Tony stumbles into the basement of their newly bought cabin in the woods. He and Pepper moved in after she had told him that…that…Tony buried his face in his hand, still in disbelief of the news.
“So, in other words, I was right?” he asked Pepper, though the ordinarily smug quip was uttered in a quivering voice.
“Yes, Tony. You’re going to be a dad again.”
Tony taps on his old Iron Man helmet that is resting on the table. A light shines through an eye slit, engulfing him for a second before converging into a steady stream. A dad again. Why didn’t he realize it sooner?
“Hey kid,” Tony speaks to the helmet. “This feels kinda weird, considering…considering how you won’t be able to hear this. But I couldn’t keep my mouth shut about it.”
He sighs. “God, where do I even start?” He pauses. “How about this? I’m going to have a kid.” Saying it made the situation more real and terrifying.
“Can you believe it? I’m going to be a dad. After everything that went down with Thanos, I’ve got a second chance.” The epiphany that accompanied the announcement washes over him, pushing some of the terror aside.
“And...that’s all thanks to you.” He chuckles, remembering Training Wheels and Baby Monitor. A little of his confidence returns. Yeah, he’s got this. “The heart attacks you gave me, the times you’ve made me proud. Pete, you got me ready for this. Thanks for that. I’ll make sure to introduce you when I can.” He ends the recording.
“Would you like me to save it, boss?” Tony leans back, knowing Peter would never be able to hear what he had to say.
“What the hell? Do it, FRIDAY.”