Maybe Peter should have done a better job at crossing his legs; maybe he should have done a better at taking his suppressant. But all the if's and buts and maybes won't fix the problem he had found himself in now. Since the battle with Thanos a lot of the Avengers have been treating him as if he was made of glass, so this problem won't help. "Mr Stark?" Peter poked his head into Iron man's work shop.
"Peter what are you doing here?" Tony asked as he stood up wiping his hands with a rag.

He could see the teen look anywhere but at him, a blush creeping up his face "What's wrong? Is it the scar again?" He asked, Peter, flinched at the subject of the scar but shook his head as he pressed his hand to his stomach.
"No, it's not the scar." He felt sick now his skin becomes clammy as he swallowed his nerves and looks up at the older man. "I did something silly." He told him
"Oh?" Tony asked as he put the rag down and moves away from the motorbike "A little silly and easily fixed or big silly as in I'm not going to be happy?" Peter bites his bottom lip and wondered if it's too late to run.
"You not are going to be happy." Tony nodded and walked to the lift; he looked back at the teen and nodded for him to follow. "I'm going to need a drink so you better follow if you're going to tell his silly problem." The alpha told him, the omega follow his head down looking at the floor as he got onto the lift with Tony.

Neither one spoke as the lift rose up Peter could see that Tony was tense and really to strike and he felt the tears gather in his eyes…shit no, don't cry…he told himself "Has this got anything to do with Dead Pool? I did tell you not to go near that mass of craziness; there is nothing right about that man?" Tony muttered, he really didn't like Dead Pool
"No, it had nothing to do with Wade." He said quietly
"Good." The alpha said, as the doors open and they stepped off. Tony headed for the small bar while Peter sat on a stool and looked down at the dark look counter top.

Peter looked up and watched as the alpha poured whisky into a glass without the ice he took a sip and hissed at the burn before looking at the scared teen. "Alright the drink is in my hand you may begin." Peter nodded and took a deep breath as he placed his hand on the counter.
"Okay so you know you gave me those suppressants when you I told you I have to take a super big dose just so it can work." Tony nodded and took another sip of his drink
"Yeah, you got a good immunity to most things." He tells him "Why?"
"Well because of the thing with Thanos and then I died and come back to life they sort of stop working." He told him, Tony's eyes widen to cartoon level as he looked at the teen as he dropped his gaze.
"Oh God."
"And I was alone with Thor."
"Oh God."
"And Loki."
"Oh God!"
"And I think…"
"Don't say it kid."
"…I might be…"
"I mean it don't say what I think you're going to say."
"…Pregnant." Peter said, his eyes still looking down into his lap.
"You had to say it," Tony muttered as he downed his drink quickly and slammed the glass onto the counter making Peter jump and look up at him as the alpha fills his glass.

He heard a hick up sob he looked up quickly enough to feel his neck ache as he looked at the teen crying. "Oh shit," Tony muttered as he moved around the bar and stood next to him. "No-no don't cry." He told him as spun the stool around and looked down at the teen.
"I-I-I can't help it; I really messed up Mr Stark." He couldn't stop crying and Tony swallowed a lump his throat and pushed down his anger as he warped his arms around him letting the omega seek comfort from him.
"You didn't mess up a lot of things happen; we met a talking, walking tree and a racoon with a potty mouth. But hey you don't become a true Hero unless you have one death experiences under your belt." He said, trying to lighten the mood a little. Peter let out a weak chuckle but didn't pull away from Tony. "I'm not mad at you, you had no control over what happens but I will kill Thor and Loki, especially Thor." Peter sniffs and pulls away and wipes his eyes on the sleeves of his hoodie.
"Why Thor especially?" He asked
"Because he knows better than his no good brother."

Peter felt tired as he looked at the alpha, he could see that the man was plotting how to kill the Norse gods. "Can I stay with you?" Peter asked, Tony, looked down at him and frown as he looked at the teen.
"Why?" He asked "What wrong with May?" Peter looked back down at his knee and sniffed again.
"S-She moved to London about a month ago," Peter whispered
"WHAT?" Tony yelled in shock, the surprises keep coming and Tony didn't know if he could take it anymore.
"She was offered a job in London, and I didn't want to stand in her way and she didn't want to stand in my way as she believes I work for you and you offered to pay for my college tuition…
"Why didn't you tell me?" Peter wanted to look away, but Tony hooked his fingers under his chin and got him to look at him "Peter?" He sees the tried look on the boy's face and he sighed "Peter listen you can always come to me for anything, yes I may shout and yell when you do something stupid and I will point it out and I tell you 'I told you so' but you can still come to me." The omega nodded and sniffed. "Okay good. Right, first things first you are going to take a nap and then we will do a pregnancy test."
"I-I've don't 20 of them." Tony just looked at him and scratched his head.
"20?"
"I wanted to be sure, but 5 of them turned green I don't know what that means."
"I got nothing on that."