"I know what I saw, Rhodey!" Tony's anger was growing again, this time directed at the man preventing him from following the man who'd been taunting him just seconds ago.
"I know exactly what I saw, that was... was..." but now that he thought about it, he did remember Stane shooting himself in front of him. He'd seen it with his own eyes - there was no faking that. How could he be here now if-
Blinking away the sweat that stung his eyes, Tony stared at Rhodey in confusion, looking around for the guy he'd punched.
"Oh, fuck," he moaned quietly, staring in shock. Pepper was already taking his information while a medical team looked him over. Tony couldn't move. He could hear the cameras and the mosquito-buzz of the press all around him again.
"Rhodey, buddy, get me out of here, okay?"
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