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Peter spent the next few days distracting himself from Wade's absence. He cleaned the whole house (finally getting rid of those blood stains), threw up, found out that he could hear the twins' heartbeat, and threw up again.

Now that he's aware of the twins heartbeat, he can't not hear it. The constant thump thump thump of their heartbeat reminds him that he isn't alone and helps him keep his anxiety in check. He also noticed some more symptoms of his pregnancy that he passed off before. He went to the bathroom a lot , it seemed like his bladder was always full, his back hurt some and he noticed his nipples were getting more and more sensitive. Which would be a lot more fun if Wade were here.

He also noticed, much to his extreme excitement, that he was already showing. Not much, mind you, no one would know it was a baby bump if they saw it, but Peter knew. Instead of his flat, toned abs he had a soft stomach with a barely there bump. It was small, but it was his babies. Proof that they were in there, alive.

But he couldn't focus on that, not right now. He had to prepare.

It's been a few days since the failed attempt to tell his father he was pregnant, and after two more attempts to go back to the Tower (and failing to make it even half way there) he decided to just text Tony and ask him to come over when he was done upgrading his suit.

He got a text from him sometime in the dead of night telling him he was coming over later that day. So Tony was coming over in a few hours to give Peter his suit back, complete with the extra padding he asked for. He was going to tell his unofficial father about the twins after that and maybe eat lunch without throwing up. Hopefully he won't be too pissed.

Or disappointed.

He could handle Tony being pissed that he was a parent at such a young age, anger only lasts a moment and all that, but disappointment can last a lot longer than a moment. Hopefully he'll take to being a grandpa soon enough and help Peter find a special doctor, since Bruce is helping out in some third world country.

Peter got up from where he was scrubbing the last bit of dried blood off the floor of the living room and moved on to the bathroom. He always wears a mask when cleaning, the harsh chemicals made his head hurt too much and gave him a horrible headache. Tony made him a special one with little spiders on it that sealed onto his face. He couldn't wear his normal mask for too long, because while he wore it he was breathing in carbon dioxide (or his bad breath) and would get light headed, but he could wear the one Tony made all day. He also made sure not to use any chemicals that could hurt his babies and, along with a mask, he wore gloves so his hands wouldn't smell weird. He'd wear a full hazmat suit if he could because cleaning was the worst and fucking disgusting. Normally Wade did it, because he's seen guts spilling out of people and brains being splattered and all that nasty gore and it didn't bother him, but sometimes he was on a job (non-lethal! Peter wouldn't date a killer) or out late and the clutter just got to be too much, so Peter would suck it up and put on his special mask and clean.

Once he was done, and the whole apartment was spotless, he took off his mask and gloves and put them away. He looked around the now clean apartment with a smile, he was very proud of himself.

"Daddy hates cleaning," Peter said to his small bump, rubbing his hand over it carefully. "I can't wait until you two are old enough to clean, then I can ponder it off to you and be a lazy old man."

Peter sighed and went to make lunch and coffee, he now had a little less than an hour before Tony arrived so he had some time left to research facts on his babies. They were 9 weeks old now and Peter was curious about what they could do at 9 weeks. But first, food.

...Or puking, puking was good too (not). Peter ran to the bathroom that he just cleaned and emptied his already empty stomach into the toilet.

"You two suck." Peter complained after he rinsed out his mouth.

Peter made his way towards the kitchen to make something for lunch, knowing his dad he probably hasn't had anything but coffee today. They can eat together and if he's lucky Peter will make Tony spit his food out. That would be fun to watch and a great story to tell Wade when he comes back.

Peter walked around the kitchen trying to decide what he wanted to make, he really wanted avocado toast but he didn't have any avocado. Maybe he could text Tony and ask him to buy some but that would mean waiting even longer.

Peter sighed and poked his stomach. "I want avocado toast."

Maybe this was the cravings part of being pregnant, because Peter has never really cared for avocados before and certainly not on toast. Oh god, wasn't there also a sex month too? He really hopes Wade will be back by then.

Wade wouldn't like...poke the twins, right? There was some sort of protective thing around them wasn't there?

Oh god he really doesn't want to scar his kids by poking them with a penis.

No, no that is definitely not possible. He'll look it up later just to be sure. They should really teach these things in school.

Peter groaned and rubbed his eyes. "This is so stupid." He needed to stop thinking and make the damn coffee, he doesn't want Tony to see him like this when he gets here.

He messed around with the normal coffee machine (because he refused to let Tony make it "better"), adding water and the coffee grounds and checked his phone to see if Wade responded to any of his texts. He didn't. Peter sighed and sent the before and after picture of the bathroom and wrote out a text to send with it.

Peter: Finally finished! House is all clean and ready for you to dirty it up again when you come back

Peter bit his lip and tapped his fingers against the side of his phone.

Peter: Whenever that is

Peter: No rush

Peter turned his phone off and threw it on the table. He clenched his jaw to keep his lip from wobbling, he really doesn't want to start crying over this again and not just because Tony would be here any minute. He was tired of crying over Wade's absence, of never knowing if he was coming back. It's been a week now and he hasn't contacted Peter once. He reached across the table and grabbed his phone.

Peter: Please talk to me

Peter: Just say something, anything

Peter: Please Wade

He knew Wade wasn't going to respond, but it made him feel like he was doing something. Like he was trying to keep their relationship from falling apart, like he was fighting for it.

Peter huffed and threw his phone back on the table. He got up and walked into his room to grab his laptop, then went back into the kitchen and sat down. He wasn't going to worry about Wade anymore today, well, at least not until Tony finds out he's gone and starts spouting death threats. He'll worry about it then, but for now he was going to do some research on the twins.

He opened his laptop and went to Google and typed in 'fetal development timeline' and clicked on the first link.

health/articles/7247-fetal-development-stages-of-growth

When does pregnancy start?

The start of pregnancy is actually the first day of your last menstrual period. This is called the gestational age, or menstrual age. It is about two weeks ahead of when conception actually occurs …

Okay, good to know. Not really useful right now though, or for him because he didn't have menstrual cycles. Peter scrolled past the next few questions until he got to the actual development part.

Stages of Growth Month-by-Month in Pregnancy

First Trimester

The first trimester will span from conception to 12 weeks. This is generally the first three months of pregnancy. During this trimester, your baby will change from a small grouping of cells to a fetus that is starting to have a baby's features.

Peter quickly skimmed over months one and two so he could get to his week.

Month 1 (weeks 1 through 4)

'As the fertilized egg grows, a water tight sac forms around it...called amniotic sac...placenta also develops…think of the placenta as a food source...a primitive face will take form...mouth, lower jaw and throat are developing...blood cells are taking shape, and circulation will begin...your baby is about ¼ an inch long…'

Month 2 (weeks 5 through 8)

'Your baby's facial features continue to develop….fingers, toes and eyes are also forming...The neural tube (brain, spinal cord and other neural tissue of the central nervous system) is well formed...sensory organs...bones...your baby is called a fetus instead of an embryo…'

Month 3 (weeks 9 through 12)

'Your baby's arms, hands, fingers, feet, and toes are fully formed. At this stage your baby is starting to explore a bit by doing things like opening and closing its fist and mouth. Fingernails and toenails are beginning to develop and the external ears are formed. The beginning of teeth are forming under the gums. Your baby's reproductive organs also develop, but your baby's gender is difficult to distinguish on ultrasound.'

"Oh wow, are you two giving each other fist bumps over how much you make daddy throw up?" Peter asked, poking his small bump. "I bet you are, you little troublemakers."

By the end of the third month, your baby is fully formed. All the organs and limbs (extremities) are present and will continue to develop in order to become functional. The baby's circulatory and urinary systems are also working and the liver produces bile.

"You two are almost fully formed. Three weeks to go!" Peter chuckled. "We'll celebrate when you get there. I'm thinking pie, maybe Mexican if your papa is here."

'At the end of the third month, your baby is about 4 inches long and weighs about 1 ounce.

Since your baby's most critical development has taken place, your chance of miscarriage drops considerably after three months.'

Peter stared at the screen, frozen. Miscarriage. Peter hasn't even thought about that. What if he miscarries? Would Wade be happy if that happened? Peter doesn't think he'll be able to handle Wade celebrating the death of his children.

He shook his head. No, no way. That would never happen. Wade would never be happy about that, and if he was he would never show it. Not in front of Peter, anyways.

Peter forced those thoughts out of his head, he was supposed to be researching the twins not worrying about miscarriage and Wade.

His phone buzzed, Peter grabbed it, hope coursing through his veins. Did Wade text back? Please be Wade. Please please please.

Iron Dad: 2 mins out.

Peter deflated, it wasn't Wade. He closed his eyes, ignoring the way they burned with unshed tears. He wouldn't cry. He wouldn't. He glared down at his phone, anger quickly taking over the feeling of betrayal and hurt. He gritted his teeth and powered off his phone.

He brought his computer back to his room and was just getting out cups for the coffee when Tony knocked on the door.

He forgot to make lunch! Shit.

"Come in!" He called out, pouring coffee into the cups. Tony liked his black and bitter, but Peter liked his sweet. Not break-your-teeth sweet, but sweet enough so he could drink it without feeling like his soul was turning black.

Tony walked straight towards the coffee and made grabby hands. Peter shook his head and smiled and gave him his cup. He grabbed his own cup and moved them into the living room. He didn't say anything about how it looked, rude. Pepper would have said something.

"I upgraded your suit." Tony started. He had already drained his coffee (not surprising) and pointed at his small bag by the door. "I don't know why you need extra padding or whatever but I used something special so your stomach, chest and all your insides are safe."

"Thanks Tony." Peter said gratefully. "I'll check it out later to make sure it's what I need."

"Are you questioning the quality of my work?" Tony asked, his hand over his heart as if offended.

Peter smiled. "I would never."

"Sure you wouldn't." Tony rolled his eyes with a smile. "What was it that you wanted to tell me?"

"Um," Peter mumbled. "Well, I recently found out some...surprising news."

"You're not sick are you?" Tony asked in concern. "I can get you the best doctors, Peter. You don't have to worry about the money."

"I'm not sick." Peter assured him. "Well, sometimes I am but that's normal."

"Being sick isn't normal Peter." Tony told him sternly.

"Morning sickness is." Peter blurted out, then winced. That wasn't how he planned on telling Tony about the twins.

Tony stared at him silently, processing what he said. His eyes got wider by the second and he looked down at his stomach then back at him then his stomach again. He stayed silent as he stared, but his face was quickly turning red and he clenched his jaw.

Peter sunk into the couch, stomach clenching in fear. This reminded him too much of how Wade reacted and he doesn't think he'll be able to handle it if his dad left him too.

"Dad." He squeaked out pitifully.

Tony looked up sharply, his face softened a little at Peter's scared expression, but he still looked pissed. He opened and closed his mouth a few times but ended up staying silent and glaring at the floor.

Peter swallowed and looked down, the more time passed the more anxious he got.

"Say something." He begged. Tony still wouldn't look up from the floor. "Dad, please."

Tony shook his head and rubbed his eyes with a harsh sigh. "What do you want me to say Peter? That I'm proud you got pregnant at 18? I'm not. I'm very disappointed in you."

"I didn't mean for this to happen."

"That doesn't matter, not anymore. You have a baby now Peter, a living human child. At 18! Where the fuck is Wilson? I am going to rip his dick off and make him choke on it." Tony got up and stomped through the house, calling for Wade.

"He's not- dad," Peter followed after him, trying to grab his shoulder. "He's not here."

Tony stopped and frowned. "Well, where the hell is he?!"

Peter shrugged, not meeting Tony's eyes. Time seemed to stop as he waited for his reaction, if he wanted to rip off Wade's dick before he definitely wanted to kill him now. He knows how Tony feels about abandoning your partner because you got them pregnant. In Tony's eyes, that sort of man is worse than dog shit and, if he's being honest, Peter holds the same view. He just never thought that Wade would be that sort of man.

Tony moved, and for a second Peter thought he was about to leave and got cold all over, but he just marched over, grabbed Peter by his shirt and pulled him into his arms.

Peter sniffed, trying hard not to cry. He relaxed into his father's arms, not realizing how tense he was.

"It'll be okay, kid." Tony reassured him. "Everything will be just fine."

"How?" Peter asked, voice small. "I'm pregnant and Wade is gone. I don't even know if he's coming back."

Tony squeezed him tighter. "He'll come back. He's not the kind of asshole who leaves his partner pregnant and alone and scared."

"What if he doesn't?" Peter asked. The question has been stuck in his head since Wade left, but he always refused to acknowledge it. But with Tony here he felt safe. "What if he never comes back? What if he's just gone?"

Tony shook his head. "He will come back, Peter. He's probably just processing this. Remember, he thought he couldn't have kids. He's just scared." Tony was silent for a moment. "And if he doesn't come back, I'll send Nat after him."

Peter laughed weakly. Tony was always threatening to stick Natasha on Wade, but it used to be an empty threat. This obviously wasn't.

He leaned in closer to Tony, burying his head in the man's neck. "Are you still mad?"

"What was that? I don't speak mumble kid, you're gonna have to come out."

Peter pulled away and repeated his question. Tony sighed. "I'm not too mad kid, mostly I'm just disappointed. I never expected this from you, Pete. Never." Tony pulled away, but kept his arms on Peter's shoulders. "I mean, I know you'll be an amazing father and all but, Peter. You're so young. What about college?"

Peter frowned. "I can still go to college, dad. It won't be the easiest thing in the world, but I can do it. The first two years are just generals anyway and I can do that easy shit online."

Tony scrubbed his hand over his face. "I know you can, kid. And of course I'll help out and watch the brat when I can, and I'm sure May already offered her help."

Peter smiled and nodded his head, then paused. Tony hasn't seen the ultrasound yet, and he said brat , as in singular so he doesn't know that he's having twins yet either. "Um, so. I have an ultrasound image if you wanna see it?"

"I- yeah, of course I wanna see." Tony responded. He followed Peter into his room so he could grab it off the nightstand. "How far along are you anyway?"

"9 weeks." Peter said, giving him the image.

Tony nodded absentmindedly as he reached out for the image. His whole demeanor changed as soon as he looked at it. His face softened, his eyes got brighter and he smiled. Then he squinted. He looked at Peter for a second then back at the picture. He tilted his head and opened his mouth.

"I-Is that...are there... two ?"

"Yeah." Peter said softly. He spread his hand over his stomach. "I have a small bump too."

Tony looked up. "Can I uh, you know. Feel?"

At Peter's nod Tony moved closer and carefully reached out one arm. He spread his fingers around the bump, a smile planted firmly on his face.

"Wow, Pete. That's amazing." Tony paused, then looked at Peter and glared. "But don't think for one second that I'm happy about this. I'm still disappointed."

"Yeah, I know."

"Good, and I'm telling Pepper tonight. And Steve. They can both lecture you about safe sex and all that."

Peter groaned. "I think Steve knows already."

"You told Steve ?" Tony gasped. "I'm sorry, who's the father in this relationship?"

"I didn't tell him." Peter rolled his eyes. "I think he heard their heartbeat."

"And when was this?"

"A few days ago," Peter shrugged. "I wanted to tell you when I gave you my suit but I chickened out. Steve found me outside the Tower and we talked."

"That is so like him." Tony said. He stood up and looked Peter in the eye. "Pete, you don't have to be afraid to talk to me. I will never walk out on you, I chose to be your father and I intend to remain as such for a long time."

Peter felt his lower lip wobble as he nodded. "Thanks, dad."

Tony smiled then spread his arms, Peter gladly buried himself into his father's warm and safe embrace with a big smile.

Yeah, everything will be fine.