Tony walked into the command center. Steve and Natasha had been sifting through bits of information they had recovered in California. "I think Osborn's information got out."

Natasha sat back and looked at Tony. "Because of the taser?"

"And the handcuffs. You can't just pick up vibranium handcuffs on your way to a kidnapping." Tony leaned against the table and looked at Natasha and Steve. "They knew who he was and they were prepared for him."

Steve stood up from where he had been leaning over Natasha's shoulder. "We were never 100% sure it was contained. If it were just that they knew he was Spider-Man I might say you were just being paranoid. But the taser voltage is enough to make me think you're right."

"So what are we going to do about it?" Natasha looked between the two men. They all knew Peter well enough to know he wasn't going to hide. And, he'd make it really challenging for them to protect him. Plus there was MJ to worry about. Natasha started running through options on keeping MJ safe.

Steve looked down at Natasha. "I'm not quite as worried about Peter as long as the other four are with him. And let's face it, they're almost always together. Peter has every class with at least one of them." He glanced down at the information they had been reviewing. "But the quicker we find out who is behind this the better."

Tony sat down and grabbed a tablet. "Agreed. What do we know?"

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"I don't understand why I can't just walk next door. It's not that far."

Dr. Cho crossed her arms and looked at Peter. "Because the last erratic rhythm you had was less than 4 hours ago and there's still an open wound on your side." She sighed and looked over at the wheelchair. "I told Wyatt the same thing. He got dizzy when he stood up. If you two want to insist upon moving around then you're doing it sitting down. Otherwise, you're both going to be stuck here much longer than you want."

Peter recognized the last statement as the threat it was. Throwing back the covers he snarled "Fine." He was just glad MJ had agreed to grab a pair of pajama pants and a t-shirt from his room upstairs. Pushing himself off the bed he dropped down into the wheelchair. He would never admit it to Dr. Cho but the sudden movement had made him a little lightheaded. "Happy?"

"No. But it's better than you trying to sneak out of the room." She glanced up at MJ with a look that said 'good luck' and stepped back to let the two of them through.

MJ pushed Peter to the door and opened it, allowing Peter to wheel himself through. She smirked as he pushed himself down the hall at a faster speed than Dr. Cho would probably recommend. Reaching Wyatt's door he realized he needed MJ's help because he couldn't move the chair back far enough to open the door and still reach the door. Growling he glanced back at her with a look that said 'please help'. She pulled the door open to find a similarly irritated Wyatt in a matching wheelchair on the other side.

"No, we are getting the hell out of this room." Wyatt winced as he tried to push himself through the door. Davis stepped behind him and took over.

"The cradle tech is cool but you had a bullet hole in your shoulder 24 hours ago. You're not pushing yourself." Davis just laughed at the growl coming from Wyatt. "Where to?"

Peter nodded his head down the hall. "There's a conference room at the end of the hall." He wheeled that way with the rest of them following behind him. MJ was going to check on Jennifer. He had a lot to unpack with the team that MJ and Jennifer didn't need to be involved in...at least not yet.

Bobby pulled the conference room door open and allowed Peter and Wyatt through. Johnny filed in behind Davis leaving Bobby to close the door behind them. "Glad to see your eyes open Sleeping Beauty."

Peter shrugged, really hoping that nickname wasn't going to stick. "It's what keeps me from having to use the cradle tech."

"The cradle tech is seriously cool. You can't even see the bullet hole." Wyatt pulled the sleeve of his shirt up. "It's still really achy though."

"I'm really sorry you got shot." Peter frowned. "It's my fault."

Wyatt shook his head. "Not your fault. Bad guy with a gun. End of story."

"I wish it were." Peter thought they deserved to know that this whole thing was possibility linked to him. Which meant telling them everything about Osborn. Everything. "The guys who grabbed us knew I was Spider-Man."

Johnny nodded. "We figured as much. The cuffs were Vibranium. I had to go pretty hot in order to melt them."

Peter looked over at Johnny, "Vibranium is one of the few substances I can't break since it just absorbs anything that hits it. Melting may be one of the only ways to overpower it." Peter took a deep breath and looked at the team. "The fact that I got hit with a high voltage taser is also something really specific that not a whole lot of people know about."

Wyatt shook his head. "Peter, you're not making this any clearer. What's this about."

"During my senior year in high school, my Spidey sense started going off non-stop. The only place it wasn't going off was the tower."

Bobby scoffed, "That's because that place is more secure than the White House."

Everyone chuckled knowing the truth to Bobby's statement. "Ok Peter, Spidey sense going off. Obviously someone was stalking you." Johnny crossed his arms and looked at Peter waiting for the rest of the story.

"It blew off the front end of the car Pepper, Happy, and I were in just to try to get to me."

"It?" Wyatt rested his elbows on the arms of the wheelchair.

"It. It ended up being human but when it attacked it kind of looked like a Skrull." Peter knew they all had seen pictures of a Skrull so they had the visual in their head. "Pepper and Happy getting hurt kind of sent me off a cliff. The constant buzz of my Spidey sense was already driving me a little crazy and that was just the final straw. I allowed myself to get taken knowing that the rest of them would find me and stop him."

The team nodded. It was a perfectly logical solution. One that each of them would have opted for themselves. When Peter didn't get the overreaction of concern that he would have gotten from the rest of the Avengers he realized that his team got it. They understood. It wasn't something Peter ever really had before and it dawned on him what a gaping hole the four of them filled for him. He wasn't their younger brother like he was to Nat and Bucky. He was their equal. Davis pulled him out of his head. "So how is this related to what happened?"

"The creature that grabbed me was Norman Osborn using a morphing technology he created from the Skrulls. Norman Osborn as in the OsCorp CEO who went missing my senior year. Only he's not missing. He's dead." Peter sighed. "The field trip I was on when I was 14 and got bitten by the spider was to OsCorp. Osborn was trying to create a new version of the Super Soldier serum. When he figured out that Spider-Man was the result of his serum, he needed me to try to produce more serum. After he grabbed me not only did he sequence my DNA but he also did things to figure out my limits."

"He experimented on you." Bobby crossed his arms and frowned.

Johnny shook his head. "He tortured you. The electricity. That's what you're talking about. He hit you with electricity to see how you would react and discovered that you don't tolerate it because all of your stickiness and spidey sense are coming from electrical impulses."

Peter nodded. "Which is why the high voltage taser is suspicious. People have seen me stop trains and busses. How do you guess that a high hit of electricity will take me out."

Wyatt leaned back and stretched his legs out. "You don't." He thought for a second. "Ok. Files got out. Who has them?"

"That is the question of the day. Basil was working on controller technology and it seems like he figured it out. But I don't think he's behind this. He's just a minion." Peter thought for a moment about why controller tech bothered him so much . It mostly stemmed back to the idea he had that if you had Super Soldiers you had to have a way to control them. He had been worried enough that his dad had sent his DNA to Professor Xavier to look at. "If you can't mind control Super Soldiers like the Winter Soldier program then you need another way to make sure they do what you want and not what they want. I mean, can you imagine the damage any of us could do if we weren't in control?"

Davis sat down in one of the chairs. "But, we also know the controller tech is tied in with whoever the new fixer is."

Johnny leaned against the table and looked at the group. "The fixer could just be a minion too. Super Soldiers and Bio Enhanced individuals. Both that you can control. What in the hell do you need that kind of fire power for?"