He couldn't sleep, he couldn't sleep knowing that only a few rooms away, Peter laid in a bed, unconscious.

He couldn't even imagine the kids pain, and what he was feeling. He couldn't sleep knowing that Peter could die at any moment.

When he could finally close his eyes, dreams and memories of the kid haunted him.

Tony laid down on the bed, and forced himself asleep. It was the hardest thing he'd ever done, sleeping when he knew that there was something wrong with Peter.

He'd do anything for that kid.

'I just want to be like you-'

Those words haunted him, and slowly ate away at his heart.

He just wanted to be with Peter, but not that Peter, he wanted his Peter back. The one who was happy, and fun, and smart, and resilient. He do don't want the empty shallow hole of him anymore, he wanted the Peter he loved back.

It was now around 6 am, and he could barely contain his nerves.

Tony paced and paced through his room, before he went out into the hallway.

He thought he was going to the kitchen but his body took him down the hall and towards the medbay.

He approached peters bed, and sat by the kid, looking at him.

"Hey, kiddo." Tony said

"Lookin pretty banged up there buddy." He said, as he grabbed peters hand, "the team is very worried about you Peter."

Peter looked so sickly in the bed. His eyes were closed tightly, his skin was pale, and the tube down his throat, slowly brought tears to Tony's eyes.

"Kid, I never thought, never in a million years, that this would be you. I never thought that you'd be hurt this bad buddy." Tony whispered, rubbing peters palm in circles.

"Spiderling, you gotta fight for me." Tony pleaded

"Your aunt stopped by, but she couldn't stay, she cried and left. MJ and Ned are coming by today." Tony let him know.

"I'm gonna be here. Buddy, I'm not gonna leave you. I'm sorry that you're hurting buddy, but you'll be alright, we're all here for you."

Tony placed his hand on peters arm.

"Peter, just please heal bud. I need ya to come back okay?" Tony begged

"I love you bud." Tony said to him, as he stroked the hair from the kids face, pushing it back.

"I need ya to come back Pete." Tony added.

"The worlds just not the same without ya."tony said

"Kid believe me when I say that I know how this feels. To feel like you are stuck and can't get out, but kid, here there's so many people that love you."

"Look kiddo, you're needed on this team okay. You're needed in our lives." Tony whispered, as emotions flooded him.

He just thought about how the kid must be feeling. He saw the pain that he was in when he got hurt. Thanos is not one to mess with. Tony knew that with war came pain, but he never thought it would be Peter to be hurt. Peter who was the little innocent kid, who would bounce off the walls. He knew the kid was brave, but he never thought the kid would stand and fight off Thanos, almost killing the alien. He was proud of the kid, for sure, but he was feeling a large range of emotions. He was torn between being happy for the kids selflessness, and being heart broken that the kid was now so beat down and battered.

He hoped the kid would start to get better soon. He didn't know how long he could last not hearing the kids voice. He started to miss it, when whenever he talked to Peter. Instead of a response he was greeted by the sound of the ventilator. A machine that was keeping him alive was also keeping him unconscious which tony hated. He knew that it was for peters health, but he hated that it kept him so far away, it seemed.

The kid was still right in front of him, but it didn't feel like he was even there. He still felt the kids touch, as he held his hand, but it still felt like he wasn't even there with him. He knew that the kid was still alive- I mean how could you miss the constant beeping of the many machines reminding you that the kid is still hanging in there. He felt comfort in that. He felt okay, that the kid was still alive, but he felt like there was something missing.

Tony didn't know what he'd say to that kid, besides the at he's mad. He's mad that he kept him waiting so long. He was mad at the tube between his peters lips. He was even more mad at the situation. The situation sucked.