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Tony was falling asleep in the chair in his lab. He could feel his eye lids becoming heavier by the second, he saw no harm in dosing off, so he did. Though, shorty after a blaring siren alarm screamed through the lab. It surprised Tony so much he fell out of his chair. “Friday! What the heck is the meaning of this!?” Tony moaned tiredly.
“You told me to alert you no matter what if Peter got hurt.” Tony instantly feeling as awake as someone would feel if they slept an entire decade and drank 13 cups of coffee was back in his seat, logging into his computer, and looking at Peter’s vitals.
“What’s wrong with the kid Friday?” Tony asked while he fumbled with his trembling hands trying to click the right password into his computer.
“His heart seems to be beating five seconds slower than normal, he is losing blood at an alarming rate, and he seems to be slowly loosing conscience--”
“WHAT!?!?!?” Tony cut her off. He continued to yell at his AI for any information she could get on Peter. Then, all the sudden, Tony’s phone rang. It was Peter! He instantly grabbed his phone and hurriedly answered it. He heard a quiet raspy voice say,
“Mr. Stark?”
“PETER! I just got an alert from Friday, what happened!?” Tony asked worriedly. He sounded like a stressed out dad, he knew it, but he didn’t care.
“On my way home from school I saw this guy throwing a gagged kid into the back of his van and he drove off into the woods. Naturally, I followed him so I could save the kid. The guy driving parked the van and I though I’d go and try to help.”
Tony nodded as he continued to frantically search his laptop for Peter’s location.
“I went up to the van, opened the door, grabbed the kid, and undid the gag. I told the kid he would be fine as I looked around for the guy driving the van. Long story short, the kid was faking and caught me off guard and stabbed me. Than the driver ran me over, grabbed the kid, and they made a run for it.” Peter ended it with a loud wince in pain and started gasping for air.
“Hang on kid, I’ve got your location. All you’ve got to do is stay awake for me, okay? Can you do that?” It took Peter a few moments to answer but finally replied,
“Yeah, I can, *gasps*, do that.” All Tony could think of his way there was what kind of monster would do that to a kid, Peter wasn’t even Spider-Man at the time!
Tony finally got to Peter’s location. Peter was sitting up against a tree, very slowly breathing.
“Pete! Can you hear me!? PETER!” Tony yelled as a quickly checked his pulse, it was very little, but there. Tony looked down at the knife pushed deeply into his kid’s chest so far Tony could feel an inch of the point coming out of Peter’s back. Tony could feel tears forming in his eyes and acid rising up his throat, loosing this kid was not an option! Tony picked up Peter as gently as he could and flew him out to the Avenger’s medical center.
Peter felt pain when he woke up, there was no other way to describe it. He fluttered his eyes open and saw the thin, once white and now red, bed sheets on him and noticed he was in a hospital bed. He looked around for someone who could tell him what happened. Then a nurse walked into the room. “Oh! Mr. Parker, you’re awake!” She said looking surprised. She than filled a syringe with medicine. She began to clean a spot on Peter’s arm to give it to him, he pulled away.
“Please tell me what’s going on and what that is.” Peter said in a longing and sad tone of voice.
“For anxiety reasons, I’m not allowed to tell you why you’re here. And this is an anesthetic to keep you asleep through the surgery.” She quickly grabbed his arm again, he used all his strength, which was weaker than a baby mouse’s at the moment, to pull away.
“But—” He winced as she injected the medicine into his veins. He instantly blacked out.
He awoke a few moments later, or at least he considered it being awake, he could smell, taste, and feel, just couldn’t open his eyes, his hearing was terrible, and he seemed to be able to talk. He could feel the vibrations of two people talking.
One person seemed to be sitting next to his bed while the other was walking around in the other half of the room. He felt the vibrations of the person walking closer to him and then he felt the most pain he had ever felt in his life! He felt the hand of the other person grab his hand. Peter squeezed it, hoping the person would help him. He then faintly heard the man whose hand he was holding yell at person who Peter suspected was causing him so much pain. He suddenly felt a prick in his upper arm and then he fell asleep.
Peter woke up fully what he guessed was a few hours later. A few minutes later Dr. Banner came in to check on him. Once he knew Peter’s vitals were good and stable he asked if Peter would mind in Tony came in for a few minutes. Apparently Tony was stressed beyond belief. Peter said he felt up to visitors and then Dr. Banner left to get Tony.
Almost instantly the door opened and Tony practically flew to Peter’s side and grabbed his hand, “Pete! Are you okay!? I was so worried, I-I—” Tony looked down and used his other hand to cover his eyes, Peter knew he was fighting back tears. Tony was also shaking terribly; Peter had never seen his mentor so vulnerable. Peter squeezed Tony’s hand,
“Mr. Stark, I’m fine now. Really.” Suddenly, his stab wound began to pain as if protesting that he wasn’t fine, but Peter ignored it.
Tony looked up and into the sweet teen’s eyes. Tony suddenly pulled Peter into a hug and felt his heart beat settle as he felt Peter nuzzle closer to him. “I love you Mr. Stark.” Peter said int o Tony’s shoulder. Tony turned his head to kiss Peter on the cheek and then said,
“I love you too Petey.”