Twelve

Hot. He felt so hot. He felt as if his blood was boiling and no matter how much he wanted it to stop, how much Peter practically begged, his blood still seem to boil. When he wasn't feeling like his entire blood was boiling like a melting pot he was struggling to breath.

Peter gasped for breath, but it felt like his lungs were threating to collapse on him. He occasionally felt a cool, feminine hand stroking his head and whispering something to him. He however couldn't tell if it was Wanda, May, Natasha, or Pepper.

Or maybe it was some guardian angel that Peter had no idea existed.

Stupid, he was so, so stupid. Why did he think he was strong enough to even make a dent in whatever operation HYDRA was currently planning. How could he had been so beyond idiotic?

He wasn't even out of high school yet. Hell, Tony had something in his suit called the baby monitor protocol. Who the hell managed to win against HYDRA with someone who had something called the baby monitor protocol? It was just embarrassing.

His face still hurt. He felt as if his entire row of teeth had been knocked out, as if that was even possible. Someone was shoving a tube down his throat and he seemed to choke in pain.

"Just hold on, Pete." Peter heard Dr. Banner's voice. "Just hold on, we are almost done and then you call fall asleep. We are almost done, you're ok. You're safe."

Peter wanted to scream that he wasn't, but he didn't have a chance too because whatever they gave him knocked him right out. For the first time in a long time, Peter could finally have a long, peaceful sleep.

"Tony, he's waking up. The doctors are weaning him out of the drugs. He should be awake in the next hour or so." Steve looked at the man in front on him. One of the most stubbornest men in the planet (and one who knew that cared about Peter deeply) who hadn't move from his lab the entire time that Peter had been at the hospital despite the pleas and threats from Pepper. "Don't you want to see him?"

"Not now," Tony mumbled. He didn't even look at Steve. He was too busy staring at the screen in front of him. "Let May spend some time with him and Wanda too. She was crying her eyes out the last time I saw her."

"I think it would benefit you from seeing him," Steve repeated again. "You know clear the air a bit, Tones."

Tony didn't respond to Steve again, but he also didn't move from where he was staring at the screen. Steve could feel his irritation growing, but he also knew that Tony was stubborn and he couldn't force him to do anything that he didn't want too. So he decided to humor him. "What are you working on? Is it something for the suit?"

"If you must know is all the information that I gather from HYDRA. It's long and extensive." He looked over his shoulder. "Nice ass kicking from a few years ago, by the way."

"You can worry about that later, now you have to go see-"

"No Steve, I have to worry about that now." Tony said, feeling irritated. "Thanks to the Power Rangers over there they have opened a can of worms that I didn't want open. Now I have to fix it before it becomes worse and they come hunting Peter down or worse. So no, I don't want to see Peter right now."

Someone was singing to him in Russian. Well at least he thought it was Russian, he was never that good with languages and there was a reason why he was barely passing Spanish with a C. His head throbbed, and he fought the urge to open his eyes.

He just wanted to curl up into bed and never wake up, but he needed to know who was singing that Russian song. He slowly opened his eyes, feeling his body slowly wake up from whatever pain medicine they had him on. Which thanks to the spider bite was more than the average person.

After a few minutes his eyes seemed to focus again as his eyes settled on the beautiful red headed agent who had whispered the last remaining lyrics of the nursery rhyme. "Peter, you're awake." She said a phrase in Russian that Peter didn't quite understand, but he awkwardly nodded.

He stared at his arms that had been wrapped with thick bandages and cleared his throat. "How long was I-you know out of it."

"Almost a week," her eyes furrowed in concern. "You're at the medical bay in the Avengers headquarters. Tony wouldn't let us take you anywhere else. How are you feeling, Spidey?"

Peter felt a familiar coat of embarrassment flush across his face. His own failures seemed to mock him and he once again felt like a dumb teenager. Which he was, but come on. "Better. A little sore, but better."

"Bruce mentioned that, he said that you should be fine within the next few days." Her voice softened which to Peter was worse. He would have preferred it if Nat had started yelling at him like anyone else would have. Now he just felt very small. "Peter what you did was very stupid. I know that Fury manipulated the situation, but still you should have never accepted."

"I know." He said quietly.

"Everyone was really freaking out." Damn, Natasha really knew how to lay on the guilt. "We thought you were dead, Peter. Thankfully, you're not."

"I'm sorry," he mumbled feeling his face turn a familiar shade of crimson. "I didn't think, I thought I could handle it. I guess not." His voice wobbled at the end. Instead of proving to the Avengers that he could handle everything after Thanos he instead had landed flat on his face.

Natasha pressed a hand against his shoulder and kissed him on the forehead. "Hey, Kid don't be so hard on yourself. This is you first screwup or second or third whatever. No one ended up killed and that's the good part."

He let out a small laugh. "You weren't so hard on me, why? I though there would be a lot more yelling."

Natasha stifled a laugh. "Oh, there will be believe me, I just thought I would give you a breath Spiderling."

For the next few hours Peter received an assortment of visitors in the recovery wing. Bucky and Sam didn't say much, but they did teach him how to play poker with Sam offering a few not so helpful suggestions. Vision brought him a plate of homemade and burnt chocolate chip cookies, while Wanda sat next to him trying not to cry and threatening to drop him off in the middle of Siberia if that happened again.

Pepper and Steve surprise, surprise delivered a speech on responsibility that made Peter feel very small. Clint video chatted and Peter finally meet his kids while Bruce quietly mended Peter's injuries.

The worse of course was Aunt May who burst into tears when saw him and threatened not to let him see the light of day until he went to college. Peter responded that he probably deserved that. Him and Aunt May watched The Breakfast Club for the rest of the afternoon.

But there was someone that was missing. Tony.

-End of Chapter Twelve-

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