"Well they can't stop his Uncle can they?" Clint asked.

"Wait. . . what?" Bruce asked.
"I adopted Peter as my nephew. I think it might help his healing time and. . . Tony's," Clint said looking sadly at his friend who was still unresponisve to anything and everything. Luckily the arc reactor was still working aswell.
"You do know after both are healed you can't just give him back right? or when you get bored of him," Bruce said.
"Of course I do. And I don't intened on giving him back. I intened to look after him and then when he's older I intened to train him. If he want's to," Clint added.
"What do you mean?" Bruce asked.
"Remember what he told us about his powers?" Clint answered with quiestion.
"Oh yes," Bruce said. "That could be a good thing," he added. Clint nodded and left the room only to return ten minutes later with a smiling Peter.
"Hay Peter," Natasha smiled.
"Hi," Peter said holding Clint's hand. "How is he?" Peter asked looking at Tony.
"Well he hasn't flat lined again. But he's still unresponisve," Bruce replied sadly looking at Tony and holding his hand. It didn't feel right seeing Tony like this. Everyone was used to him bouncing around full of energy and being annoying. Even after almost dying in their first battle against Loki. But this wans't Tony. This person who looked like Tony was too quite and too still and too cold. Peter let go of Clint's hand and walked over to the bed where Tony was lying.
"Hi Tony. I don't know if you remember me. But you saved my life last year from a terroist attack. The attack killed the last of my family and you saved me. You then gave me to an orphanage and you kept trying to find out stuff about me but the orphanage refused to let you. But you sent me cards and presants on Christmas, not that I was allowed it but it was a nice thought. Clint's adopted me now. He adopted me as a nephew. I hope you will get better so you can be my uncle too. Just like Clint and Bruce and Steve and Thor and Phil. Cause you wont be an Aunt like Natasha and Maria 'casue there girls and your not," Peter said. Everyone watched Peter silently as he spoke to Tony. "You know your my faviorite super hero? I wanna be just like you. But not just like Iron Man. Like the real Tony Stark, the genius and the best friend anyone could ask for," Peter said. All of a sudden Tony's hand twitched in Bruce's hand. Bruce gasped and looked at the hand.
"Tony if you can hear me squeze my hand again," Bruce said. Tony's hand squeezed Bruce's again, it was weak but it was there.
"He can hear us!" Bruce cheered. "Oh Tony please wake up we miss you," Bruce begged. "I want my sciance buddy back, my best friend back." Bruce said tears welling up in his eyes.
"I want my drinking buddy back," Natasha said.
"I want my gaming buddy back," Clint said.
"I wish to have my teacher back and my brother. Tony that is not Loki," Thor added.
"I want my Godson back," Steve said and everyone looked at him confused. "I did some digging and found out Howard named me Tony's godfather. Even though everyone thought I was dead he belived in me and now I belive in Tony. I was wrong with what I said when we first met. I was just angry I guess that I had lost my best friend and there was Tony the child of said friend." Steve said. Everyone nodded and Tony coughed.
"Tony are you OK?" Bruce asked. Tony's other hand came up to try and knock the oxygen tube out of his mouth. "NURSE!" Bruce bellowed. Soon the Avengers were shoved out of the room again along with little Peter. But soon they were allowed back in to see Tony awake and sitting up in the hospital bed.
"TONY!" everyone cheered. Tony smiled but it looked tight and sad.
"Are you OK Tony?" Bruce asked. Tony beconked Bruce over and spoke to him.
"Water," he rasped. Bruce nodded and passed Tony some water.
"Slowly," Bruce said as he held the glass for Tony to drink from.
"Thank you," Tony rasped when he had finished.
"Thats OK Tony," Bruce smiled.
"No I mean thank you for everything," Tony smiled, "Once was up there I wanted to get down but I couldn't." He said as he lifted his hand to his neck.
"It's OK Tony," Bruce whispered.
"Mr Stark?" a small voice asked causing everyone to turn to Peter who gluped slightly but it shocked everyone when Tony smiled.
"Peter," he rasped and monitered the boy over. "What are you doing here?" Tony asked as Bruce hoisted the small boy onto the bed with Tony.
"I got hit by a car," Peter muttered. Tony's brow furrowed.
"Your lying," Tony said. Peter's eyes filled with tears and Tony pulled him into a hug. "What happned Peter?" Tony asked.
"They pushed me down the stairs when I accedently shot webs at one of the kids," Peter whispered.
"That's not the first time is it?" Tony asked tears in his eyes and Peter shock his head.
"Almost every day they'd hurt me," Peter confessed.
"Is that why they never let me see you?" Tony asked and Peter nodded.
"Well he's never going back," Clint said. "He's my nephew by adoption now," he added.
"And I'll be looking after Tony." Steve said. "I missed out on most of your life when I sould have been there so now I'm going to make it up to you," he said. Tony's brows furrowed.
"Is it true? about you being my Godfather?" Tony asked.
"Yes Tony," Steve said. "I'm the only Godparent alive," Steve mutterd.
"Peggy was my godmother right?" Tony asked and Steve nodded. "She died a week after I was born. I had already been chirstanded though," Tony said nodding.
"Yeah well you'll have to excuse me if I start trreating you like a child," Steve said smiling slightly.
"I'd like that acctually. I didn't have much of a child hood," Tony admitted.
"Well you have a large family to look after you know Tony," Peter smiled. Tony smiled too.
"That we do. That we do," Tony agreed.