Pun Queen, thank you for saying Peter Barker. I needed a good laugh. That's so great lol. And who knows, maybe they will get a dog?

If Peter Parker was a dog, what kind of dog would he be? I could see him as a boxer, they're just such sweet, goofy dogs and I love them. But what do you guys think? I honestly want to know.

Lavendor Queen, thank you for your review last chapter. It means a lot. I try to be as realistic as I can.

A lot of queens read this story, so that's dope lol. (Do people still say dope?) Well, I do.

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In all honesty, Ada doesn't feel much better. She only admits that to herself. Everyone around her worries enough as it is. They're all getting lines. Or so she imagines, her eyes still don't want to focus.

After recovering a day in the ICU that she doesn't remember, Anderson delivers the annoying news that they're going to keep her there a little longer.

Infection is a serious thing and they don't want to risk it. Especially after she already had a scare with it before. Her white blood cell count was up a bit, but not enough to cause worry. Not that that stopped them.

So more needles are stuck in her arm, delivering the right medicine that are supposed to make her better but makes her feel worse.

And dreams. Ada has been sleeping a lot but she only sees darkness. That she can remember. But now there are flashes of things. She can't really make anything out. She doesn't know if that's a good thing or not.

Physical therapy gets set back and Ada forgets what real food tastes like. If she could just feel normal for five minutes, she'd gladly pay that price. But she can't. Sleep becomes her best escape. She doesn't feel anything when she's sleeping and when she awakes, hours have usually past. Pepper and or Tony will inform her of what's happened. Who's come to visit her and so on. It only makes her more tired.

She doesn't realize she's remembering people better until her nurse, Marisa, comes into her room and the teenager greets her with her name. She freezes for a moment before acting as if it was nothing. Which it shouldn't be. She shouldn't have trouble recognizing people she sees multiple times a day. People she's known for a long time.

All she wants is to fall asleep in the comfort of her own bed in her own bedroom at home. It's when she realizes this will never happen again that Ada turns her head towards the wall to hide the tears falling down her face.

When they're sure she's not as at risk of infection, she's finally moved from the ICU and back into a normal room again. It's not much different than the last, just mirrored. The door is now on her left, the couch and window on her right.

May arrives halfway into the day with Peter. The woman ushers Pepper and Tony out to lunch, leaving her nephew with her friend who suddenly has a smirk on his face. Ada almost doesn't notice, but when she does, she raises her brows in question.

Grinning now, Peter moves his hands from behind his back to reveal a milkshake. Ada's mood immediately perks up. She reaches for it, taking it quickly when he hands it to her, sipping it through the straw. She's sure this is what heaven tastes like. Can places have a taste?

Setting it down for only a moment, Ada grabs her sketchbook and pencil, writing out. "You may be Spider-Man but Peter Parker is my hero today." Before handing it to the boy. Peter smiles and erases the words before perching on the edge of the bed.

"Draw me a picture," He tells her with a nod towards the book and Ada shakes her head. "If you're not going to talk to me, then you gotta draw something."

Maintaining eye contact, Ada sets down the nearly empty cup before snatching up her sketchbook. She has to look down as she sketches the lines onto the paper. It's doesn't take long, only a hand full of minutes before the teenager is dropping the graphite and spinning the paper to face Peter.

He snorts but gives her an unimpressed look at the near crudely drawn picture of a hand flipping him off. At least she hasn't lost her sass.

Peter disposes of the styrofoam cup when she's finished and sits back down. He talks about anything while they both throw small pieces of paper at each other until the adults return. Then the Parkers leave and Ms. Potts brings up a subject she regrets to say she hadn't even thought about. Her father's funeral. She's very aware that he's...gone. But she hadn't thought about a funeral. She feels guilty about that.

They tell her they can wait until they can get her out of the hospital to have it. But Ada shakes her head. Her father deserves to be buried. Put to rest or whatever. She doesn't believe that burying him changes anything. He's gone, after all, his body is just an empty shell now. She tells them to she wants it that weekend. But she doesn't want to go.

They both look unsure, telling her that maybe they should wait. That she might regret not going. Like she doesn't already know that. But the thought of sitting around, enduring everyone's condolences. They're kind, sad words about how sorry they are. How good of a man her father was. She can't sit through that, doesn't want to. She remembers her mother's funeral vividly. She's not doing that again. Her dad would understand.

When she doesn't budge, Tony and Pepper give it. They plan out the funeral. They burry Nathan next to his wife. Ada cries.

Speech therapy starts the next day. Ada doesn't enjoy Lucinda's company as she had last time they were together. But she pushes through their session. She goes to sleep as soon as the woman leaves. She can't remember if she was even tired or not.

Mr. Stark disappears to the compound for a while. He's sure to text Ada multiple times. Because he's bored, he says, not because he's worried. Though he doesn't tell her what's going on because she knows something is happening that needs his attention or he wouldn't have left for so long. Not that she minds. She's grateful for him, but you can only handle someone's constant company for so long.

Ada convinces Pepper to go home to sleep at night. The first time she does, Ada gets another visit from Loki. She briefly wonders why he doesn't come any other time but quickly realizes that probably wouldn't go over well. With Tony not trusting him and everything.

She asks him what's going on at the compound but he doesn't tell her much. Just mentions a new guest? Ada's too tired to care and she falls to sleep before he leaves once again.

The first day of physical therapy arrives. Ada never thought she'd tire of wearing pajamas all day. She was wrong. She wants to feel the rough texture of her jeans rubbing against her legs, wants a shirt that doesn't shift around so much, one that doesn't easily fall off her shoulders. Though that might have to do with the weight she's lost.

On top of losing weight, her muscle mass has deteriorated. She has to be all but lifted into the wheelchair. She asks Tony and Pepper not to come with her and pretends not to see the hurt flash across their faces.

Jason, her physical therapist, is a young guy. Late twenties, she thinks. Asking would be rude. He's very cheery, it annoys her a bit. As everything does these days. But he doesn't take any shit. When she refuses to answer verbally, he stops everything and looks at her with raised eyebrows to rival her own until she does. But he's nice. And like Lucinda, he doesn't look at her like she's broken.

They don't do much the first day but it still tires her out. She didn't even get to stand up.

The cast on her arm is set to come off next week, she's definitely looking forward to that. And although her vision is starting to clear, she's still dizzy most of the time. But no more seizures. Thankfully. Ada doesn't want to repeat that.

Ms. Potts is gone when Ada wakes up. Mr. Stark is there but he's sleeping. Slouched in the chair, his head resting on his hand. Ada feels her lips turn up just a little and she reaches for her sketchbook. It's still not like before, but it's better than it was.

When Tony stirs, he rubs his face before his gaze falls on his teenager. She's sitting up in bed, eyes focused intently on the book in her lap. He watches her for a moment before speaking. "Hey, kid," She looks up briefly and hums before turning her head down once more. "What are you drawing?"

"N-not do-done." She mumbles without stopping her hand's motions.

Tony doesn't question her any further, content to just sit back and watch her. He misses Ada, in a way. He knows that sounds odd, but she's been different ever since waking up. It's not surprising and he doesn't blame her, but he can't change how he feels. He knows she's going through a lot and he will get her back one day. Or he hopes, anyway.

Her clearing her throat has his attention snapping back to her. He hadn't realized his eyes had drifted as he thought. He smiles. She's holding the pages to him, showing her sketch of him, sleeping as he had been earlier. She smiles back.

Next chapter we're finally moving forward with some things. I'm once again catching up to myself with my writing because I haven't felt motivated. But that's okay, I'll get it done. I'll probably space the next few chapters out a bit to give me more time.

New character is revealed next chapter. I've planned to bring this person in for a while and I'm excited for things to come!

Thanks for reading! Hope you guys enjoyed and let me know what you think.

Teaser: Peter stands and slides one arm under her knees while the other goes behind her shoulders.

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