Post-Confessions drabble

Mar 15, 2007 01:27

SHIELD did an autopsy of course.

Tony didn't attend, told himself he wasn't going to watch, but there was a security camera in the corner of the lab, and a digital photographer recording everything for posterity, and accessing the data feeds barely took a thought.

Maya never asked why he spent half an hour in the officers' head, throwing up. Maya did a lot of not asking questions these days; it was one of her better qualities. Overt displays of emotion made her uncomfortable, so she ignored them.

When Maria Hill brought him the autopsy report, he told her he'd already seen it. She left it on his desk anyway.

There were four pages of color photos. As petty vengeance for the coffee thing went, it was a good attempt.

It didn't work, though, because when Tony looked at the glossy, high-contrast images... he didn't feel anything.

comics, fic

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