Eighteen
When Tony woke up his head felt heavy as if he had drank too many glasses of whisky and for a second he wondered if he had passed out in the living room again covered in his own vomit. Pepper would be pissed if he had. Wait, she was in Singapore he could totally get a maid to come clean up before she even came back.
His brown eyes flickered, and it took him a moment for his vision to stop spinning. It took another moment for him to realize that he was no longer at the tower in the city. He was in Avengers HQ. He frowned, he didn't remember driving there.
It took Tony another moment to realize that he was in the hospital section of the compound and he had an IV needle connected to his arm. His nose also hurt and for a second he wondered if he had broken it. Fuck.
He used one of his arms to touch it and he felt the heavy bandages. Definitely broken. He touched his eye and found that it was almost swollen shut. No wonder he was having a hard time keeping his eyes opened.
Tony saw Steve passed out on the chair across from him with a 2012 edition of US Weekly on his lap. He was slightly snoring and usually Tony found these types of situations funny, but not right now. There was nothing funny about this entire situation. In fact, Tony felt his blood pressure rise up and if he died from a heart attack he would blame Peter. "Psst, psst Rogers!"
Steve continued snoring, Tony got frustrated and threw one of the pillows at his chest. "Wake. The. Hell. Up!"
Steve flinched awake and put the magazine down. Steve stared at Tony dumbly. "You're awake."
"I've been trying to get your attention for the past ten minutes," Tony snapped trying to ignore the pain on his back. He needed pain pills stat. "Where the hell am I?"
"HQ." Steve answered as if it should have been obvious. He stared at the Apple watch that Natasha had given him on his birthday last year as a joke and to piss Tony off since Steve had refused to use any Stark technology. Tony saw that it was 10:10pm. Fuck. It had been hours since Peter and him got into a fight. "You've been out for hours, Tony. We were getting a bit worried even though Bruce and Dr. Chan said you were fine-" he trailed off. "Pepper is on her way back, she should be back from Singapore tomorrow afternoon. What happened, Tony?"
"Where's Peter?" Tony asked ignoring the questions as he tried to remove the IV from his arm. He looked around for his phone, but he couldn't find it. He needed his phone, maybe the brat had called. It had been hours. Peter had been pampered and spoiled all his life. There was no way that he would be ok in the city by himself without someone holding his hand.
"We don't know." Steve started to look frantic. "Peter ordered Friday to call Bruce. When Bruce got there he saw that you were passed out in the living room. Pete was nowhere in sight. What happened, Tony?"
"The little brat punched me," Tony winced as he finally removed the needle from his arm. He managed to get slowly out of bed, wincing as his sore muscles started to move. "We had a fight and he snapped."
Steve looked puzzled as he helped Tony out of bed. "How on earth did he hurt you so much?" Steve thought back to Peter, he was slim and delicate looking and he doubted that he weight more than 150 pounds. Tony was a grown adult not to mention that he had a ton of tools at his disposal.
"It's a long story and believe me I'm confused myself," Tony looked at Steve and bit his bottom lip. "Get Bruce, there are some questions that I want to ask him and he is the only one that will be able to help. Get Nat too and . . .Wanda she and Peter are close."
". . .You guys knew that Peter was not my biological son and Peter knew that. I didn't expect for him to get so tied up over May Parker." Tony said as he looked at the people that had become almost like his second family: Bruce, Natasha, Steve, Wanda, even Bucky had tagged along for some goddamn reason, but he was by the doorway practically scared to enter the room. "We got into an argument and Peter snapped and he threw me against the wall. His strength. . .his strength was not normal. He has never been this strong, you know how he has always been sickly. But the strength from his push was enough for me to pass out. Something happened in the last few weeks since that stupid party at Osborn's."
"Why was he so angry?" Wanda asked gently, he pretty face was turned into a worried frown. "That's not like him, he is usually very gentle."
Tony flinched, maybe right now was not best time to tell them that he was responsible for Peter running away from home. "It doesn't matter. Can we focus on the problem on hand: Peter. How the hell did Peter get his super strength?"
"You said that things started to change after the Osborn party," Bucky said with a raised eyebrow finally speaking up. "What makes you say that? What was so special about that party?"
"There was nothing special about that party, other than he got sick afterwards." Tony paused. He thought back to the events after the Osborn party, Peter acting shady, all the sneaking around, the trouble at school. Something had happed at the Osborn party. "The fugitive might have a point, Bruce you ran some blood tests when Peter got really sick right?" Bruce nodded. "Show them to me, I think we need to take a closer look."
"Aren't you forgetting something? What about Peter?" Natasha pointed out. "Pepper is coming back in a few hours and she will kill you if she finds out that Peter is missing and you were out here looking at his blood."
"I have Friday breaking into all the security cameras and I'm tracking down his credit cards and cell phone." Tony said easily. "Believe me, I will find him."
-Fourteen Years Old-
"Midtown High?" Tony said wrinkling his nose as he looked up from the champagne that he had been trying to serve to Pepper. Typical, Peter had choose Pepper to deliver the bad news like always. Which was probably a smart idea on his part now that he thought of it. "Why on earth would I let him go to public school? He already has a spot at St. Andrews."
"His friend that he meet at Math camp is going there, Ned Leeds." Pepper said smoothly as she took the glass away from him and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Midtown High may be a public school, but it is well known that, that school has certified geniuses."
Tony groaned. "I don't know why he wants to go there, just because Ted is attending."
"Ned."
"Whatever. Doesn't he understand that going to public school puts him more at risk for kidnapping? Torture?"
Pepper rolled her eyes. "He's not an international spy, Tony. He is going to be a high school freshman. Let him go, Tony he is old enough to make his own decisions."
-End of Chapter Eighteen-
I hope you all enjoyed the chapter! I wanted to do this chapter based solely on Tony's perspective!
