Rachel was apparently not a comic book nerd, big surprise there. "Tony Stark!" she clarifies, throwing up frustrated hands still shaking with adrenaline. "Tony Stark is in the suit." The suit that is accelerating his death. Pepper doesn't know whether to scream or sob.

Quickly on her feet, she crosses the distance to Tony and tries to rally her typical composure despite knowing that she has to look worse than he's ever seen her, barefoot and bruised and dirty. "The boy is knocked out but he's alive, and the baby is, um-" she begins, her voice skipping away from her as she lifts a shaking hand to push her hair from her eyes. "If you can carry them both and just point us in the right direction, Rachel and I can walk back."