Peter woke up with his stomach growling. He looked around the room and smiled when he saw MJ curled up in a chair, nose in a book. "Hey". He still felt a little groggy but hunger was winning the battle.

MJ looked up from her book. "Hey yourself. How are you feeling?"

"Hungry. What time is it?" Peter tried to push himself up.

MJ glanced down at her watch as she stood to help Peter maneuver into a sitting position. "Almost 1pm. On Friday. What do you want to eat?"

"I don't know...food." It came out snippier than Peter intended but he felt pain shoot through his side as he shifted in bed. Reaching down he felt the bandage and tried to look at it.

"You got shot. Just a graze." MJ crosses her arms and looked at Peter. Tony was right. Hurt Peter equaled Irritable Peter.

Peter frowned. "When did I get shot?"

MJ sighed, "Best guess is that it happened when we were leaving the building. Wyatt got hit in the shoulder." MJ saw the look of panic on Peter's face and added quickly "He's fine. He's in the room next door." She sat down and scrutinized him. She needed a baseline of behavior so she'd know better how to deal with him when he was hurt. But, she also knew from years of shoving protein bars at him the next morning after Karen had let her know he had gotten hurt the night before that he really did need to eat. "FRIDAY, can you get someone to bring Peter some 'food'. And let Tony know he's awake?"

"Enacting 'Hungry Baby Protocol'."

"FRIDAY, I thought we changed the name." Peter asked, exasperated, trying not to look at MJ who was laughing uncontrollably.

"Boss changed it back."

Peter growled, glancing over at MJ. "It's not that funny."

"Yes it is." MJ forced herself to stop laughing. Deciding that switching subjects was the best way to handle Peter right now she leaned forward to look at him. "So what do you remember?"

Peter frowned again and looked down at his lap trying to pull memories out. "Getting out of the building and portaling to the hanger. Not much after that. I think dad was here last night?" He looked over at MJ with a questioning look. "I remember him saying Wyatt was ok, Ned had been found, and he sent you to get something to eat." At least he hoped that was a memory and not just a dream.

MJ nodded. "Not bad. I didn't think you'd remember anything from the plane. You were unconscious before I finished cleaning up your side." Ignoring the look on Peter's face at that comment, she continued to the stuff she knew Peter was most concerned about. "They found Ned in a local hospital with the controller tech still on his neck. They wanted to get it removed before bringing him back. So far he doesn't remember much."

Peter let out a sigh of relief. Knowing that Ned would be ok he felt like a weight had been lifted.

MJ smiled at his obvious relief. "Wyatt got shot in the shoulder. No skull fracture. They put him in some kind of devise the Dr. Cho created? Cradle technology? Anyway, bullet wound is almost completely healed. He'll have to do a little bit of rehab in Boston which your dad and Dr. Cho are setting up. I think his head still hurts a little bit."

Peter nodded. He had seen the cradle tech used once before when Nat had gotten shot in the leg on a mission. It was pretty impressive. "How freaked out is Jennifer?"

"Not as bad as it could be. I think she'll keep everyone's secrets. She and Wyatt are talking. Not sure where that's going. I'm sure I've got a couple days worth of unpacking everything when we get back Sunday night."

Peter frowned when she mentioned going back Sunday night. He had enjoyed being with MJ for a full week. It was easy to forget they they both had to return to school on Monday. In different cities.

"I know. Me too." MJ knew the look on Peter's face. She leaned over and rested her elbows on the bed. "I really liked spending the week with you."

"Even though I spent the entire week obsessing over Avenger stuff and then someone tried to kill us?" Peter looked over at her, doubt flashing across his face.

MJ didn't hesitate. "Yes. And even sitting here waiting for you to wake up. And even cleaning up a bullet wound in your side. All of it. The good and the bad." She paused and grabbed his hand. "This was preferable to waiting for the text that simply said 'I'm not dead.'"

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Tony fastened a prototype watch on Davis's wrist. "Ok. Envision your tactical gear. You've seen Peter's suit form. Think about your gear forming the same way."

Davis looked over at Tony with skepticism. "How am I supposed to 'envision' tactical gear?"

Tony sighed. This was so much easier with Peter. "I don't know. Just imagine the gear on."

Davis shook his head but closed his eyes. At this point he just felt stupid...until he felt his tactical gear covering his body. Opening his eyes he looked down. "That was seriously cool."

Tony leaned back against the lab table and smirked. "This just means we're a little closer to nailing down exactly how you form portals. And, you now have a cool little gadget and you don't have to change into your gear."

Now that he could do it, Davis retracted and formed the gear several times until he saw Tony rolling his eyes. "Sorry. Wyatt is going to be so mad."

There was a gleeful tone to the comment that Tony could appreciate. "You're using your brain to control the portals. Which means there's a lot more you could probably to with them. It's also why you couldn't portal near the building in California. The controller technology interferes with brain waves. The nanotechnology also utilizes a mental component. Peter and I haven't really been able to isolate exactly which part of our brain waves are controlling the tech. All we know is that not everyone can use it. So problem one solved."

"Boss, Peter is awake. I'm sending food to his room. Would you like anything to eat?"

Tony smiled. Peter was awake. "No FRIDAY. Just send food for Peter and MJ." He looked over at Davis who was still fiddling with the watch and the nanotech. "Report to imaging. I need a brain scan." He heard Davis groan as he walked out of the room and headed towards Peter's room.

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"Hey kid!" Tony walked into Peter's room, happy to see him sitting up, MJ perched on the side of the bed. He glanced at the monitors as he moved to the other side of Peter's bed. "How are you feeling?"

"Side hurts and I'm hungry."

Tony chuckled and sat down in the chair next to Peter's bed and handed him a protein bar. FRIDAY would have everyone moving quickly to get Peter something to eat but it still took a little bit of time.

Peter unwrapped the protein bar and ate it in two bites. Swallowing he looked over, "Thanks dad."

Tony nodded. "If your heart stays in sync Dr. Cho will probably release you once she sees that your side is starting to heal." He knew how much Peter hated sleeping in hospital beds. Peter would be driving everyone crazy as soon as he had some food in him. "How's the stickiness?"

Peter shrugged. "Better than before. But not reliable yet." He thought back to the last time he had been hit with electricity. Now that he had time to think through the events something about Ned using a taser on him seemed odd. "Dad, don't you think it's weird that they used a taser on me?"

MJ straightened up and looked between Tony and Peter. She could tell there was more to it than just a simple question.

Tony nodded. "They knew you were Spider-Man. It seems like an oddly specific choice of weapon. Maybe Ned told them once they put the controller device on him."

Peter shook his head. "Dad, Ned didn't know about what happened with Osborn. The only people who know anything about it are in this building."

Tony sat back and looked at Peter. "You didn't tell Ned?"

Peter shook his head and glanced over at MJ. "MJ didn't know about it until the thing with Harry." He looked back over at his dad. "How sure are we that his files and notes didn't get out."

Tony scrubbed a hand over his face. "Not 100%."

MJ looked between the two. "You think someone has Osborn's information on Peter?" She could only imagine what that would include. She knew Peter had been used as a lab rat and she knew Osborn had known who he was.

Tony frowned. "Maybe. It explains how they knew who he was. And they definitely would've had to have known who he was if they had vibranium handcuffs. You can't just pick those up anywhere. And using electricity is just too much of a coincidence." This wasn't good on so many fronts. His knee jerk reaction was going to be to keep Peter at the compound but he knew that wouldn't be received well.

Peter looked between MJ and his dad. "I'm not hiding so both of you get it out of your head. We'll deal with it." Peter cycles through what he would need to put in place to keep MJ safe. He wasn't sure how she would take it but he'd have to make sure she understood it was non-negotiable.

They all looked at the door as it opened and a cart was pushed in containing lunch for Peter and MJ. Tony looked at the two. "You eat, I'll go talk to Nat and Steve."

MJ and Peter watched Tony walk out of the room, followed by the person who had delivered their food. Peter picked up a sandwich and took a couple bites trying to figure out how to broach the subject with MJ. He finally settled on the direct approach. "MJ..."

MJ looked up from her sandwich. "You want me to have a tracker and some kind of body guard don't you?"

Peter stared at her. Of course she knew what he was thinking. "Yes. If they know who I am then they know who is important to me."

"Ok." MJ took another bite of her sandwich.

Peter looked at her suspiciously. "That was way easier than I expected."

"Peter, I'm not stupid and I don't have a death wish. Being your girlfriend means that I'm a target for anyone who wants to get to you. And I don't just mean you Spider-Man but also you Peter Parker, Tony Stark's son. I knew what I was getting into and I did it with my eyes open." MJ put her sandwich down and looked at Peter. "I'm all in. Tracker and body guard included."