Last chapter
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Steve, Bucky, Tony and Clint came back from the mission.
"Do you wanna go get peter and Natasha?" Steve asked Clint, as he walked in with 5 pizza boxes knowing that peter will probably eat 2 boxes because of his metabolism.
"Sure why not?" Clint said as tony and Bucky began setting plates for the pizza.
Clint knocked on Natasha's door and didn't hear anything.
He knocked again.
No response.
"Nat?" Clint said.
"Pete?" Clint called out.
No response.
He pushed opened the door and saw no one.
He then said "Friday?"
"Ye- c-int" Friday said
"Umm... what's wrong Friday?"
The rest of the sounds came out in beeps and things Clint couldn't make out.
He ran back into the kitchen of the compound.
"Tony?" Clint asked
"Yeah?" Tony answered.
"Something's up with Friday" Clint said.
"what do you mean?" Steve answered for tony.
"Friday?" Bucky asked.
Some disoriented sounds came from the roof of the room.
Tony looked worried.
"Friday? What's going on?" Tony asked.
"Someone must've hacked it while we weren't here. And also," he sighed "Peter and Nat are gone.
"What?" Bucky asked.
"You sure?" Steve asked.
"Yeah" Tony answered for Clint, pulling up a video from his phone to show the remaining avengers.
The video showed Natasha going to the front of the room and opening the door. Then there was a man who sedated peter and peter fell to the ground. Soon after that Natasha fell to the ground.
"You have a camera in nats room?!" Clint asked.
"No, I have a drone following peter to make sure he doesn't get kidnapped again." Tony answered.
"So we know where they are?" Steve asked.
"Probably" tony answered.
Tony looked on his phone and got their location.
"Let's go get them" Bucky said.
———————meanwhile———-
"Peter? Peter wake up. Come on please peter." Natasha begged.
The boy groaned.
The two were in a gray cell with no windows or anything.
They were cuffed.
The door opened a man walked in with a syringe.
"Peter please wake up" Natasha whispered, not taking her eyes of the man.
The boy groaned again.
The man walked up to him with the syringe.
"No! Please don't touch him!" She begged.
"Oh, is the black widow begging?" The man said.
Natasha just glared at him.
"Please" She said
"Nah" the man replied, and slapped peter across the face.
The boy moaned and opened his eyes.
"Peter! Get away from him" Natasha yelled.
"Now, Now, Romanov, I'm only going to teach him a lesson." The man said.
"No! Leave him alone!" Natasha yelled.
"It's okay Natasha" the boy said weakly.
Natasha looked at the boy. She felt sorry for him. He's excepting the fact that he's done wrong. Although he hadn't done anything.
"You haven't done anything wrong, Peter" Natasha said.
"I failed HYDRA. I couldn't finish my mission." He said.
Natasha wanted to reach out and hug the boy, but these damn cuffs wouldn't come off.
"Hey, Nat. It's okay." He said reassuringly.
"Now stand still" the man said as he pricked the syringe into his neck.
The boy hissed at the pain.
"What's in that thing?" She asked.
The man smiled and said "just a little something to make sure he understands the circumstances of not finishing important missions"
Just as he took the syringe out of his neck, he clenched his fists.
"Hey peter, it's gonna be okay. Come on. It's gonna be okay." She tried to grab his hand and stop him From piercing his palms with his nails.
"No need to comfort him Romanov, whatever you do, you can't stop the pain." The man said.
Peter clenched his teeth and started yelling.
It was painful to watch.
The man just stood there and stared at him with satisfaction.
Peter's yelling grew louder.
"Please! Please make it stop" peter begged.
At some point she saw tears streaming down his face. She hadn't seen him cry in a long, long time.
It had been 10 whole minutes of Peters cries for help, when it was finally over. He was breathing to fast. Whatever the man had given peter must've been strong, because Peter never cried for help.
He uncleched his teeth and look at Natasha.
More tears streamed down his face.
He unclenches his fists and saw blood dripping down his palms and then staining the grey floor.
"I'm sorry" he said to Natasha.
"You don't have to be sorry for anything peter" the man said. "I mean, if you want you can just end it here." He gave peter a pocket knife he was carrying in his shoe. "Now, one of you is going to die, but the other will be set free make your choice" he said calling some men to unlock the cuffs, then he said" you have 30 seconds to finish this or you both die" then leaving the room.
The timer the man had left had 30 sconds on it.
"You okay?" Natasha asked. What a stupid question, she thought to herself. Of course he's not okay.
To her surprise, he chuckled. "Never been better"
25 seconds left on the timer
"You gotta stop pretending that everything is okay, cause it's not" Natasha said quiet but stern.
"No, everything's alright. It's going to be okay" he picked up the knife.
Natasha quickly grabbed it and started pulling it away. The pointy side being pulled by peter causing him more cuts on his palms. "Peter, you can't do this. Neither of us should give up a life for this. We don't want his satisfaction.
"Give it to me, Nat. Please. It's okay." The kid said quietly while hissing at the pain of more cuts being formed on his palms. He finally gave in. He let go and Natasha had it.
"No! Please Natasha! Let me do it. I can do it." He said in russian.
The timer ticking, 20 seconds left
Natasha got up and stared at peter "no, Natasha" he said with sorrow in his eyes.
He got up and grunted at the pain. The effects of whatever the man had injected in him hadn't worn off yet, and peter was clearly still in pain. He was faking being okay. Again.
He then fell to his knees and Natasha ran towards him to catch him.
15 seconds
"Peter?"
No answer
6 seconds
He looked up at the roof of the small room. Then back down. "I'm sorry Natasha" and without taking the knife out of Peters hand, he just shoved it, just like that into his chest.
He sucked a pained breath. "No! Little spider! No, please, please," she cried in russian.
He then completely fell to the floor, but this time Natasha caught him.
"Hey, Hey, stay with me peter. Please it's going to be okay" she said, putting pressure on his wound.
She then heard some yells outside the door.
She didn't turn away from peter though. She just kept looking at him.
The door swung open, and Tony, Bucky and Clint walked in. (Steve was at the quinjet)
They all saw the boy, huddled in Natasha's arms.
He started coughing up blood. He looked at Natasha and that made her cry even more.
Clint sat down next to Natasha and said "Help is here peter, just stay with me okay? Eyes on me. You got it?" Peter coughed up more blood and his breathing became heavier. He shook his head "I-I c-can't" Peter said.
Tony walked up to him in his iron man suit and said "what happened?"
"No time to explain. We need to get him to medbay. He's been stabbed." Natasha tried to explain.
Tony quickly picked peter up and took him to the quinjet.
Tony but peter on the bed as Steve asked "what happened to him?"
"Just fly Rogers" tony ordered
He did as he was told.
Natasha came to Peters side and started working on the stitches and the cleaning up. But she couldn't help it. She had tears coming out of her eyes.
"You want me to take over?" Clint asked.
"No it's okay" she said voice cracking.
She felt something cold and hard grab her shoulder as she was getting back to peter. "Let him take over. You're not in good condition right now" The winter soldier said.
Tony watched as Clint and Natasha switched places.
Natasha was full on crying now. He had never seen her cry before.
She went and sat beside her and Bucky.
"What happened Nat?" Tony asked her.
She explained what happened to the team.
They all looked baffled.
————— medbay—————-
"Peters heart rate is increasing he must be waking up." Natasha said to the other avengers.
They all turned to Natasha walking towards peter.
Peter got up with a groan, and then a hiss of pain as he grasped onto his chest like it was the only thing keeping him alive. Which it probably was.
As soon as the pain set in, he sweared in Russian as he pulled the IV out of his arm.
"peter, don't touch that" Natasha said.
He hadn't noticed she was there until now and he just looked at her and gave her a weak smile. "Am I dead?" He said in Russian with a tone of joy.
"No peter" Natasha said as she walked up to peter.
She looked at him and then slapped him across the face.
"Nat, What the hell?" Tony said, trying to rush over to the kid, as Bucky and Clint put a hand in front of him telling tony to stop.
"Yeah, I deserve that" peter groaned
"You guys are just gonna let her do that?" Tony asked.
"Don't worry tony" Clint answered.
"You smug son of a bitch. Don't you dare ever do that again! I swear I will break your face!" Natasha yelled at peter.
"I'm sorry. I couldn't let you die." Peter said in russian.
"But seriously kid, don't do that. There's always another way." Bucky said as he took his hand off of tony as did Clint. Tony walked up to the boy in bed.
Peter tried to get up and down from the bed when Natasha's glare made him sit back down.
"Look at me kid" Natasha said as he turned his face towards her. "You don't have to always be okay. It's okay to have emotions. I don't want your childhood to be like mine okay?" She asked in Russian.
He nodded.
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So that was it. The end. La fin. Ba bai. Shoo. Why are you still reading this?
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Although I will be starting a new series soon so stay tuned. New story out on June 13
