His suit abandoned him. Kinda. "Critical hit. Shutting down."

And down he fell, landing on the pavement as his helmet retracted, leaving him all scratched up in the middle of battle. Thor was in the air somewhere, Steve was busy saving civilians with Natasha. Hulk was being... Hulk, and who knows where Hawkeye is. Yet there he was, on the ground, useless. And then he heard creaking footsteps. On concrete? What?

Above him stood a goddess. A purple iron man suit with a feminine build...did he build that?

"Get up, Anthony."

Oh. Uh oh. Only one person used his birth name- his darling (scary) wife.

"...What in the hell are you doing here? In that?!" He exclaimed, post-catching his breath.