Peter sat at the very top of the tower, over looking a vast majority of New York. The view was always amazing from up there. He didn't know how long he sat but it gave him a sort of sense of peace, dulling the nag in the back of his head ever so slightly.

The breeze felt nice on his unmasked face but the feeling made him want to hide. It felt like someone was watching him and would only be a matter of time before he was jumping at every little noise and shadow. It felt like it was slowly and steadily getting closer, louder- like someone was going to grab him and it was terrifying.

He sighed heavily and pulled his mask on.

"Hello Peter. It's nice to see you."

"You too Karen." Though he was genuinely happy to hear her voice, his tone was lack luster.

"What's wrong Peter? Usually you're raring to go out and patrol; kick butt and help old ladies. What are you doing sitting on top of the tower?"

"I dunno Karen. Something just feels wrong."

"Did you eat your Aunt's leftovers again?"

Peter snorted. "No, it's not that kinda wrong… it's like- you know how that one Christmas song starts with You better watch out? It's like that and it's repeating over and over like something or someone's gonna get me."

"You've talked to Tony about it?"

"Yeah; Cap and Mr. Barnes too. It's not really something anyone can do anything about. I don't even know how to explain it well enough for anyone to actually understand what it really feels like."

"Sounds like you're experiencing extreme anxiety. If you told them that I'm sure they'd understand. They've all experienced it in one way or another."

Peter shook his head. "It's more than that though. It's not just the feeling of something could happen or today's gonna be a bad day just because. It's just- somethings gonna happen."

"I wish I could give you a more solid answer about what to do about this. The only thing I can think of is trying to find a way to calm or distract yourself."

Peter smiled slightly. If only it were that easy. He thought going to the tower would be calming and distracting but in all honesty it might have made the situation worse. It was like it was closer.

"I don't know what to do, but I think I can distract myself for a minute or two." He stood up and went to the far end of the roof. "My parachute is still good right?"

"Yes, why do you ask?"

"Just in case I need it." Peter started running, leaping over the guard rail with ease before launching himself off the top of the building into a free fall.

AVENGERS

"You didn't find anything? No- ticks in the news or files from the prison?"

"No sir. There's no mention of Toomes anywhere besides the one article giving the date of the crash. Toomes is still locked away serving his time."

"Well there goes that assumption." Steve said lackluster-less.

"What if we're just over thinking everything?" Bucky gave a half hearted shrug. "What if the kid really just needs a day to relax but he's attributing any and all stress to some sort of danger?"

"What if he's developing a new power?"

Tony shook his head at their assumptions. He knew Peter better than anyone there. He didn't just need a day because of stress, not since Tony taking into account how much sleep he gets on a regular basis on account of him passing out in the lab because of lack of sleep and tests at school. No, Tony knew when Peter needed days due to stress. He wasn't developing a new power either because if he was, he would called or texted Tony that morning absolutely bounding with energy of excitement or worry, but still would've gone to school- ultimately giving Tony updates on the supposed new power throughout the day.

It was neither of those things, nor did it appear to have anything to do with Toomes. So they were stuck at an impasse with no real information to go on.

"Run it again FRI. Scan for any names of old adversaries from- whenever." Tony huffed. Everything having to do with Peter lately was getting more frustrating. "I swear the kid's got a switch that he turns on and off to make it so others can understand him."

"I'm sure it's nothing." Steve said. "As long as no one major has escaped or been freed then we probably have nothing to worry about."

"So you've heard already?" That was a new voice of one James Rhodes. No one had noticed him enter the room.

"Heard what?"

"About one of Hammer's top lackeys getting set free a couple of years early on good behavior? Isn't that what you were talking about?" He waved around a file in his hand.

"If only it were that simple. Whatcha got on this guy?" Tony took the file from his hand.

"David Asburrow, thirty-three. He was released two weeks ago on account of his good behavior. He was one of the top engineers and kiss ass for Hammer before everything went down. He came back here to see his wife and daughter but apparently they moved state and she filed for divorce. Not the best news to get fresh out of the slammer." Rhodes informed them as Tony flipped through the file. "Big man said he didn't think Asburrow would try anything against you because it technically wasn't your fault all the shit went down but thinks you should play it safe when going out and such."

"This- this could be what the kid was talking about." Bucky said with a general gesture.

"Come on Buck, that's a stretch even for him." Steve replied.

"What's up with the kid?" Rhodes asked. "He okay?"

"Pete had Karen act as his aunt to get out of class today." Tony said. "Came here saying something didn't feel right but didn't know what it was; said he felt like he was in danger and didn't want to chance anything at school. He's up on the roof trying to make sense of everything."

"It's that weird thing he's got right? His- spider sense?"

"This could explain it; Peter feels like somethings gonna happen and had no idea about this." Bucky said.

"We had no idea about this until five minutes ago." Tony emphasized. "Besides the guy would come after me, Ironman, not him, Spider-man."

"I'm not saying he'd go after Spider-Man. I'm saying he could go after Peter Parker because he interns for you."

Something clicked in Tony's head as Bucky's words registered. "Ah shit."

"Okay… so we tell him the possibility of what could happen and track this guy down and keep an eye on him." Steve said.

"We can't tell him; he'll go looking for the guy for crying out loud."

"We're not going to keep it a secret from him when his safety could be on the line. It'll be better if we prepare him for what could happen in the future."

Tony huffed. "Fine but if he goes looking then it's your fault. FRI tell the kid to come down so we can talk."

"Mr. Parker isn't on the roof anymore."

Tony groaned. Nothing could be simple when it came to the kid. "Where is he?"

"He jumped from the top of the tower and engaged in a free fall approximately seven minutes ago and is now currently headed towards Central Park."

AVENGERS

It was a nice feeling; swinging from building to building through the city. There was also the familiar feeling, the actual spidey sense feeling as he jumped from the tower and free-fell most of the way down the building before his sense told him You're gonna become a splat spider if you don't stop yourself. It was different from the nagging that he was feeling and it was really odd to feel both at the same time.

Peter had hoped the actual sense would cancel out the nagging but somehow it seemed to amplify it and it now felt like elevator music; out of the way but just there enough to notice and get annoyed about.

"Would you like me to listen to the police scanner to find possible crimes in the area Peter?" Karen asked.

"No thanks Karen. I don't really think I can focus on crime stopping right now." Peter answered as he swung to another building.

"Where are we going?"

"Just- to the park for a little while to see if that'll help me clear my head."

"Might I tell you that your brain waves and heart rate have picked up slightly since leaving the tower? Maybe we should go back just to be safe."

"My brainwaves and heart rate have picked up because I'm currently flying through the air and not sitting still. Come on Karen, you should know that." He snorted.

"I mean more than usual. Don't try to get smart with me."

Peter smiled and shook his head. He wasn't going to get anywhere just sitting at the tower. Being outside increased the chances of something happening and that meant the feeling to go away.

"We'll be fine. If anything happens, you got a direct line to Mr. Stark."

It was a little while after that that Peter got to the park, unintentionally crashing a little girl's birthday party. He apologized profusely to the parents but told him not to worry about it. He ended up staying and entertaining the kids for a little while, showing them his webs and letting them chase around his drone. The little girl had said it was the best birthday ever. The parents had tried to offer some sort of confirmation for doing it but Peter refused any sort of payment they offered, but accepted a piece of cake before leaving.

That was a good distraction. He didn't feel the nagging while he was with the kids and it genuinely lifted his spirits. It was nice to see people out and about just enjoying their lives and lives of others without having to worry about constant danger. Too bad it didn't last.

It was when he got out of hearing range of the party that the nagging returned, only it had been that time around. It wasn't quite at the danger stage but more of use extreme caution while driving on an icy road. He found himself sitting in a tree when he heard someone call to him.

"Spider-man!" Peter looked down to see a man calling to him. "Spider-man can you come down here?"

It didn't sit right with him. The man calling up to him set off his spidey sense and the other feeling was all but blaring. But he went against his better judgement and hopped out of the tree to talk to the man.

"What can I do for you?"

"Um, uh- sorry this is kinda surreal; actually talking to you is just-" he fumbled around with his wallet. "I just moved here, looking for family actually. I know you probably don't know this kid but- do you think you can help me find him?"

He pulled out a picture and Peter blanched under his mask. It was a picture of him, a closeup of his smiling face walking out of school.

"He's my nephew, on my sister's side. His name is Peter Parker and from what I heard was he's interning at Stark Industries. I don't know if you have any connection to him but… I can't just waltz in to the building and ask to see him. I don't think he actually knows I exist."

"Uh… you can't- call him or anything?" Of course he couldn't. Peter had no idea who that man was and he was claiming to be a family member.

"If I could I wouldn't be here asking for your help. Please- he's the only family I have now and it would mean the world to me if I could just see him, maybe chat to him or my sister-in-law for a little bit." His tone was sickeningly sweet and somewhat pitiful. The nagging in Peter's head and his sense seemed to mold into one and it was dialing everything up way too much.

"I'll- I'll see what I can do." He gulped, trying to keep his voice steady. He was officially freaking out.

"Thank you so much. Here's my number; if you find him, please give it to him." The man handed him a card with a phone number on it before heading away.

Peter held the card in his now shaking hand. What had just happened was terrifying. The amount of dangerous vibes he was giving off was phenomenal and Peter gave himself a pat on the back for keeping it together.

"Peter your brain waves and breathing patterns are becoming erratic. I suggest we head back to the tower to discuss what just happened with everyone." Karen's voice was somewhat soothing after the whole thing.

"Yeah… quickest route back…"

Peter swung up to a tree and through the park to the rooftops following Karen's directions. His heart felt like it would stop if he did. His webs carried him through the city faster than he'd ever gone before and didn't stop until he reaches the tower, almost crashing through a window if it hadn't been opened for him. He did however crash into and topple over a couch, startling the four men in the room.

"You okay there Peter?" Steve asked as he and Rhodes righted the couch.

"Define okay."Peter's muffled voice answered.

"That's never a good answer." Bucky mumbled.

"Mr. Parker's heart rate and brain waves are sporadic. His AI has informed me he had a rather- disturbing encounter which would account for it and the possibility of his strange behavior all day." FRIDAY said.

"So do you wanna explain what that's about Underoos or do you want us to have to look through the footage of your suit?" Tony raised an eyebrow.

Peter took his mask off and ran a hand through his hair. "You- know how I've had this weird feeling all day? I guess it was like I was being watched or at least someone was trying to watch me but they couldn't… I went up to the roof just to see if the fresh air would help at all but there was no change. I figured I'd go out for a change of scenery and wound up going to the park for some sort of distraction and ended up entertaining some kids at a birthday for a little while.

"After that I was sitting up in a tree trying to make sense of everything when a guy called up to me asking for help about something. My senses were practically yelling at me that the guy was dangerous but- not to me, not Spider-man. He asked me to find Peter Parker because…" Peter took a deep breath. "He's looking for me because he said he was my uncle on my mom's side."

The room tensed at that. They all knew what happened to Ben and knew the whole family topic was still kind of sensitive for him, especially uncles.

"Did he say anything else?" Rhodes asked.

"He said he knew I was interning at SI but didn't have any way to contact me and couldn't just walk in the building claiming to know me. He did give me a card with his name and number on it." He fished the card out of his suit and handed it to Tony.

"Charles Fitzpatrick, accountant." Tony read. "Fitzpatrick was your mother's maiden name wasn't it?" Peter nodded. "But you've said before that your mother was an only child and May is the only family you have."

"She was and May is." Peter held his head and dropped it in between his knees.

Tony frowned. "FRIDAY talk to Karen and pull of the video from his mask from earlier. Let's see who this guy is."

"Right away."

It was a minute before anything happened but FRIDAY pulled up the recording from Peter's mask on the TV. They watch the whole interaction from him calling to Peter up in the tree to him giving him the card before walking away. The frowns on their faces were deep.

"Son of a bitch." Rhodes sighed. "Good behavior huh?"

I feel like this story is very lack luster in comparison with others that I've done; reading into the next part thats kinda sorta done, there's no real action and just a lot of drama and just like whoa concepts. I'm trying real hard to make this a good story for you guys I swear. I'll try to adjust some point so there's at least something actiony in the last bit.

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