Tony, fresh from being shot at and crashing into a lake, walked into the hospital, water squishing slightly in his shoes, his hair still damp. He hoped one of the kids had managed to get Tasha to leave her gun at home; being shot would seriously impede his chances of going home /with/ his wife and son.
Tony smiles at the nearest nurse and asks he which room Mrs. Stark is in ad the nurse snickers and leads him down a hall. He wasn't sure what to make of the snickering, but he kept walking.
When he heard Tasha's cursing, he understood. Tony took a moment to make himself look like he hadn't be shot at flying across the country, so as not to make his wife worry more.
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