Chapter 16

Sound or at least some sort of noises were being heard. Beeping. Then there was noise, which was muffled, sounded distorted. Maybe someone was talking to Peter? He couldn't make anything out. He couldn't move and couldn't seem to make any noise. Next, he felt intense pain shoot through his body and then everything went silent again. When he woke up again, sounds were clearer. He could feel someone or something holding onto his hand, but he still couldn't seem to move.

"Peter, you need to wake up now. We miss you. Morgan misses you like crazy and visits you every day. " A voice said- Tony's voice.

Wake up? Peter thought.

The next thing Peter knew he seemed to be able to move again.

"Peter." A voice said. Peter attempted to make a noise or move, but it seemed his brain wasn't connected with the rest of his body.

"Open your eyes, Peter, or squeeze my hand." Tony said again.

Peter managed to open his eyes and blinked rapidly trying to clear up the fuzzy images. When things cleared up, he could see Tony, Bruce, and Pepper all looking at him with concern.

"Peter, its Bruce." Dr. Banner said as he began checking Peter's vitals. "Do you know who we are?"

Peter nodded. "Water." He asked in a raspy voice.

Tony came over with some water and Peter drank as quickly as he could.

"Slow down, buddy. I don't want you to throw it all back up." Tony gently said.

"What happened?" Peter said, trying to figure out why he was in bed.

Bruce and Tony looked over at one another and Bruce started, "Pete, do you remember when y'all were going to lunch?"

Peter nodded his head.

"You seemed to have passed out and you woke up several times. When you woke up, you would scream in pain and then you would throw-up."

"I don't remember any of that." Peter said still confused.

"No and I did not expect that you would."

Tony was holding Pete's hand tightly.

"D-dad, how long was I asleep for? Like what time is it?"

Tony took a long sigh and Bruce and Pepper left the room.

"Well, kiddo, you went into a coma. Bruce is still trying to figure out why."

"A. A coma?"

"Yes."

"For how long?" Peter's voice broke.

" Two months."

Suddenly, Peter couldn't breath and he started panicking. Tony tried to calm him down but that failed. Peter started crying and yelling but Tony couldn't tell what he was saying. When Peter stopped, he tried his hardest to get out of bed. He had this overwhelming urge to run.

"No, Peter. You can't get up right now." Tony firmly said.

Peter just cried in response. After what felt like hours, Peter fell asleep. Tony left the room quietly to talk to Bruce. To his surprise, an alarm went off. He turned around to see that Peter had managed to leave the room. Tony was able to catch Peter a few steps past his door because Peter was still really weak.

"Let me go! Let me go, please. I need to get out of here." Peter yelled.

"We can go home but not yet. Calm down, Peter."

Peter just collapsed to the ground too weak to fight anymore.

"Woah, woah, Pete." Tony said as he gently helped Peter to the ground, without just falling dead weight.

-two weeks later-

Peter was being wheelchaired to the car to go home, finally. It seemed like forever and he was about to go crazy. After he had tried to escape the first time, Tony put restraints around Peter until he agreed to not get up without supervision. Peter hated that but the restraints were just so he couldn't hurt himself.

When they got to the tower, Morgan ran over to Peter and jumped up in his lap.

"Peter! I missed you!"

Peter hugged Morgan, "I missed you too!"

Tony led Peter to the couch and just stared at him for a few seconds.

"Dad, I am fine. Can we order pizza or something? I am starving."

"Sure thing, buddy." Tony said as he ruffled Peter's hair.

After Peter had eaten and taken a nap at Tony's insistence, Tony wheeled Peter outside for a surprise.

"Close your eyes, Pete."

Peter looked at Tony confused, "What for?"

"It's a surprise, Peter." Tony said with a smile on his face.

Tony wheeled Peter out to the roof with Morgan following behind giggling.

"Did Mo's giggle box turn over or something, Dad?" Peter asked opening his eyes for a moment.

"Close those eyes right now!" Tony yelled ignoring the question.

"Okay, okay!" Peter said as he closed his eyes.

Finally, they made it to the roof. Tony wheeled Peter over to the surprise. In fact, Tony had gotten this surprise a few weeks ago but Peter was not well enough to see it. Tony was sad when he found out Morgan hadn't even used the surprise yet, but Tony smiled when she told him she was waiting for Peter to get better.

"Can I open my eyes now?" Peter whined.

"Open!"

Peter saw this gorgeous and expensive telescope sitting on the roof.

"You- you got us a telescope?!"

"Yeah of course I did!" Tony smiled.

"B-but aren't they like really expensive?"

"So." Tony shrugged his shoulders.

Peter gaped at it, thrilled beyond imagination. For the rest of the day except when Peter had to take medication, he and Morgan sat out waiting for the stars. Both Tony and Pepper let them look out to their heart's content. Two more days passed, and Peter was still in his wheelchair. Tony and Pepper had noticed Pete's mood change around them. He was miserable being stuck in the wheelchair. They both had tried to reassure him it would only be a few more days but that seemed to make him sadder.

Loud giggles and shrills went through the house as Morgan was wheeling Peter around as fast as she could. Peter was making race car noises and other noises to entertain Morgan as she pushed. When she got tired, she sat on his lap and he pushed the wheels with his arms. Tony came up from the lab to get another cup of coffee, Pepper put a hand on his chest,

"Look. Peter is so happy when Morgan is around."

"She is good for him."

"I just don't want them to get hurt." Pepper said concerned.

"If you stop them, we will have two very grumpy kids. Let them have fun, Pep. It's good for Peter. Besides, Morgan is happier now that he is home. Remember, she used to cry and sleep with us because he wasn't here. She wasn't even happy about the telescope until he got home." Tony said, trying to assure Pepper.

"I know. I just don't need either of them getting hurt."

"They are fine." Tony said giving a kiss on her cheek.

"Dinner is in an hour. I need you up here to help with the kids during dinner."

"Aye, aye." Tony said doing a mock salute.

Things would be better right? Tony still wanted to know what happened with Peter. Answers had not been given. Tony needed answers! He knew Peter was going to bust if he didn't get out of that wheelchair. Why was his healing abilities not working faster? Tony had a feeling Peter already has an answer to that. Peter hadn't even asked to go patrolling as Spiderman. Everything was not okay, but Tony hoped that soon they would be.

Author's Note: I am sorry if this chapter seems lame. I am having writer's block and to be honest I have spent way too much time this weekend watching Dr. Who. I will be working on more chapters and maybe a new story or one-shot.