Peter couldn't move.
Several doctors, and Peter, stood in a semi-circle around a hospital bed, with a dead May Parker on top of it.
All Peter could hear was the long steady beep of the heart monitor, and the doctors quiet chatter around him. However, he didn't feel scared, or upset like you would think.
He felt almost, relieved. Relieved that Aunt May didn't have to live in pain any longer, relieved knowing she was in Heaven with Uncle Ben, and his parents. Knowing that she was finally happy, and no longer suffering.
But the relief soon wore off when a woman from Social Services walked into the room and put her hand on Peter's shoulder. Peter slowly turned his head toward the woman, and the woman simply rubbed circles on his back, and lightly pushed him out of the room.
He settled into a chair, and glanced down at his hands. And suddenly, it all became too real. His aunt way dead. She wasn't just away, and would come back in a few days, or weeks. She was gone for good.
He felt himself start to cry, but not a hard, painful cry. More of a single tear running down his cheek and falling onto his shirt. He was handed a tissue by the woman, and she continued to rub circle on his back.
When he finally started to take deep breaths and calm himself down, the woman stopped rubbing his back, and she sat down in a chair next to him.
"Do you have anyone we can call?" She asked. "To come and get you, until we figure out who you will be staying with?" She finished.
Peter slowly nodded, and continued staring at his hands.
"Can we have there phone number and name, to contact them to come and get you?" She asked, in a urgent, but pityful tone.
"Um... yes. His number is 929-773-5001." He answered. "His name is... umm..." He hesitated giving the name, knowing the woman would think he was lying.
"Go on sweethard, we will just give them a quick call, you don't need to worry." She urged.
"His name is... Tony Stark." He said quietly.
Tony and Peter had gotten much closer since the events with Adrian Tomes. Tony started inviting him to the lab to work on suits, and science projects for school.
They started working on things that had nothing to do with Spider-Man, and they did them together simply because they enjoyed each other's company.
Tony had even given Peter his very own bedroom in the compound, where he spend his weekends. They were practically inseparable in a father son kind of way.
After telling the woman his name, her eyes slightly widened at the name, and her mouth fell open, but she quickly regained her composure and left to place the call.
Peter sat in the room, picking at his fingernails for about 10 minutes before the woman came back into the room and sat down with Peter, telling him Tony would be there in about 10 minutes, and that everything is going to be fine.