Everything came back fuzzy. The moment Peter opened his eyes the moonlight lit his dark room in a lovely glow. His eyes -easily adjusting to the somewhat darkness- were blurry and his hearing buzzed in and out. It felt as if his senses were being compromised but they weren't. It felt as if they were adjusting in some sort of way, in an annoyingly irritating way.
Sitting up, Peter expected his fathers to be right next to him, but he didn't expect the loudly snoring avenger known as...he doesn't know.
Tilting his head in confusion Peter looked down at the needle uncomfortably placed in his arm and carefully took it out, not wanting to disturb it as much as possible. Swinging his legs over to the side his carefully placed them on the cold tile floor. Wobbling a bit, he slowly made his way to the door, silently open and close the door trying his best not to wake the man. The never ending halls and too close walls started to bring back unwanted memories of the place he was nowhere near; the dirt covered walls and too sterile tools and pleasestopithurtsplease.
Shaking his head he hurriedly stumble to the elevator and look up to the ceiling almost as if he is having a face to face conversation with...some voice in the ceiling.
"R...roof" Peter rasp out and held a groan when the elevator jerked with a start
The nausea started to rise and when the elevator jerked to a halt Peter couldn't help but release the bile that quickly rose onto the roof and fall onto his hands and knees. He was shaking, not from the cold air that blew through the what must have been compound, but from the knowing fact that this was in fact the compound and not the base.
It was refreshing, the knowing thought that he was away and safe and not on edge for the next experiment and pleaseidontwannafeelthisplease.
Shaking his head Peter looking up at the stars that shone in the cool night. No roof above his head, no gas to put him to sleep, no one to hold him down. It was peaceful, he was peaceful, now it was just a matter of time until it was disturb...but now he was content.
"Boss"
Tony groaned at the noise FRIDAY made trying to fall back asleep
"FRIDAY i said do not disturb unless-"
"Peter has woken up and is currently on the roof"
That woke Tony up with a jump, untangling his bare limbs from his husband he fell off the bed in a rush to get dress waking up his sleeping partner in the process
"Tony? Wha?"
"Peter is awake and on the roof"
Steve followed his husband's lead and quickly got dressed while calling out for FRIDAY to get Banner
Arriving to the roof they didn't expect their son to being emptying his stomach, but they also didn't expect him to be awake.
"Peter?!" Tony and Steve rushed to their son's side
But they should not had overwhelmed him in such a familiar way. Once Steve placed a hand on his shoulder Peter tensed immediately and he was brought back to the fights.
Grabbing the hand on his shoulder, he twisted and brought the person over his shoulder slamming them down onto the grovel on the roof and pinned an arm over their throat.
"Peter!" Tony gasped at the sudden sight that just happened
But from Steve's view he saw the wild look in Peter's eyes. The defensive look, a look that a wild animal makes to protect themselves
"Hey Pete is okay...it's okay baby" Steve said softly starting into Peter's wild eyes and saw how they slowly soften at the words and how he release his grip
"It's okay Peter"
Peter looked from Steve to Tony and flinched when the elevator opened revealing Bruce. Containing his breathing Peter locked eyes with Tony and let out a breath he didn't know he was holding.
Tony held his breath not knowing if Peter will react good of bad; although he wasn't expecting it, he fully embraced the hug his son gave him.
"Daddy?" Peter's broken voice broke his heart and Tony wrapped a secure arm around his son holding him tight forgetting everyone around
"It's okay sweetheart" Tony placed a kiss on the top of Peter's head as he watched Steve and Bruce converse and the long face his husband pulled at Bruce's words
"Lets go get some place warm, okay bambi?" Tony felt the nod of his son's head and gently lead him to the elevator
Nightmares erase themselves when his son clung to him. Not fully but his son held them at bay, hoping that he can hold hold them away.
When they all arrived at medbay the sun was starting to rise and Natasha ran out of the room with almost crazed look in her eye. Once it landed on Peter she composed herself and slowly make her way to the small group.
"Was that worry i saw Romanoff?"
"Just worried that Peter hadn't been up for a day and is already hanging out with you Stark" Natasha coolly masked her expression and turned to the boy
"Why don't you go get properly dress Tony, i'll watch over Peter and make sure he is okay" Natasha said eyeing the tank top and boxers the mechanic has on
"Thanks Natasha, we will be right back" Steve said as he dragged his hesitated husband to the elevator
They only stopped when Peter refused to let go of Tony.
"Dad...i don't know...what if...please stay" Peter look into his father's eyes with fear
Tony broke by his son's fear and gave him another hug squeezing even tighter in it was possible.
"I'll be right back sweetheart, i promise" Tony gave another kiss to his forehead and looked calmly into his eyes.
Natasha made her presence known when she coughed and placed her hand lightly on Peter's shoulder. Peter flinched and looked at the red-haired woman.
"Watch him Natasha" Tony gave the assassin a stern look before disappearing in the elevator
Peter froze at that name. He knows it, he loves it.
"Peter?" Natasha's voice held warmth and when Peter looked up at her, he saw the security in her face
"Come on, let's go sit down okay?"
Natasha led the boy into the room he was in and saw the still sleeping Scott. Frowning internally she walked over to him and flicked his ear. Jumping awake Scott looked around frantically eyes finally setting on the young boy.
"Pete? Hey man when did your wake up?" Scott stretched awake and went to go give the teenager a hug
Natasha then held her hand out to stop Scott when Peter took a step back.
"Go take a shower Scott and inform the others that this section is off limits until Peter is well" Natasha look over her shoulder and smiled at the terrified boy
Some of the tension eased off of Peter when Scott left with a glare from Natasha. Bruce then cleared his throat and left with the statement of looking into the files.
Silence filled the room while Peter was assessing the woman in front of him. He didn't know why but he just wanted to run into her arms and stay there.
"There...at the place there was a woman who said to be my mother. But I didn't believe her, and I don't know you -I mean i must've because I trust you or i feel like i can trust you- but when i heard your voice it brought back feelings i didn't knew i had and i couldn't-didn't know where it came from and…" Peter didn't know where this rambling came from of why he had to express himself to her. But he couldn't help it, he wanted to tell her. Maybe from the old Peter but the new one wanted him too.
Natasha smiled at the boy, he still had his word vomit. Even with the horrors Hydra put him through, his ability to ramble nonsense was still intact, thank Thor.
"Peter" Natasha cupped Peter's face in her hands and guided his eyes to meet her own
"What is it?" Natasha saw the wave of emotions that was held in Peter's eyes and couldn't help the wall that came crumbling down inside of her.
"A-are you my mom?"
Natasha smiled at the boy and brought her lips to his forehead. Her little spider. Safe away from Hydra, finally confessed his feelings for her. And as the maternal side of her swell up, she couldn't help but focus on some of his words. I don't know you.
They tortured her Little Spider so bad that he lost some memories. But he clung to them enough that he recognized her as his mother. And she couldn't have been more prouder.
"What do you think my Little Spider?"
Natasha held his gaze as he thought for a second. When that man came to help him he heard her voice and he felt a surge of emotion. He knew her, he knew her, he just doesn't know her.
"Hi...mom" Peter the squeezed her in a hug and tensed a little when Natasha hugged back.
Her Little Spider is here. Is safe. Forgotten things but safe from Hydra. All there is left to do is to find out what they had done to him and reverse it as much as they possibly can.
Mama Spider and Little Spider fluff in this chapter. Sorry about late uploads this chapter was a bit hard to make, I hardly knew what to write. If you want to see anything in the next chapter let me know and I'll include it in the best of my abilities! Until the next chapter my lovelies!
