Tags: blood and aftermath of a stabbing, none of it is graphic though.


The notification came through from Friday while Tony and Pepper were watching a movie after dinner. It was summer holiday and Peter was staying with them while May was on honeymoon with Happy. He'd been allowed to patrol later in the evenings and wouldn't be home until an hour later.

"Boss," FRIDAY said, pausing the movie, "Karen has just sent a distress signal. It appears that the suit is damaged, and I cannot physically scan him to get a good assessment of his injuries. However, cameras situated near the last known location suggest that Peter has been stabbed."

Tony jumped up, his suit already half-formed around him. He looked at Pepper with panic brewing in his eyes. "Go get him, I'll call Cho and have the media bay prepped just in case." Pepper said

Tony thanked her before engaging the thrusters and flying off towards Peter's last location. He didn't know what he would do without her.

"What are we looking at, FRI?" He asked as he flew.

"It seems that Peter was on his way home when he noticed a struggle in an alleyway close to his location. It was an attempted mugging and he was able to apprehend the suspect but not before he was stabbed."

Thankfully Peter wasn't that far from the tower and landed on a nearby rooftop just as FRIDAY finished speaking, immediately spying Peter slumped next to the wall of the rooftop entrance.

"Hey, kid." he said as he knelt in front of the limp form. He tried not to panic as he saw the growing puddle of blood under the teen. Why was there so much blood?

Peter looked up at him, eyes slightly dazed from the pain. "Hey Mis'er Star'," he slurred, "M' sui' malf- malfun'oned … coudn' call you poperly." His words became more mumbled as he spoke.

Tony shushed him. "It's fine, Pete. I just need you to keep as much pressure on this as you can alright?" He asked him as he moved the boy's hand over the wound.

Peter let out a grunt of acknowledgement.

"FRI?" Tony asked and the A.I. immediately answered.

"I ran a scan and Peter requires immediate medical attention. He has a clean stab wound on the left side of his abdomen, and he is quickly losing blood. I would recommend applying pressure and immediately seeking medical attention." She said promptly.

"Is he stable enough to fly him there or do I need to secure him in this suit and call for another?"

"He is stable, boss."

"I'm sorry, kid, this is gonna hurt like a bitch." He said as he hooked his arms underneath Peter's knees and around his back, lifting him bridal style.

"I know, I'm sorry," He said when Peter let out a whimper, "You'll be fine. We'll be at the med bay soon and I'll get Cho to give you the good stuff." He said as he took off towards the tower.


"How's he doin'?" Tony asked Cho as soon as she stepped out of Peter's room.

"He's fine, a little dopey, but otherwise in perfect health. Like FRIDAY told you, the stab was pretty clean, there wasn't any indication of infection or other bacteria from the knife. He will feel a bit lightheaded for a while because of the blood loss. We were able to stop easily once he was on the table."

Tony's eyes flickered to the door behind her before he looked at her again.

He felt himself relax as she spoke. He knew that it wasn't life-threatening compared to some of the injuries Peter had obtained, but he still worried. Even May was less stressed about it than he was when Pepper had phoned to fill her in earlier.

"Thanks, Cho. You're brilliant. I was thinking of getting you and your team medical-themed chocolates as a thank you. Do you think stethoscope shaped chocolates exist? Ehh if they don't I can always make it happen anyway." He rambled on eyes moving to the door again.

Cho just laughed at him. "I'm sure you would, Tony. And you know it's a pleasure doing anything for Peter. He's a special boy and my whole team loves him."

"He certainly is." Tony smiled as his eyes darted behind her to Peter's door yet again.

"Go see you kid, Tony. I know you're dying to." She smiled at him amusedly.

He was already out of his chair and at the door. "Thanks again, Cho!" He called over his shoulder.


When Cho went to check in on him during the night, it was no surprise that Peter had corralled Tony onto the bed with him (it was a good thing that Tony had gotten bigger more comfortable hospital beds. Conveniently around the time that Peter first started coming around the tower and compound).

They were curled around each other, fast asleep. Both of their faces free of stress. She had FRIDAY take a picture of them and send it to Pepper and May.

As she was walking through the door she glanced at them again and felt a soft smile take over her face.

As usual, her patient was in good hands.