Had a small medical issue that made me not able to write for a few days and not do much of anything. I'm 80% sure I'm fine now.

Enjoy!

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They all stood outside the glass watching into the room where other doctors watched over Peter.

"He's in a coma?" Michelle asked, turning to Shuri.

"Medically induced yes. We are pumping the chemicals to retrain his brain into that pod, and at the same time altering memories and putting a more positive spin on them."

"He's in a coma and you didn't think to tell his two closest friends?" Michelle said again.

"He never brought you guys up. I think he wants to be cured before interacting with people."

"So wake him up. That thing will help him with Albert right?" Michelle said.

"It's not safe or necessary to wake him up unless something medical goes wrong," Shuri responded.

"So why can't you make it so he hates Albert or something. Make it so i-it doesn't hurt when he finds out."

"The chemicals are meant to target painful memories, if we target happiness it would change every happy memory. I'm sorry but it just isn't an option."

After a long pause, Michelle said, "Can I go in there and talk to him? Uh, alone?"

Ned turned and started walking and Shuri pressed a button that man a buzzing noise inside and the doctors began to filter out.

"He's semi-conscious, he won't be able to remember what you say to him while under so get it all out now," Shuri said, then turned and followed the last doctor out of the door.

Michelle opened the door and stepped inside the room.

"Hey, Pete." She said with a smile, "I'm glad you're getting help. Though you could have called."

She stepped towards the pod, "I guess you kept a lot of secrets though. Like the fact your Spider-Man."

She was able to see a peaceful face under the glass and a flash of Albert crossed her eyes.

"But I hate secrets. I hate keeping them, and I'm awful at keeping them a secret."

She dragged a chair next to him, "Alberts dead Peter." She said. Her voice was emotionless but she was holding back tears.

"He died last night... We think he overdosed," She said wiping under her eye for a tear that escaped.

"Goddammit, Peter why are you always gone." She said suddenly mad, "You're leaving us alone to deal with our problems and your dead friend."

"I would have never spoken to that man if it weren't' for you. It wouldn't suck that he died if it weren't for you." She banged on the glass hoping it would wake him up and he would be able to grieve with her. But her anger melted away when she saw his heart rate pick up and remembered he was trying to be fixed from traumatic experiences.

She looked down at her now red hands, "I'm sorry Pete. It's just been a hard few months. It's not your fault. It's no one's fault. I just… I just wish you were here with me. I'll talk to the people here and make sure he gets a nice funeral. And I'll make sure they push it so you can come."

She looked down at her watch. A small mental breakdown only took her a few minutes.

Time moves a lot slower when you are waiting for news. Michelle knew that Albert overdosed but it would just put her mind at ease to know for sure that no one hurt the poor old man.

"Princess Shuri has requested you to join her on the Avengers floor one for dinner." A monotone female voice said from above her.

Michelle jumped off the chair and looked around the room.

"W-what the hell? Who was that?"

"I am F.R.I.D.A.Y. Mr. Starks AI." The voice said again.

"Oh," Michelle said a hand over her heart as she tried to catch her breath. She looked down at Peter and could have sworn he had a bigger smile on his face than before. Mocking her for being scared.

"Bye Pete," Michelle said then walked out of the room. F.R.I.D.A.Y guided her to the elevator and took her to the correct floor.

The doors slid open and Tony Stark and Black Widow were both leaning against a large kitchen island speaking to a very nervous Ned.

Captain America and, could that be Bruce Banner sitting on a couch near the others listening to Ned closely.

Shuri was standing near one of the huge glass walls looking down at the city.

"So we decided to search with Peter with him and we all just sort of became friends," Ned said. He looked like he had gotten himself to calm down. Maybe seeing his heroes was enough to pull himself together for the time being.

"And you found his body today?" Widow asked.

"Yeah." Michelle said walking into the kitchen and taking a seat next to Ned.

"Stark and I have decided to give him a nice funeral." Shuri said from her spot near the window.

"With a little research I found out a few things about him," Tony started, "He was a veteran and was diagnosed with PTSD ten years ago and quickly dropped off the grid. And he has a daughter though it looks like she cut him off when she had a kid. We notified her of what happened." He finished.

"And Peter will be able to come right?" Michelle imagining the guilt at not being at your friends funeral.

"Peter will be able to attend yes." Shuri said, "Know let's get all the planning out of the way now." Joining them by the island.

Someone must have ordered food at some point, but the people helped Shuri and Ned pick out everything that would make Albert's funeral pay tribute to him.

Michelle got a call around nine from the coroner's office saying that it was a self-inflicted drug overdose, and it didn't look like a suicide.

After another hour of them figuring out what flowers should be where and who should attend Michelle decided to go home.

She ignored her dad trying to ask her where she was and slammed her door shut, curling up in her bed and cried until it hurt.

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Thank you all so much for 60k! I can't believe it.

I got a comment saying this was sad and I can't say I disagree. One more chapter of sad and I promise this will be fluffier than my cat. And she is a fluffy kitty.