Peter didn't know how long he sat on his bed just staring at his laptop, lost in thought. His arms wrapped around his stomach. Maybe if he showed Wade that video he wouldn't want Peter to do it anymore. Maybe if he just saw the video, maybe then he would reconsider his whole not wanting kids thing. Maybe he would at least consider letting Peter find a couple to adopt them.

And if he didn't, if he still wanted Peter to allow someone to kill his babies then...then...

Peter sighed. He wasn't sure about anything when it comes to Wade anymore. He never expected him to just walk out like that, some yelling sure but not abandonment. Especially not over this, over Peter being pregnant.

Wade would come back. Probably in a few days and if he doesn't, well sucks to be him because he's the one missing out. Not Peter. Wade is the one who won't be there when he goes in for his next ultrasound. Wade is the one who won't get to hear their heartbeat and see them move. Wade is the one who won't be there when Peter feels them kick for the first time. Wade is the one who won't see them being born. Wade is the one who won't get to hold the twins. Wade is the one who won't get to hear their babble or their first steps or words.

But that won't happen. Wade will be there for all of that. Once they talk this over Wade will understand. He's just scared and that's okay, it's okay to be scared. They were young (well Peter was young, Wade was 26) it was perfectly normal for them to be scared. They were parents now. There's a lot that can go wrong, there's a lot more at stake now that there's two little people added to the mix. He understood that, but it was no excuse to give up. He would try, for his babies. He had to at least try.

He got up with a groan and stretched out his limbs. Then promptly ran to the bathroom to throw up.

Gross.

He rinsed out his mouth with water then headed to the kitchen to eat, even if he wasn't that hungry he still needed to keep up his strength. He thought he ate a lot before the spider bite. He was wrong. He was always munching on something now, it took him a while to get used to it. He went hungry a lot, not wanting to make things worse for Aunt May. Ned used to give him food at school when he found out but Peter made him stop when Flash kept saying he was trying to make Peter as fat as him. But he got used to the hunger, then he got used to people shoving food at him. Tony fed him every five minutes and when May found out she always pushed food at him. Wade helped too, he eats a lot so he always brought extra for Spiderman.

Wade.

If he were here he would already have breakfast ready, or if he was on a mission he would have at least texted him to make sure he ate.

One look at his phone shows that Wade has yet to call or text. Hopefully he will soon.

Peter stopped at the kitchen entrance. The ultrasound photo was still on the floor where Peter dropped it. It was a little crumbled up. He reached down and picked it up, flattening it out then folding it in half and shoved it in his pocket and went to find something to eat. He made dipping eggs with toast and mushrooms. The first time he mentioned dipping eggs Wade had no idea what he was talking about, he calls them yolky eggs which Peter finds weird but fitting.

He took a picture of his plate and sent it to Wade, showing him that he was eating. Just because he wasn't here doesn't mean he stopped caring, he would want to know that Peter is eating.

While he ate he thought about everything he had to get done now that he was pregnant. He had to tell Aunt May. He'll head over when he's done eating.

He has to tell Tony too, maybe get some extra padding around the abdomen of his suit to protect the babies when he goes on patrol. Speaking of patrol, he'll have to think about when he wants to stop so he can focus solely on his pregnancy. When he's farther along, definitely but how much farther? 5 months? 8 months? He'll be showing soon, does he really want the world knowing that Spiderman is pregnant?

Yeah, no. He really doesn't want to know what Jameson will say about that.

He finished his avocado and brought the plate to the sink, he'll take care of it later. It's after 10 now, Aunt May normally wakes up around 8 on her days off, so she would have already eaten by now. He contemplated calling her but he knew this was something he had to do in person.

Maybe he would tell Tony over the phone. While he was in another country, that way it would take a few hours before he could come yell at him and threaten Wade. Then find out Wade walked out on him and start yelling again.

Maybe he should just hide.

He went back into Wade's room to get dressed. Most of his clothes were already here, he had his own closet space and dresser. He was still wearing the same clothes from the other day, which ew. He changed quickly, pulling on one of Wade's shirts. It wasn't exactly clean, but it smelt like him and made him feel safe.

"Okay, babies. Onward to Aunt Mays." Peter said aloud, poking his stomach. He shoved his suit into his backpack, grabbed his wallet and left, locking the door behind him and heading towards the subway.

If May was his aunt, did that make her the twins' aunt too? Great Aunt? Peter knew nothing about family trees. He had an Aunt and Tony. Wait if Tony was his father, does that mean he's a grandpa now? Oh man, he was so gonna freak .

Tony wasn't his biological father, but he's been there for Spiderman as a mentor and Peter as a father figure so he would most likely be the twins grandfather. If he wanted to.

Peter got on his train and stood close to the door, he mastered the art of standing on a moving train without needing anything to hold on to last year. The key was to move with the train instead of standing ramrod straight. He still occasionally needed to grab the wall, but he totally mastered it.

Peter absentmindedly caressed his stomach while he thought. He was going to need baby stuff. He needed double the baby stuff. What did babies even need? A crib, clothes, baby monitor, bottles, diapers. What else?

Peter sighed, Aunt May will know. He'll just ask when he gets there.

The train screeched to a stop and the doors opened. Peter speed walked out, not wanting to get trapped in a crowd. It wasn't too long before he was knocking on Aunt May's door.

"Peter?" She said, surprise written on her face. "Why are you knocking?"

"Um," Peter shrugged. Honestly since he spends so much time at Wades, and he unofficially lives there, he feels like an intruder at Aunt Mays. It doesn't feel right to just walk in anymore. It'll always be home, but not his home. Home is with Wade now. "Just keeping you on your toes."

"Uh huh," She smiled. "Come on in then, I just finished cleaning up the kitchen. Did you eat?"

"Yeah," Peter took off his backpack and put it by the door then took his shoes off and lined them up with his bag then followed May into the living room. "I had eggs earlier."

"Alrighty then." She sat down on the couch and patted the seat next to her until Peter sat down. "So, where's Wade?"

"Oh. He's um. At a friend's house," Peter looked down. "I think."

Mays eyebrows rose to her hairline. "You think? "

"Well, we sort of had a fight?"

"A fight? Is that why you're here?" She put her hand on his shoulder. "You want to talk about it?"

Peter nodded. "Yeah."

He swallowed then opened his mouth to tell her about the twins but he froze. What if she had the same reaction Wade did? What if she wanted him to abort his babies? What if she didn't want anything to do with him? Peter swallowed again and bit his lip. His eyes burned with unshed tears.

"Oh honey." May pulled him close and kissed the side of his head. "Whatever it is, whatever you're scared about, I will always love you. Okay? Always. You don't need to be afraid to talk to me, Peter."

Peter sniffed and closed his eyes, he shamelessly snuggled closer to Aunt May. "I'm pregnant."

May froze.

Peter whimpered. He didn't know what he would do without Mays support. He knew he could survive without it, but he didn't want to. He loved her so much, and he wanted her to be in his life and the twins' life. "Please don't leave."

May made a sound and pulled him closer, rocking him side to side like she did when he was little and had a nightmare. "Never. I'm just shocked. I thought Wade couldn't…?"

Peter shook his head. "He can't, but I swear they're his. I didn't cheat. They're his."

"I know, you would never cheat. You're way too good to even think of it." She assured him. "I'm guessing he didn't take it too well."

He shivered at the memory. "Not at all. He was so mad . He kept glaring at me and my stomach and he told me to get rid of them and I can't do that May. I just can't. I saw what it does to them and I won't do that to my babies. I won't."

"Okay, okay. Breath, Peter."

Peter took a shaky break in, held it and let it out slowly. He did this a few times, then slumped against May. "I don't know what to do."

"I think you and Wade need to have a conversation. You both have to be honest. But, Peter, if he really doesn't want to be a father." She sighed. "You can't force him honey."

"But he would be such a good dad ."

"I know, but if he doesn't want to be then he won't. He'll always look for a way out."

"I don't know how to do this without Wade."

May chuckled. "Those were my exact words when Ben died."

Peter looked at her, shocked. She gave a small smile. "CPS came over once while you were at school. They offered to give you a temporary foster family while I got back on my feet."

"You never mentioned that." Peter sat up, shocked. "Did you, were you tempted? To give me away?"

"I was. Not because I didn't want you, but because I loved you so much and I wanted you to have a good life. They tried to tell me that I couldn't give you one." Peter glared and opened his mouth to protest, but May shook her head. "I didn't have any money, we were low on food. Every day leading up to that moment I thought 'I don't know how to do this without Ben'. But at that moment, when they wanted me to give you away, it didn't matter. It didn't matter that I didn't know how, because I had to keep you. Maybe it was selfish, maybe I should have given you away for a little while, but I just couldn't."

Peter stared at her for a second then gave her a big, teary, hug. "I'm glad you kept me. I wouldn't have reacted well to being taken away."

Peter used to blame himself for Uncle Ben's death, it took May over a year to convince him that there was nothing he could have done. If she sent him away, it would have made him think she blamed him too and he probably wouldn't be here today.

May hugged him back just as tight. "I know, baby. What I'm trying to say is, and this may seem harsh, but you don't need Wade. I know it seems like you do, but you have so many people who love you and will help you with the baby. I can tell you right now that I'll support you however I can. Even if you need to move back in."

Peter sniffed, tears spilling over. Goddammit Aunt May, why do you have to be so fucking awesome. He loved his aunt so much. "I don't want to burden you."

"You will never be a burden." She cupped his face, using her thumb to wipe away tears. "And you know how invested Tony will be once he finds out."

Peter choked out a laugh and wiped at his tears. "A blessing and a curse."

"That's right, hopefully the other Avengers will keep him from going overboard."

"Or they'll help him."

May sighed. "Then I guess I'll keep them in check."

Peter chuckled at that. Besides Pepper, Aunt May is the only one who can actually keep them from doing something stupid. Back when he first joined, she gave them so many lectures and restrictions. They just nodded and said "Yes ma'am" and actually did as she asked. Which was somewhat annoying, because he wasn't allowed on the big missions.

"Aunt May?"

"Hm?" She looked down at him.

"I think," Peter bit his lip again. "I think I'm scared."

"Of the baby? That's normal."

"No, well yes but that's not what I mean." He sighed and pulled back. "I think I'm scared of Wade."

May frowned, as far as she knew Wade's never done anything to deserve Peter being scared of him. "Did he do something when you told him?"

"No, just glaring." Peter shook his head. "He wants me to get an abortion. He was very adamant about it. I'm scared of how he'll react when I tell him I'm keeping them."

She was silent, then "Has Wade ever given you a reason to be afraid?"

Peter opened his mouth, then closed it. Has he? They've fought before, plenty of times but he's never given off the impression that he would hurt Peter. Actually, he's always kept his distance during their fights. Not like, gone. He was still there, still made him food and made sure he was safe on patrol. He just stood farther away. He made sure he didn't have any weapons on him (Not that it mattered, he was an expert in hand-to-hand). He was like that until they made up. Like he was making sure he didn't let his anger get the best of him. "No."

"Then you shouldn't be scared."

"But he still won't react well."

"Maybe not," May said, taking a deep breath. "But you two need to have that conversation, even if he's yelling. Just remember that he loves you, and he would never hurt you."

"Yeah, you're right." He might yell. He probably will yell, but he wouldn't hurt him. "Thanks Aunt May."

"Now," She leaned in close, eyes gleaming. "Have you been to the doctor's yet?"

"Oh, yeah," He pulled the ultrasound picture out of his pocket and gave it to May. "Here."

She made an excited noise and grabbed the picture. Then she blinked. Once. Twice. "Peter?"

"Yes, Aunt May?"

"There are two babies here."

Peter smiled softly and poked his stomach. "Yep, two little ones."

She silently stared at the picture for a few more minutes. "Well, that'll certainly be interesting. Have you thought about names?"

"Not yet, I just found out last week."

"It's never too early to think about names Peter. Your parents argued about your name the second they found out about you and continued to argue for a few hours after you were born."

Peter giggled. "Seriously?"

"Seriously. Your mom was in labor and they were arguing about whether to name you Peter Benjamin or Benjamin Peter."

Peter's jaw dropped. "They were going to name me Benjamin Peter?"

"Your mom loved it, she wanted to call you little Benny. Your dad won though, he didn't want to call his son by his brother's name."

Peter giggled and layed back on the couch. "It would've been so weird having two Ben's."

May laughed. "And confusing."

Peter bit his lip and rubbed his stomach. "Maybe I should name one of the twins Benjamin."

May smiled, it was small and a little sad. "I think that's a great idea, honey."

"Yeah," Peter smiled. "One name down, one to go."

May chuckled. "It'll come to you. Who all knows about this, about the twins?"

"Just you, Wade and MJ."

"MJ?"

Peter shrugged. "She helped me set up the appointment for the ultrasound."

May nodded. "How are you going to tell everyone else?"

Peter groaned. "I dunno. You think I can just not say anything and just let them figure it out?"

"As entertaining as it would be, no. I don't need Tony calling me and freaking out about you gaining weight."

Peter groaned again. "Guess I'll head to the tower when I leave."

"You don't have to do it today, you can wait until tomorrow or the day after."

Peter shook his head, he wanted everyone to know. That way he can start planning as soon as possible. "Nah, it's fine. I need Tony to give my suit extra padding anyway."

"You're still going on patrol?"

Peter shrugged. "For now, at least. I'll stop when I start showing more. But I want the babies to be safe, so extra padding."

"Are you sure that's a good idea, Peter?" May asked with a frown.

"Once I get the extra padding it should be fine for a little while."

"If you're sure." May nodded and stood up. She stretched out her arms then walked to the kitchen. "You can head on over after you eat, okay?"

Peter glanced at the clock on the wall, 11:42. Damn. It's barely noon and he's already exhausted. He stood up and stretched, then went into the kitchen to eat whatever his Aunt was making.

Once he was well fed he put his shoes back on and slipped on his backpack. He gave Aunt May one last hug, holding it for a few extra seconds, then made his way back to the subway and towards the tower.