Tony's POV

After realizing that it was in fact Alex's car, I storm up to Bucky's room and almost break the door down. He looks up at me with furrowed eyebrows and my suit forms around me as I get closer to him.

"You did this!" I accuse shoving him against the wall. "You planned this. She brought back your dark past so you had to get rid of it."

"Tony!" Steve pulls me off of Bucky and stands between us. "What's gotten into you?"

"HE caused that accident!" I point at Bucky. "Why else would he have disappeared? He's been planning this!"

"Planning what?" Bucky asks.

I scoff. "Don't play stupid."

He looks at Steve and Steve sighs. "It's Ally."

Bucky drops his defensive stance as his facial expression softens. "What about her?"

"She must've been driving here.. That's the only explanation." Steve says. "She was in an accident."

I push Steve's hand away from me and march up to Bucky. "So how'd you do it this time? Force her into the side of the bridge? Rig a bomb under her car?"

"You think I caused the accident?" He asks.

"Well, yeah. I wouldn't exactly put it past you." I narrow my eyes at him.

He ignores my comment and looks at Steve. "Is.. Is she okay?"

Steve takes a deep breath and I notice Bucky's glassy eyes.

"Tony!" Nat runs into the room. "They haven't found a body. We need to get over there, now."

The mask on my suit goes down and I fly out of the building, not caring that I break the windows in Bucky's room. I arrive at the scene within minutes and take over from the local police.

Bucky's POV

"If you had anything to do with this, you need to tell me right now." Steve points after the others leave the building.

"Are you serious? Why would I do something like this?" I ask, hurt that he would even consider it.

"Then where have you really been going?" He crosses his arms.

I sigh and sit in front of the tv. "I've been worried about Ally." I admit. "The first night I just went to make sure she was okay after the incident. That's all I meant to happen."

Steve furrows his eyebrows as he looks at me. "What else happened?"

"Well she asked me to stay that night because she was scared and then I just kept going back." I avoid eye contact, knowing that he's probably furious.

"So why'd you come back tonight?" He asks, his tone a bit harsher than it was before.

I glance up at him to find his jaw clenched and sigh. "We got into an argument.." He raises an eyebrow and gestures for me to continue. "Long story short, I said some hurtful things without thinking and she threw me out."

There's a tense silence as Steve paces in front of me.

"This doesn't make any sense, Steve." I speak up. "She wouldn't do this. If anything she'd just cut me out of her life and move on."

"It doesn't make sense to me either." He sits next to me. "But it's real."

"Well they haven't found a body." I point.

"You think she faked her death?" Steve asks, I shrug. "I guess it makes more sense than suicide." He holds his head in his hands. "But what's her motive? Why would she want everyone to think she's dead?"

"Maybe to go back to working at SHIELD." I press my lips into a thin line. "Cut off all connections and go back to how things were before she was brought here."

He looks down at his feet as we sit in silence. We sit like this for quite some time until we hear footsteps. I look up to see Natasha walk by with her head hanging low and jump to my feet. I run downstairs to where the others are with Steve on my heels.

"Where's Tony?" Steve asks Wanda.

"In the lab with Bruce." She says softly. All of them have tears in their eyes.

I furrow my eyebrows and run off before any of them can stop me. Once I reach the lab, I see Tony and Bruce hovered over a body on a table and almost fall to my knees.

"Who let you in here?" Tony shouts. He looks like a mess.

I ignore him and step closer to the table. As I look down at the scorched body, I feel my heart break in my chest.

"Is it really her?" I ask, not able to recognize the body.

"Well, it's clearly a woman. She's the right size and was driving the right car." Bruce sighs. "B positive blood type, which matches her records at SHIELD. There's no evidence to say it's not her."

I glance at Tony to find him leaning on another table. I hear soft cries and look down at my feet.

Steve's POV

"So it's true then?" I ask, Tony nods. "I'm so sorry.." I pull Tony into a hug as he cries.

"I just don't understand." He sniffs. "Did I do something wrong?"

"You can't blame yourself, Tony." Natasha speaks up.

"She loved you." Wanda says, causing all of us to look at her. "I can't help looking into people's heads." She throws her hands up in defense.

Tony shakes his head. "I'll be in the lab if anyone needs me."

"He's going to work himself to death." Rhodey sighs.

We all sit in silence, knowing that Tony won't recover well from this.