission.  Well -- this kind of was a mission now, wasn't it?  Taking care of Peter?<br/>
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He sank onto the bed next to the boy and wrapped his arms around him, tugging his head to rest just above the arc reactor.  "It's okay to cry, kid.  It's alright.  Nobody here but us chickens and JARVIS, and you know he's like Fort Knox with secrets."  He rocked the boy against him, smoothing his hair.  "God, Peter, I'm so sorry.  I'm so sorry you have to go through this."  He pressed a kiss to Peter's temple.  "Let it out, Peter.  I won't tell anyone.  We can cry for her together, okay?"  Tony swiped at his own cheeks and showed the wetness to Peter.  "See?  You're not alone.  You don't have to do this alone."</span></span>