For security reasons, only six people attended Howard Stark's burial.
"We gathered here to celebrate and remember the life of the now late Howard Stark... "
The priest concluded, "He was a good man. Served his country and he'll always be in our hearts as a reminder of the power of duty. "
Through a gold plaited coffin, Tony Stark saw the last of Howard. His own blood. Gone. Forever.
"I'll make them pay, " He swore, "I'll make them pay for what they've done to you."

***
Swooping the milk, Peter lazily drank from the carton.
"Aunt May, I'm going out tonight. "
A gaze.
"I'm visiting Watson. There's this thing we're working on. "
Another long gaze.
"I'll be b-back soon."
"So long as you don't be late. " Aunt May now sighed.
"Is everything alright, Auntie May? "
"My sleepwalking pills make me drowsy. I dunno what to do anymore Pete. " She sobbed, "If I don't take them, God knows I'll be sicker. "
Peter embraced her lightly, "It's alright. "