Mortality's Sheep

"...had died." Pietro glances up as the words hit him. He tries to focus on the man's lips but only heard ringing in his ears and none of the words reached him. It wasn't supposed to end like this. If anything, HE was supposed to die first—she had promised that. SHE PROMISED. And now she's gone. "I'm sorry," the man spoke the words that always made things worse. Peter/OC. Oneshot.