Bruce told Tony that he should get some sleep. Tony didn't want to leave Peter in case that he would wake up and freak out, so he left only to come back with a cot, a pillow, and a blanket and he lied in it next to Peter's bed and dozed off.
Tony woke to a small whimper. He shot right up and took Peters hand.
"Pete?" Tony asked worriedly.
Peter only continued to whimper. And Bruce entered the room.
"What's going on?" Bruce asked
"I don't know." Tony asked nervously, and turned his attention back to Peter and brushed Peter's hair carefully with his hand "Pete, wake up, you're ok, calm down."
Bruce was looking at the machines around Peter's bed. "I think his pain meds are worn off a little earlier than anticipated, but only by a few minutes, a nurse was supposed to come in a few minutes to put more, but that means his healing is starting to pick up the pace a bit, so that's good. Here you go Peter" Bruce said as he some more pain medication into the IV.
Peter's face relaxed only a little meaning there was something else bothering him.
"Pete, wake up, I'm right here." Tony tried to comfort.
"Please don't hurt me anymore," Peter said, barely audible but Bruce and Tony heard it and looked at each other.
"Peter you have to wake up now, you're having a nightmare, your safe now," Bruce joined the effort to wake Peter
Peter woke with a gasp, that aggravated his ribs and he groaned.
"There we go, you're ok now" Tony reassured.
"Mr. Stark?"
"Ya, it's me"
"What happened? When did I get here?" Peter asked.
"You got hurt when you, uh, you got taken and—"
"No, Mr, Stark I know that. I mean how did you find me?" Peter interrupted.
Tony fought his urge to smile because he knew it would confuse Peter, but he gave hopefully glace to Bruce.
"Oh, um, I have a secret tracker that can't be interfered with, and I hid it from your AI too so you couldn't hack into her and find it. I also get sent the footage from the suit every night, and I saw that you were in trouble and got you. I wish I had gotten there earlier though." Tony explained.
"Oh" Peter looked down and observed his injuries. When he realized how much damage had been done, he thought he must have been so much trouble for Tony and he thought Tony must've been upset. "Mr. Stark I'm so sorry and I tried to be careful I really did and I didn't mean to get into trouble I tried calling but I was too late and I should have called earlier and I got taken and you must be so mad I–"
It was Tony's turn to interrupt "Uh, no, I'm gonna stop you right there. Surprisingly you did everything right, you were just caught off guard which is something that happens to everyone. I saw the footage of what happened. What happened, was not your fault alright?"
Peter nodded. "Is aunt May mad?"
"Not at you," Tony thought back to the situation. "She's definitely mad at the people who hurt you though, she told you that, but you don't remember."
"What do you mean?"
Tony sighed "Well you kinda kept losing your memory for about a day and a half, give or take, after you got here, which, you would remember none of, but she wanted to video chat with you, but don't worry, she will let me know the next time she's available, so we can talk to her then."
"Oh, ok" Peter answered not sure what to say.
The next few minutes were spent rechecking over injuries and once Bruce adjusted some things, he left Tony to be alone with Peter.
Peter had his eyes half open, still tired and adjusting himself to his surroundings. He felt a hand cup his cheek.
"Hey Pete, you still with me bud?" Tony asked.
Peter nodded. "Ya. Hey Mr.Stark?"
"Ya Pete?"
"You got any food? I'm hungry." Peter opened his eyes a little more.
"I'm sure you are with that metabolism of yours" Tony smiled and turned to where there was a heated pot on a nightstand next to Peters bed. He had it sent into the room because Peter kept asking for food, so he asked for a personal stash ready to go for Peter. Pouring another bowl of tomato soup into a bowl and put it to Peter's mouth.
"Here, let's start with this."
Peter began to swallow the soup and tried to lift his left arm to hold the bowl himself but Tony gently pushed his arm back down.
"No Pete, you can't hold the bowl with your cast, just let me take care of you."
Peter finished the soup and Tony put the bowl aside, picking up a cup of applesauce and opening it. Tony was about to grab a spoonful when he got a text.
May Parker: I'm free for the next 20 minutes
Tony: Alright, perfect he just woke up, I don't know how long he will stay awake, but he got his memory back, I'll video call you in just a minute.
May Parker: Really?! Okay! thank you.
Tony look back up a Peter and smiled. "Hey kid, guess what?"
"Mmmm"
"Your aunt just texted me, she can video chat right now, you up to talk to her?" Tony asked
That seemed to wake Peter up. Peter opened his eyes all the way and he smiled, still looking a bit tired.
"Aunt May? Now?" Peter asked as if that's the one thing he's ever wanted.
"Ya kid! We'll call her right now" Tony said as he picked up a tablet, put it on an overbed table and rolled it over to Peter's bed. He pressed the call button and May picked up almost immediately. Aunt May's face appeared on the screen and Peter almost cried because he was so happy to see her face.
"Hey, Aunt May!" Peter said failing at trying to hide the tiredness in his voice.
"Hi sweetheart, how are you feeling?" She asked.
"I'm alright, it hurts a little, but not that bad, and I'm still a little hungry," Peter told her while jogging Tony's memory.
"Oh ya, sorry Pete." Tony quickly took a spoonful of the applesauce and put it to Peter's mouth.
"Well I'm glad you aren't in too much pain, I hear that because you're on a lot of pain meds," May mentioned.
"Oh ya, loads of 'em," Tony answered, giving Peter another spoonful.
"I also heard you got your memory back!" May smiled wide.
"Ya," Peter gave a small giggle, "Not that I'd remember," Peter said with a smile.
Tony and may laughed. Even while drugged up and covered in casts and bandages, Peter was still Peter.
"Ya, I guess you're right." May couldn't stop smiling.
Peter opened his mouth for another spoon of applesauce.
"... I miss you, when are you coming home?" Peter asked quietly, getting more tired.
May frowned. "I'm sorry, I won't be home for another week and a half."
Peter frowned too. "Not soon 'nough," He was starting to fall asleep, but Tony tried to keep him awake a little longer by feeding him another spoon.
"I know Peter, I wish I could be there with you right now. I'm sorry."
"It's ok, msorry too."
"Peter you have nothing to be sorry for."
"I got n trouble...n made you sad," Peter said falling further into sleep but tried to stay awake "I didn't mean to"
Tony gave Peter more applesauce. "Kid, I told you that wasn't your fault." Tony sighed
"I should've been more careful," Peter argued. "...mmmtired."
May fought tears. "I'm sure you are, go to sleep now, we can talk later, I love you, Peter."
"I love you May," Pete said closing his eyes and sinking into pillows. The call ended and Tony pushed the table away. Tony then adjusted Peter's blankets and sat back down on the cot next to Peters back and went back to holding Peter's hand. Tony was tired but didn't want to go to sleep. He ran his other hand through Peter's hair.
"How could you possibly think this was your fault, Pete?" Tony said quietly and waited once again for Peter to wake.
The next time Peter woke, he was drugged up on a higher dose of pain meds, and that made it hard to concentrate, throwing him off when he woke. This time Peter was much more anxious to leave where he was.
"No, no, nonono" Peter mumble bringing back Tony's attention.
"Pete? You're ok" Tony reassured. Peter was still lost in his head.
You're safe
Peter heard through the fog in his brain, but it didn't make any sense, 'Oh ya, Tony is with me, I talked to Aunt may, I was fine' Peter thought, 'but then why can I barely I lift my arm, 'I can't I remember, that should be something I remember' Peter thought getting anxious, and his body felt weird, and his thoughts took too long to form a full thought, his memory coming to him slowly.
"Hey buddy, listen to me, listen to my voice, you gotta calm down."
Peter seemed to calm just a little at hearing Tony's voice, he knew that voice, he was with him before.
"Mr. Stark." Peter started
"Ya, kid, it's me."
"Mmmc'nt get up..why?" Peter asked.
"Uh, I don't think you want to get up, you don't want to aggravate any injuries remember? " Tony would have freaked out, but Bruce told him this might happen because of the pain meds. Bruce gave him a shorter, but higher dose now that he was becoming more aware, which meant more aware to feel the pain. Tony and Bruce preferred that this experience be as painless as possible for Peter.
Peter could finally start to put the pieces together but it was hard to concentrate. Injuries made sense, he remembered getting the injuries, those hurt..he didn't like those memories, but these don't hurt really, they just feel..weird.
"Feels weird," Peter said finally cracking his eyes open and Tony lifted a hand to cup Peter's cheek, and Peter leaned into the touch.
"I know it does, but it's helping you," Tony told him.
Peter stayed quiet for a few minutes to search his memory.
"When did Bruce say I was gonna be better?" Peter asked opening his eyes all the way. Tony moved his hand to Peter's hair, combing through it with his hand.
"He said maybe another four to five days for full recovery, but you're bones are healing up, and your head had gotten a lot better," Tony informed appreciating the lessening of bruising on Peter's face, it was halfway gone.
"Alright…I'm sorry you had to go through so much trouble," Peter said softly.
"Pete, you don't have to keep apologizing, you didn't do anything wrong, I told you that. If anything I'm proud of you, I saw all the footage of you in that suit, you refused to give the suit, and you tried to fight back, you could've given in, but you didn't. It was just an unlucky day, and it leads to some very unfortunate events, that was out of your control." Tony tried so hard to get that into Peter's head.
"Ok...I just feel bad." Peter said shyly.
"And you don't need to," Tony said with a chuckle and decided to change the topic.
"You hungry? I'm sure you'd want something to eat by now."
"Yes, please," Peter said and watched while Tony turned to the food on Peters bedside.
"Thankfully, your cheekbone is getting a lot better so you can actually chew something," Tony said holding up a bowl of chicken noodle soup. Tony had started to feed Peter, and Peter gratefully ate it.
"You wanna watch a movie?" Tony suggested.
"Sure," Peter said seeming to perk up a bit.
"What do you like to watch again? Star wars?" Tony asked.
"Ya, but we can watch something else if you want we don't have to–" Tony cut him off by feeding him another spoon of soup.
"Ya, I suggested it for you, not me, well watch star wars, which on you wanna watch?"
"Uh, I don't know, empire strikes back I guess" Peter did and Tony smiled remembering Peter referenced the movie in Germany.
"Alright, sound like a plan," Tony said and put the movie on the TV in Peter's room. Within the first half of the movie Peter had eaten loads of soup, applesauce, and mashed potatoes, and he had fallen asleep.
Tony started to doze off himself. So he turned the TV off and tucked Peter in. He then gave into sleep and covered himself in a blanket and got some rest.
Tony woke to the sound of F.R.I.D.A.Y. giving Tony an alert.
"Ugh, F.R.I.D.A.Y., what's the deal? And be quiet you're waking Peter up."
Friday quieted down.
"mmmwas going on?" Peter mumbled only half awake.
"Nothing Pete, go back to sleep," Tony told him. All it took was a few strokes of Tony's hand through Peter's hair and he was out again.
"Friday what's up?" Tony whispered, still waking up.
"Sir, I've found the men who took Peter."
Tony shook off his tiredness and stood up.
"What? Uh- okay, um put the coordinates into the suit"
Tony looked over at Peter, not wanting to leave, but the anger in him was boiling. He had to take those men in, he needed to find justice for Peter. He ran his hand in Peter's hair lightly.
"I'll be right back Peter, I need to do this." And Tony left Peter's room, put his suit on, and flew to the coordinates of the people who hurt his kid.
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