Peter was absolutely exhausted.

He had patrolled until 1 A.M in the morning and was so tired he couldn't even think straight. He would've gotten home sooner, but there was a robbery, and they had put up a fight. Peter also had math homework left to do, and a Spanish quiz to study for. After he had done all of that, it was already three in the morning. He finally went to bed, but had to wake up at five because somebody had to call him so he could tell him to go over to the tower after school. He didn't go to bed since then. So now here he was.

Peter entered the building to find it empty. Peter looked down at his watch and realized he was 10 minutes early and decided to pull out his ear phones. He rubbed at his tired eyes, making them even more red than they already were.

Peter waited in the lobby for 20 minutes. He was supposed to meet him there 10 minutes ago and still hasn't shown up. But, it wasn't unlike Tony to forget. He his literally the master at forgetting. Heck! Tony even forgot his own birthday one year! Tony only remembered because Peter and Aunt May had made him a cake and presented it to him in the morning before school.

Peter waited another five minutes before sighing and looking up to the ceiling.

"Friday?" Peter asked, his voice showing a slight annoyance.

"Yes Master Peter?" The AI replied, her voice monotone.

"Just Peter," Peter corrected " -and where is Mr. Stark at? He was supposed to meet me down here 15 minutes ago." Peter said, worry now starting to build up inside him. What if something happened to him? Peter couldn't let that happen.

"He is currently in his workshop. Would you like me to notify him to come down?" Friday asked.

"No, it's okay. I'll just surprise him, thank you though." Peter said making his way to the elevator.

"It's my pleasure." Friday responded sounding happy for some reason.

Peter walked into the elevator and pushed the button to go up to the workshop. The workshop was at the top of the building so it took a while to get up there. Peter was in there for a couple of minutes before the elevator suddenly stopped without warning. Peter looked at the two elevator doors expectantly, but they didn't open. Huh, that was weird. Friday would've opened the doors by now.

"Friday?" Peter called out, worry once again fluttering in.

"There seems to be intruders inside the tower. We are currently stopped by the intruder alert protocol." Friday informed him trying her hardest to be reassuring.

"Oh, where are the intruders now?" Peter asked, slightly scared now. What if the intruders were here to hurt Tony? What were they going to do to him? Would Tony be able to make it? No. Peter couldn't allow his only fatherly figure to get hurt. He wasn't going to lose anyone anytime soon. He refused.

Peter waited for a response, but got none. Peter started to get a bit more scared.

"Friday?" He tried again. No response. And that's when Peter spotted it.

A red circle started to form on the inside of the elevator doors. Peter knew exactly what was happening. And he didn't like it. Not one bit.

He watched in horror as the intruders continued to melt a hole into the elevator doors. Peter had backed up into the corner, terrified of what might happen next. They finally completed the circle and he watched as someone kicked it down. His eyes widened in fear when a face appeared in front of the hole.

"So you're the kid Tony Stark's got his eye on." The guy said with a smirk. Peter's heart stopped cold.

What was he planning?

Tony had working in his workshop like any other day. He was busy upgrading Peter's web shooters along with re-installing the parachute which was never actually replaced. He had a bottle of scotch out and AC/DC playing loudly in his workshop. Overall it had been a pretty great day. He talked to Peter a bit on the phone this morning, and even invited him to come visit him at the tower (Which hasn't been bought yet) this afternoon. He also had breakfast with Rhodey and Vision this morning, which really made everything a bit better. He was also able to talk with Pepper briefly that morning before she had to go for a meeting. And what better way to kick off the rest of his day, well, until Peter came, with a bit of building in his workshop. Or that's what he thought.

"Sir, there seems to be intruders in the building." Friday informed him while he was just finishing up the web shooters on the suit.

Tony looked up to the wall with a confused look on his face. How in the world did intruders manage to make it inside his highly secured building? Also, how did they manage to get through two highly trained Avengers.

"Friday? Where are Vision and Rhodes?" Tony asked, worry and concern settling in him.

"They left an hour ago to eat and to bring back takeout for you, sir." Friday replied. Tony smiled, oh how he loved his family. Even if it was little and only consisted of Rhodey, Vision, Peter, Pepper, and Happy, it still filled him up with joy. He would do anything to protect them. And he meant anything. "They seem to be on their way to the workshop sir." Friday added, her voice showing more concern.

"Okay, initiate lock down mode." Tony said. He knew he should be more worried. But he was in a room with a bunch of iron man suits, if they try to get to him, he was prepared.

"Sir..." Friday said, a little while after initiating lock down mode. Her voice sounded very worried and concerned, enough to make Tony worry and feel concerned.

"Friday?" Tony asked worriedly.

"They seem to have a hostage with them..." Friday replied, her voice shaky. Tony stopped in his tracks. Who could they possibly have with them? Rhodey and Vision were out, Pepper was all the way in D.C for a meeting, and Happy had the night off, so who could they possible have?

"Who is it?" Tony asked, his voice shaky.

"Peter Parker, Sir." Friday answered, her voice cracking. Tony's heart stops. No. They couldn't have him. Oh God, if they lay a finger on his kid Tony will be sure to blow them up to shreds. He will protect his kid at all costs, even if it means breaking his own morals.

"How'd they get him?" Tony asked, his voice shaky. His hands were balled into fists and he was shaking with anger. How. Dare. They. How dare they take his kid. Peter was the only thing he had close to a son, and he would die before letting anyone hurt his son.

"He was waiting for you down in the lobby sir." Friday replied. "You told him to come over."

No. There was no way. How could he forget? It was his fault he was in this mess. Now Tony was going to be sure that he cleaned it up.

"Where are they?" Tony said, his voice harsh and cold. But before Friday could even respond there was a loud bang on the door.

"Open up!" Said a voice from the other side of the door. Tony turned on his heels towards the door and glared at it, which was kind of pointless because the only thing there was a metal wall.

"Open up or we'll shoot the kid!" The voice said again after a few moments of Tony not answering. Tony's heart sped up. No matter what happened right now, nothing was going to happen to Peter. He was going to make sure of that.

"Friday, stop lock down mode." Tony gritted out through his teeth.

"But sir-" Friday said, but was cut off.

"Do. It." Tony said, maybe a little bit too harsh, but at the moment he didn't care.

Slowly the metal slates covering the glass door into the workshop dissapeared, and he could finally see Peter and his captor. Peter had tears streaming down his face, and he had several cuts and bruises along his face, arms, and possibly torso. Oh they were so going to be dead by the time this was over.

He watched carefully as six men entered the room. Three of them had guns in their hands, all pointed at Tony, eyes carefully trained on his every move. Two of them were holding Peter, both had an arm in each of their hands, and one had a gun trained on Peter's head. Tony made a note to kill him first. Then the leader Tony assumed walked up in front of Tony, starring coldly into his eyes.

"What do you want?" Tony asked, making sure to keep an eye on both the leader and Peter. The leader laughed in turn.

"What do I want? Hmm.. Let's see." The leader said, looking around the room, before deciding on something. Tony was personally offended. How dare they come here and not know what they want already. Seriously? They went through all this trouble just to decide now what they were here for. "How about your Iron Man suit."

Tony closed his eyes. Of course that's what he would want. That's what anyone would want. What else would he want.

Peter watched the scene in horror. He wanted to do something, but he couldn't do anything without setting off the guy with the gun trained on him.

"No?" The leader asked Tony. He was now circling around his in a really creepy way. "I'm afraid that is not the right answer Mr. Stark. And if you don't comply we will take this to more harsher measures."

Tony watched in horror, his body aching to do something, as the leader walked up behind Peter and ran his fingers through his hair. He watched as Peter flinched away from the touch, his eyes wide in horror. Tony also watched as Peter's chest was rapidly moving up and down in desperation to get more air. He was going into a panic. It took everything in Tony not to run up to the boy and hold him in his arms to take away the fear from his eyes. He didn't know how much longer he'd be able to control himself.

"You wouldn't dare." Tony said, his voice harsh and cold.

"Yes actually. Yes I would dare." The leader said in response. "So what's it going to be? Are you going to hand over the Iron Man suit?"

"Over my dead body." Tony said, glaring into the heart and soul of the man in front of him. In his mind he was already tearing him apart. The leader shrugged and looked and Tony, a smirk on his face.

"Well if you insist." The leader motioned for his three gun man to step closer. Peter couldn't watch. He didn't want to. He cried out in fear and in panic. There was no way in hell would he let them kill his dad.

"NOOO!" Peter cried out, tears streaming down his face. He looked at Tony, hoping that he would just call in an Iron Man suit or something. But he knew Tony wouldn't do that if it risked Peter's life in any way.

"Peter. It's going to be okay." Tony said, trying to reassure the now sobbing boy. He didn't want Peter to see this. He also didn't want Peter hurt.

"Shut UP!" The leader said. He looked at Tony, his eyes were cold as they starred down at Tony. "Now you have one last chance."

"It's still a no." Tony replied. He closed his eyes. Not wanting to see Peter's reaction. He was wishing this was just a bad dream that he would just wake up from. But no. This is how he ends. At least Peter will be safe.

Peter watched in horror as one of the gunman put his rifle up to Tony's head. Peter tried to contain himself but couldn't, and everything that happened next was a blur.

Peter lashed out. He pulled his arms out of the hands of the two men holding him. He knocked the gun away that was pointed at him and punched the other man in the gut whom of which fell over and hit his head on the tile with a sickening crack. He then pulled a wrench from one of the tables and proceeded to hurl it at the guy who had the gun's head. At this point the other three men were firing at Peter as Peter tried to dodge the bullets, his spidey sense kicking in. He grabbed an Iron Man gauntlet off of the table behind him and proceeding to fire. He hit two of the men who were now on the ground.

Tony had finally opened his eyes when he heard the guns starting to fire and he tackled the guy who had the gun to his head and proceeded to punch him until he blacked out. He then turned to see if Peter was okay. Tony was very impressed with what he saw. Peter had taken down four guys without the Spider-Man suit. Tony made a note to congratulate him on that. Tony watched as Peter sent a glare up to the leader of the group, his face looked furious.

Peter walked up to the man, and the man tried to run away in fear, but Tony grabbed him, holding him still for Peter. Peter looked the man straight in the eyes.

"Don't you ever, touch my Dad again." Peter said before sending a repulsor blast up to the man's face, sending him sprawling onto the floor. Tony's chest swelled up with pride when he heard the word "Dad". He yearns for the day that Peter will eventually be able to call him that causally everyday. But unfortunately that won't happen anytime soon.

Peter looked at the man before collapsing on the floor next to Tony and started Sobbing. Tony scooted over to the boy and pulled him into a tight hug, rubbing circles on the boy's back. They both took a moment to process what just happened. They sat like that for 30 minutes before Tony pulled them apart. Tony looked into the boy's eyes and squeezed his shoulders.

"Let's get some sleep. I'll text your Aunt that you're spending the night." Tony said. Peter just nodded before hiding his face in Tony's chest again.

Tony looked at the boy in his arms and knew that he would protect this boy with his life. He would never let anyone touch him. Ever.