A Twist Of Marvel || Infinity War

10. Sit Down

This was going to be harder than Naomi thought. She hadn't exactly formed a plan when she decided that she needed to stop Thanos, but now that she was actually trying to figure a plan out, she drew a blank.

Perched on the edge of her bed, Naomi fingered her phone in her hand, trying to think up ways to save everyone. Of course, the internet had plenty of methods, including but not limited to; stopping Quill's meltdown, aiming for the head, and using sling rings properly. However all those methods only worked when the war had already been set in motion, and that wasn't going to work for Naomi. She needed to save everyone, including the dumbass God of Mischief who died in the first ten minutes. A butter knife, really? Not to mention Heimdall, Gamora, and Vision also died separately from the snap.

Naomi drew out a breath in frustration, massaging her temples when a knock sounded at her door. She paused for a moment, her mind still muddled from trying to prevent a mad titan from getting a rock collection.

"Kid, you still in there?" A muffled voice came from the other side, but Naomi instantly recognized it as Tonys.

"Yeah... uh, come in?" She called out, uncertain of what he wanted. She supposed that she did miss breakfast. After her response, the door swung open and Tony stood in the doorway, looking  too concerned and skeptical for Naomi's liking. His brows furrowed when he took in her appearance, and it was only then that she remembered she had been crying just moments ago, and still had red eyes. She began thinking of how to explain herself, and her current situation to Tony when he began speaking.

"I got an alert from FRIDAY about uh, what happened in the hallway." Tony paused, seeming hesitant and awkward in his words. It was a new look on the retired playboy, refreshingly humble and comforting. "You good, Naomi?" He asked, and Naomi realized how her episode in the hallway must have appeared to FRIDAY. It would have been embarrassing if not for Tony's attitude about the subject. Smiling lightly, Naomi recalled that Tony had experience in the realm of collapsing in hallways and such, and was offering comfort to her. It was enough to calm her erratic mind a bit so she could figure out what to say.

"I'm okay. I just remembered something," Naomi paused for breath, steadying herself. "I need to talk to you." 

Tony nodded once, leaning against the doorway in a manner that reminded Naomi of Steve comforting Natasha. It was almost enough to make her laugh, if not for the serious expression on Tony's face. His eyes were tired, and sad, but still warm. He still had hope and Naomi knew that she couldn't let it be crushed.

"Can we go back to the lounge? You need to sit down for this."

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The Avengers lounge was just as deserted as it had been yesterday, only brighter than before. The morning light shone straight through the window, warming up the room and casting a glow over both Tony and Naomi, seated comfortably on the couch. It would have been a beautiful morning if not for the grave topic Naomi had to discuss.

After a brief moment of contemplation, Naomi decided to start at the beginning, and turned to face Tony, seated at the opposite end just as he had been yesterday. However she found herself pausing, almost unwilling to speak. Tony Stark had seen much in his life, and he had fought hard to win his battles. It almost broke Naomi's heart to have to tell him of the failure of the future, how the Avengers hadn't been enough to save half the universe.

But if she didn't tell him, there would be no way of stopping Thanos.

"You already know that in my dimension, all of the Avengers battles are movies, pretty much for every major conflict. There are even heroes that you've never heard of that I've seen on screens, sharing your universe." Naomi began, launching into her explanation. Tony seemed shocked about the news of the other heroes, but he stayed silent and waited for her to explain.