"Tony. Oh Tony . . . Shhh, don't. It can wait Tony. Please . . ."

Steve gently wiped away the tears for a moment then gave up. He pulled Tony into his arms and just held him, one hand cradling the man's head against his chest. Whatever had happened, Tony really thought it was his fault, and that he was dead. He rested his cheek on Tony's hair and didn't even notice when his own tears started.

So much lost, for both of them apparently.

"It's ok Tony, I'm here. I'm not going anywhere. Just let it out, I'm here."