Peter woke up tied to a chair. His hands ached, and his shoulders were slightly screaming in protest to the rigid state his body was currently in. The room was well lit and there was a single chair sitting across from him. Peter felt his stomach grumble and he wondered how long he was out because before he left this morning his stomach was full.

Peter glanced around the room and saw a large mirror on the adjacent wall, definitely a one-way mirror. Someone probably already knows he's awake and will walk in any minute.

As if on cue the door opens and his Aunt walks in and sits across from him.

Peter lets out a breath.

"So, I'm tied up." Peter said.

"For good reason, Tony saw your wrist tech. No need to give you any opportunities." His Aunt replied.

Peter hummed.

Natasha leaned forward in her chair, "We can do this on of two ways, your choice. You can tell me everything you know and said you wanted to tell us or we can keep you in here until Ross shows up and sees you for himself."

"Um, yeah n-no Ross please. That would be nice." Peter stammered out.

Natasha nodded, "So, name?"

Peter hesitated, "Ah, I can't."

Natasha narrowed her eyes, "You realize I can just reach over and take off that mask, right?"

Peter looked back at her, "You wont though. I have a family, an identity to protect. People w-ho don't need to get involved. You know what I mean don't you?"

Natasha hummed, "Your voice is young, I'm assuming your family is parents? Siblings?"

Peter shrugged, "No siblings, just ah…parents yeah. Pretty protective parents."

Natasha huffed out a laugh, "Trust me, I know some pretty protective parents myself."

Yeah, mine.Peter thought.

"Y-yeah. Listen, I don't want to get anyone else involved. I will tell you everything I know but you can't keep me here. You need to let me go when I'm done."

"We will see." Natasha said.

"No! You don't understand, I can't be here much later I have places to be, city to save and what not. I don't even know why you guys thought to knock me out! I was going to tell you everything on that roof then leave!" Peter said back.

"Tony thought you were going to attack us, he took care of the situation. We will inform you of what is going on around here after you tell us your information." Natasha said.

"Well, why not let everyone in. No reason to hide behind that mirror when then can hear anyway." Peter said.

Natasha raised an eyebrow, "How did you know they were all back there?"

"I can hear all of their heartbeats." Peter replied.

Natasha didn't say anything to that, but Peter could see the slight shock on her face. She raised her hand and the door opened and soon everyone was in the room with them.

Peter took a deep breath, "Rossisbuyingdrugstokeepenhancedpeoplealseepwhileheexperimentsonthem"

All he got in response was blinks of eyes at him.

"My god, my son talks that fast I don't need another one doing it too. Slow down kid and start over." Tony said.

If Peter didn't have his mask on his face would be beet red to the world.

"Ross, he uh, is buying these drugs from a company to k-keep people asleep." Peter said slowly

"People?" Steve asked.

"People like me…enhanced, different, whatever you want to call it." Peter replied.

"And you know this how..?" Clint asked.

"I caught his men buying from a supplier outside of Queens. They manufacture muscle relaxants and the guys said the dosage or concentration wasn't enough. Whatever or whoever they were using them on were burning through them too fast." Peter said.

Tony was scratching his beard, "I knew it."

Everyone turned to him.

Tony stood up off the wall he was leaning on, "Ross told us that he wanted Spider-Man arrested and brought in on trespassing a government area, which I found out later wasn't government property just some sketchy warehouse with nothing in it."

"Yeah, I was there. They take the shipment of drugs underground. Whatever is going on there is all below the surface." Peter said.

"He wants you." Steve said looking at Peter.

"Me?" Peter squeaked out, he realized how childish his voice sounded and he cleared his throat, "Why me?" He asked.

"Well if what you said was true, that he is experimenting on people down there im sure he wants to add you to that list of his." Clint answered.

Peter felt sick, he almost yelled out "It's me! Its Peter! Don't let him take me!" But he bit his tongue. He has been Spider-Man for months, Spider-Man wouldn't say that. A scared child would say that, a scared child running to his parents for help. Peter could hold his own. He was stronger than his Pops, he knew how to fight in the streets. He didn't need their help.

"I'll lay low, head back out and stay under the radar for a while." Peter supplied looking down at the table.

"No can do, we are keeping you here. Ross will be here any minute and we are telling him we didn't get you and while he sends his men out to hunt for you we will make up a plan to keep you out of reach until this blows over." Tony said.

"No, you can't do that. I have a family I need to get back to!" Peter shot back.

"You don't really have room to argue here." Clint said.

Peter was about to yell back at him when Fridays voice rang above their heads, "Sir, Secretary Ross is here. He requests everyone's presence in conference room 2."

"This conversation is over, we will be back." Tony said, and everyone filed out of the room and Peter was along with his thoughts.