I CAN SEE THE REAL YOU

(SO, PLEASE. STOP CRYING)

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Disclaimer: Iron Man and Avenger belongs to Marvel. And Sherlock Holmes belongs to Arthur Conan Doyle. But idk Sherlock movie belongs to who :'D

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Genre (s): Hurt/Comfort/Family

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Warning: Typo is my most loyal fan, spelling mistakes because English is not my mother language, Possibly OOC, Mostly Fluff with a lot of Angst. I hope.

Betaed by TrueTrashKing

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May wrung her hands as she peeked through the ajar door, watching her nephew's back with a worried glance. He's been sitting on the windowsill for the past hour, doing nothing but swinging his legs and watching the clouds goes by. Sometimes, he sniffed, shoulders wracked with hidden grief. But in the next second, he'd wipe his tear away in one swipe, watching the pedestrians walking around down there.

At first, when Peter was back from his 'internship' Tony offered, May was glad. He knew Tony promised to keep him safe, knew that as a billionaire, he had the resources to assign bodyguard(s) to watch over Peter. So she didn't mind too much.

But then when she opened the door, Peter barreled into her with a hug, sobbing his eyes out and babbling apologies. May was startled for a second before her mind stopped working as she saw what Peter was wearing.

A spiderman suit

She had just watched Spiderman fight in a, what the media called, Civil War a few minutes ago.

And her nephew is the Spiderman.

May was angry. No, scratch that. She was mad as hell (pardon the swearing). How dare Tony lie to her? How dare he bring her sweet, sweet child into a war that doesn't involve him in the first place! She wanted to give him her piece of mind, along with maybe a slap or two. She wanted to demand what was he thinking in that supposed brilliant brain he claimed to have, involving him with the Avengers- in a should-never-involved-a-kids-at-all problem—

"Tony is dead."

—then Peter's word sunk in and her anger turned into horrified realization.

She didn't release her grip on her nephews' fragile figure as he told her the full story. About how he got his powers. That he had been doing this superhero gig for almost a year. That Tony may be offering the 'internship' but he didn't force him to join because this is an adult problem and he needs Peter just so he could use his power to capture them and avoid collateral damage and not for fighting. That Tony told him to stay at the hotel as he will try to bargain another round to his teammate (no. Not teammate anymore) and resolve their dispute. That, no matter how many hours he waited and waited and waited...Tony never came back.

That Vision only offered his condolence as Peter stood in shock.

"It's my fault. I should've accompanied him. I should've stayed by his side. Now he's gone. He's gone, May! And it's my fault!"

No it's not, Peter. It's not your fault. May wanted to say. Never your fault. Not for Tony's death. Not even for Ben's.

Because May knew. That the billionaire's death brought very bad memories to the surfaces. That her nephew always blamed himself for the death of her husband. Always thinking about that famous 'what if' scenarios; what if he didn't wander away? What if they didn't have that argument? What if he ran fast enough to stop the robbery? What if. What if. What if.

Peter, an eleven years old child Peter, adored Tony Stark from the moment he saw him on the television, as an engineer who practically created all the tech their family ever had. Adored him when he announced to the world he's Iron Man, a hero. Adored him even more when he saved him from that science expo disaster.

Tony may have never acknowledged his existence before her nephew. But Peter knew him enough, he watched every video of his expo to cheered himself up after Ben's death.

That, May bitterly thought, Peter basically lost his two precious, role figures.

(Peter will tell her one day, that Happy told him Tony recognized him, long before the Spiderman thing. As Tony always keep an eye on every genius from every university so that he could offer them the (real) intern after they graduated. Peter is on the top five list. And that at least calmed May's vicious thought about Tony using his nephew for his power only).

That day, May held him as he cried himself to sleep. Crying along for his nephew suffering.

(She wished Ben is with them right now. With her right now.)

(Being a single parent is hard).

"Karen." May fished her Stark phone out—Mrs. Potts gave one to her after she heard Peter finally told his aunt about his real identity. Fully equipped with the AI in Peter's suit so she can monitor him whenever he was out patrolling—walked away from her nephew's door and whispered, "what happened at the Potts tower?"

"Peter was upset because the exVanger are back." The mechanical voice echoed.

Ah, right. Today was the day, huh? May was too caught up with her work, she didn't have time to watch the news. That's why he suddenly went back home and just, brood.

The traitors are back. She is worried about Peter's safety.

(Because they destroyed the tunnel and killed too many people after that war)

(Because one of them killed Tony Stark)

"Karen..." May said, "you'll watch over him for me, right?"

Sure, Peter had lie to her. Sure, Tony had lie to her. She will never forgive them fully for that, for making her worry unnecessary. But even then—

"Always, ma'am" Karen answered. Judging from her tone, the AI is smiling.

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You two are still watching over us, huh?

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When May finally meets Tony in the afterlife someday, she will still give him that slap though.

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And speaking about the exVanger, where are that two people disappear to?

TO BE CONTINUE

(A/N): Oh waow I'm crying again, what the heck? :'D

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Akabane Kazama