Heyo. This prompt is for wisegirlMJ, who wrote: Hey could you write a story where a mission goes bad and Tony and Peter get hurt and Peter blames himself and has some not so safe thoughts. But the rest of the Avengers didn't notice Peters hurt and ignore him then when Tony gets better he talks to Peter about how Peter shouldn't blame himself for Tony getting hurt and gets mad at the other avengers for not noticing. So here you are. Hope you enjoy it!

Disclaimer: I don't own the Avengers.


Peter Parker was in deep, deep, trouble. As of right now, Mr Stark was getting surgery, Peter had a broken arm and the Avengers were probably, no, definitely, mad at him. It wasn't his fault, really. But they wouldn't believe that. No one would.

By the time Peter realized that this wasn't just a regular crime, he was already in too deep. So, he called the Avengers and hoped he could hold out long enough until they got there. Tony busted in the place first, as you would expect, followed by the others. The rest was just a whirlwind of sound, actions and feelings. It wasn't till after the battle when Peter realized both he and Mr Stark were hurt.

Peter had tried to get close enough to see that Mr Stark was still breathing, but Captain America wouldn't let him through. Steve Rogers and Peter normally had an okay relationship. Sometimes they would run into each other in the kitchen, one time they played Wii together. But mostly they just did their own thing.

"I'm sorry. Tony needs to get back to the Tower before you can see him." Steve had said sharply. Peter had tried to tell that he needed, absolutely needed to see Mr Stark. But it didn't work. The Avengers quickly cleared out in the Quinjet, leaving Peter to swing back to the Tower (a good two miles away), with a broken wrist. He probably deserved it.

Peter didn't know if he would be allowed to just walk into the Tower, so he swung into his room through the window. Falling back onto his bed, he pondered the events that lead up to this moment. After a few minutes, he realized this was stupid. Thinking of everything that he could've done better wasn't going to help Tony.

I need to get out of here. Peter thought. Taking off his mask, he climbed out of his window and went to the roof of the Tower. When he got there, Peter dropped down and swung his legs over the edge and propped his chin on his hand. He cradled his broken hand against his stomach. He should probably get that checked out.

Thoughts of worthlessness and irritation at himself filled his head and wouldn't let go. It's fine, he tried to tell himself, but that didn't help. I'll just wait to make sure that Mr Stark is okay, then I'll leave.


After what seemed like hours, Peter heard the roof door open. He figured it was Steve, there to chew him out again. He braced himself for the worst. "Kid," Peter heard Tony say.

Wait, Tony? Peter whipped his head around so fast, he was surprised it didn't fall off. There he was. Peter got up and rushed over to Tony, being careful of his wrist. "Mr Stark! Are you okay? Wha-"

Tony cut Peter off. "One question at a time, kid. I'm fine. I got a rib broken multiple times, resulting in something called a 'flail chest' which is where a part of the rib is just floating there. Bruce got it fixed. I just need to rest for a while." Tony rolled his eyes, telling Peter what he thought of that idea.

Peter remembered that injury from health class when Ned was looking up random surgeries. "But that's life-threatening! You could've died!" That was another reason why Peter blamed himself. Tony could've died and it would've been Peter's fault.

"Hey, kid. Yeah, I could've died. But there was a 65 to 90 percent chance of me recovering. And I had Bruce giving me the surgery. I felt pretty good about my odds." Tony nodded, seemingly done with that part of the conversation. Then, Tony realized that Peter was out on the roof. Of course, he knew this, but it hadn't clicked yet. "Hey, why are you out here? I thought you'd be crying over my drugged-up body as soon as Bruce pulled the all-clear."

Peter shook his head. "I...wasn't allowed. Um, Mr Rogers was pretty PO'd." Then, because he couldn't think of another time to say it, he added, "Also, I think my arm's broken." Tony was not happy.


The rest of the Avengers were in the kitchen. Steve, who was leaning against the fridge, was not expecting a very angry Tony to come bursting in. Peter stood behind him, embarrassed and cradling his arm. "I found out that you didn't let Peter in, you made him swing two miles with a broken wrist and you made him feel worthless." Tony narrowed his eyes and glared at Steve.

"I didn't know he had the broken wrist-" Steve started, but Tony cut him off with a wave.

"That doesn't mean you can just leave him there, without a way to get back! The kid's part of the team. A team doesn't leave people behind."

Before anything could escalate more, Tony turned and led Peter out of the room. After a few minutes of looking between Steve and the door, Bruce followed in their wake.


"You didn't have to do that, you know," Peter said as they walked down the halls. "I mean, I appreciated the motion, but…" Peter didn't have to say what he was thinking for Tony to get the point. Now, the others won't see him as being a Real Member Of The Team. They'll see him as a child, one who needs Tony to protect him.

"I get what you're saying, but Steve needs to know that we don't leave anyone behind."

Peter seemed to want to say more, but Bruce caught up with them. "Peter, we need to get your arm checked out, okay? Also, Tony, I remembered telling you that you shouldn't be doing activities with too much motion."

Tony answered by saying some choice words.


Peter let himself into his apartment after a slight struggle with the door. This is gonna be a lot harder now with one arm… he thought. But at least he had faster healing than normal.

Aunt May got up from the couch when she heard Peter walk in. Rounding the corner, she didn't expect to see Peter with a bright blue cast. He looked sheepish. "What happened this time?" She asked, resigned to the fact that Peter was hurt. Again.

"It's a long story," Peter replied, "But I think we're good now."


So there's that. I really enjoyed this prompt and I hope you did too. Because I'm stuck at home for a long while, I'm open to getting prompts. Y'all know the drill.

RESOURCES USED:

Serfin, Alan Guo, Rib Fractures, The American Association for the Surgery of Trauma, rib-fractures

Surgical Stabilization of Severe Flail Chest, CTSNest, April 4th, 2011, article/surgical-stabilization-severe-flail-chest

Perera, Kevin King, Flail Chest, StatPearls, November 29th, 2019, . .gov/books/NBK534090/

Olsen, Granhed, David Pazooki, Recovery after stabilising surgery for 'flail chest', Research Gate, October 2013, publication/257323273_Recovery_after_stabilising_surgery_for_'flail_chest'

Broken Wrist: Symptoms and Causes, Mayo Clinic, diseases-conditions/broken-wrist/symptoms-causes/syc-20353169

Prompts are welcome!

-Pink Prickly Pears :)