Wyatt woke up with a miserable pounding in his head. He blinked to try to clear the fog but was met with a sharp pain. He let out a groan in response.

"Wyatt?"

He tried to look in the direction of the voice. "Jen? What...Peter!" He tried to sit up as the memory of Peter lying crumpled on the ground came rushing back only to be hit with an overwhelming waive of nausea.

Jennifer pushed his head back into her lap. "He's still unconscious." She looked over at MJ who was sitting next to Peter with her hands on his chest. Jennifer could see the matching zip tie holding MJ's wrists together. She looked back down at Wyatt. "We're pretty sure you have a concussion. I think I got the bleeding to stop."

He looked between MJ and Jennifer. "Are you two ok?"

MJ and Jennifer both nodded. "We're fine."

Wyatt glanced around the room. "Where are we?"

MJ spoke from across the room. "It feels like some kind of storage room." She glanced up at the window. "Door is obviously locked. Windows have bars."

"How is he?" Wyatt tried to turn his head to look at Peter.

MJ shrugged. "Still unconscious. He hasn't woken up yet but he's still breathing."

Wyatt looked back up at Jennifer. "Help me sit up."

"Are you sure?" Jennifer frowned. Wyatt still looked pretty bad.

"No. But do it anyway." His wrists were similarly zip tied which meant he had to rely way more than he wanted to on Jennifer to maneuver him into a sitting position. "Ok, walk me through what happened." His head still hurt but he slightly less foggy than he was before.

"We were walking out of the restaurant and ran into Peter's friend Ned. He had some kind of taser in his hand and hit Peter in the chest with it." Jennifer looked across at Peter and MJ. Peter hadn't moved since they were shoved into the small room.

"Ned had something on the back of his neck." MJ looked at Wyatt. She hadn't said anything to Jennifer yet but she wasn't sure how they were going to get out of this without her finding out. "I think it was the controller tech you all were looking into. Then you fought off two of them until the third one pointed a gun at Peter's head."

Wyatt nodded. It was starting to come back. He shifted slightly against the wall only to have pain shoot through his head. "How long was I out?"

MJ glanced down at her watch. "A couple hours. It's a little after midnight."

Wyatt looked over at Peter. "Why is he in cuffs instead of zip ties like the rest of us?"

"My guess is they know who he is." MJ reached down and brushed her fingers across them. "I'm pretty sure they're vibranium. I saw some when I was in Africa last summer."

"Great." Wyatt pulled his wrists to test the zip ties. He didn't think he had enough leverage to break them.

Jennifer looked between MJ and Wyatt. "You two owe me a really big explanation when we get out of here."

MJ and Wyatt's response was cut off by the groan coming from Peter. "Peter?" MJ leaned over Peter so she could see if he was waking up.

"I feel like crap." Peter hadn't opened his eyes yet. He could feel MJ leaning over him.

"You got hit with a taser. I think you're heart is probably out of rhythm." MJ leaned closer. "Can you open your eyes please?"

Peter opened a single eye and glanced up at MJ. "We do not have a great track record with dates."

MJ let out a laugh and leaned over and pressed her head against Peter's chest. Leaning back up she looked down into both eyes. "What do you need?"

"An IV and a couple days to sleep. I don't think I'm getting either." He glanced around the room. "Wyatt?"

"I'm good."

Jennifer snorted in response. "What? How is this good? You have a concussion. I don't know how Peter isn't dead. This is not good."

Wyatt shifted to look at Jennifer. "We'll be fine. Trust me." He tipped his head forward against her forehead. "Trust me."

Peter tried to move his arms and realized he was handcuffed. He held them up to his face and let out a sigh when he realized he wasn't getting out of them. Reaching down he pulled MJ's wrists up. Inspecting the zip tie he applied a little pressure and snapped it, freeing her wrists. He glanced over at Wyatt. "You two are going to have to come to me. I don't think I can sit up yet." He knew from experience that sitting up would be bad. As long as he stayed flat the dizziness was bearable. Maybe if he gave it a little more time he could manage long enough to get them all out of here.

Jennifer stood up, using the wall to brace herself. After struggling to get Wyatt to his feet and failing she leaned over, "I'll be back in a sec."

She walked over and knelt next to Peter and watched him break the zip tie effortlessly. "How did you do that?"

Peter shrugged and looked up at MJ. "Can you help her get Wyatt over here?"

MJ nodded, stood up and followed Jennifer over to Wyatt. Each grabbing an arm they pulled him to his feet.

"Yeah, I should have just scooted over." Wyatt blinked a couple times trying to clear his vision. Thankfully the room wasn't very large so he quickly slid down the wall and landed next to Peter. Holding out his arms he waited for Peter to snap the zip ties. "Options?"

"I can probably get us out of the room but I'm not going to be overly helpful in a fight." In his current position he really couldn't test his stickiness but based on what happened last time he was pretty sure it was unreliable at best. He scanned the room again. No cameras. He looked over at MJ and Jennifer who had sat down on the other side of him. "Any idea where we are?"

MJ shook her head. "After Wyatt was knocked out they threw us all in the back of a van. No windows. Maybe a 30 minute drive. When we got here they had backed the van up to the building so there wasn't really an opportunity to see much. A couple trees to the right and just building to the left. Hallway from the door to this room passed a couple other rooms. We did have to turn a corner to get here. In addition to the three that grabbed us I saw maybe two or three others."

"You got all of that while being dragged down a hall?" Jennifer turned to stare at her.

Peter smirked. "She's observant." He looked back at MJ. "Ned?"

MJ shook her head again. "After Wyatt pushed him away from you I lost track of him. He wasn't in the van nor did I see him when we got here." She took a deep breath knowing that her comment was going to elicit questions from Jennifer. "I think they used the controller tech on him. He had something on the back of his neck."

Peter pulled up his hands again and looked at his watch. The electricity had fried most of it. He tried to form the web shooter on the other wrist and couldn't make it work. He glanced up at MJ. "I'm assuming you tried the panic button?"

She nodded and smirked. "In the van. It's when I realized it was fried."

Peter looked back over at Wyatt. "I can get us out of the room but I don't know if I want to risk trying to run with the girls. Last time I got hit with electricity Bucky and dad had to carry me to the Quinjet. It doesn't feel as bad this time but I'm still not functioning at 100%." He looked at Wyatt's head and added "Neither are you."

Wyatt nodded in agreement. "Bobby, Johnny, and Davis won't realize anything is wrong until they get home or possibly not even until the morning."

Peter sucked in a breath. "So our options are to wait and see what happens, try to escape, or figure out how to reach the rest of the team."

Wyatt nodded. "I don't like option 1 or 2. Think any of the nanobots are still functioning?"

Jennifer looked at MJ and then at Peter and Wyatt. "What team? What are you taking about?"

Wyatt cringed and looked over at Jennifer. "I promise I will tell you everything when we get out of here."

MJ reached over and grabbed Jennifer's hand. "Let them figure it out, Ok? It'll be fine."

Jennifer stared at MJ. "How are you not freaked out by this? We were kidnapped off the street."

Peter looked up at Jennifer. "This isn't a kidnapping. It'll be ok." He looked back at Wyatt. "Help me try to sit up."

Wyatt reached under his shoulder and helped pull him up. MJ slid next to Peter to give him a little more support. Together they maneuvered him against the wall.

Head spinning Peter pulled his knees up and dropped his head to rest on them. Focusing on breathing he could feel his heart beating in an uneven rhythm. Fighting through it he lifted his head and held his wrists out to MJ. "Can you take my watch off? And the bracelet."

MJ maneuvered the bracelet off and started unfastening the watch. Once it was off she handed them back to Peter.

Peter looked between Wyatt and MJ. "Which of you wants the web-shooter."

"I'm assuming MJ has played with them before? Give it to her."

Peter nodded and handed the bracelet back to MJ. Once it was on her wrist he triggered the manual button, hoping it hadn't gotten fried. The web shooter formed seamlessly across her wrist and hand. MJ had played with the web shooters more than he would probably ever admit to his dad. There had been a 'talk' at one point about how they weren't toys after he and Ned had spun a hammock and a fort in his room at the apartment. Right now he was glad MJ had experience using them. He smiled as she tested it by firing a web, attaching it to the door knob.

"What the hell." Jennifer looked at Peter. "You're Spider-Man?"

"Yes." Peter thought that keeping the answer short was best right now. "Ok, anyone have anything on them that I could potentially use as a screw driver?"

Wyatt and the girls dug through their pockets. Jennifer was the only one with anything close which was a hair pin. She shrugged, "I read too much Nancy Drew as a kid. I always have a hair pin."

Peter leaned his head back and tried to focus on the back of the watch. It had a micro arc reactor in it. It would have survived the electricity. He was hoping there would be a few wires that he could use to basically hot wire something.

MJ reached over and took the hair pin and watch from him. "Neither you nor Wyatt can focus. Tell me what to do."

Peter leaned his head back and closed his eyes, guiding her through taking the watch apart from memory. Once she had the arc reactor and the wiring exposed he leaned forward again and tried to focus on the wires. Instead the dizziness got worse and he felt like he couldn't breathe.

"Jennifer, hold this." MJ gently placed the watch into Jennifer's palm. "Peter, look at me." She forced his head up and locked eyes with him. "I'm going to pinch your nose and I want you to try to force air through your nose. I know it's weird but I took more biology classes than you did." She reached forward and pinched his nose and watched him make a face trying to follow instructions.

"Holy crap that worked." Peter looked at her and took a deep breath.

MJ shrugged. "It's not going to fix the damage but it'll force your heart back in rhythm. It stimulates a nerve that forces it to synch back up."

Peter leaned forward and looked at the watch housing and wires. Most of them were fried.

"What are you thinking?" Wyatt leaned over and looked at what they had to work with.

"Using the arc reactor to power something long enough to send a message to Johnny. GPS coordinate preferably." The watch had the ability, Peter just needed to isolate the component parts. He started to work on striping out the parts until he had a pile of good wiring and various chips and boards he thought weren't too damaged. Having to pause every couple minutes to breath and force his heart back into rhythm was starting to drain him. He didn't want to know how long it took him but he finally got it wired. He looked over at Wyatt who had his head against the wall and his eyes closed. "What do you think. SOS and GPS coordinates?"

Wyatt nodded without opening his eyes. "If they can't decipher that we need to go through some remedial training."

Peter paused before triggering the signal. "Crap." He held up his hand to keep everyone quiet. He had been trying to listen for voices. Until now they had been too far away to hear clearly.

"What are we doing with them?"

"Kill them. We almost have everything loaded."

"What if Parker is awake and the other one are awake?"

"Then you'll have to move fast won't you."

Peter triggered the signal and looked at Wyatt. "We've got to move. Now."