Warning: one swear word

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Bruce and Tony took Steve down to the canteen for lunch, taking turns to distract him. Nothing was working, he would fidget one moment and then school his features and pretend to listen. In the end they gave up.

They sat eating for at least five minutes before anyone spoke. It was Bruce who spoke first.

"We've been looking into who broke into the tower, these extremist people." Bruce stated.

Steve suddenly started paying attention. He could really use hitting someone right now.

"And?" he prompted.

"We have a round about idea on their location. We plan to storm in tonight." Tony finished. He let out a small burp. Steve would have looked disgusted but right now he didn't care.

"When do we leave." Steve asked urgently.

"Cap, you're not going anywhere!" Tony laughed. Steve sent him a full on glare.

"I'm fine!" he insisted.

"Steve, you're still recovering and Peter needs you, you can't just run off." Bruce stated, trying to dissuade his friend from going into danger.

"I am perfectly fine! I'll only be gone for a night. Peter will be asleep for most of it anyway. I need to pay them back for what they did." Steve growled.

"Steve," Tony said, sitting up and being serious. "we all want to hit them hard. They blew up my tower, our home," he gesture to all three of them. "they hurt us and they hurt Peter. You're not the only one who cares about the kid. I plan to blow them all sky high. They might be able to regenerate but they can sure as hell feel pain."

Steve glared at them both but only half heartedly. Sadly, they both had reasonable points.

"Trust me," Bruce said with a small smirk. "Even the other guy is pissed off. He'll be joining the fight. I'm sure he'll dedicate more than enough hits for you and Peter."

Steve dropped the glare and shared a small smile with his friends. They sat there discussing battle plans. Even if Steve wasn't going to join them, his tactical skills were useful in making a plan. They talked for a while longer before deciding that they should go back. They were walking down the corridor when they saw two nurses running into his room. One SHIELD security guard was missing but they found out that he had just run into the room.

Steve, Tony and Bruce took the rest of the corridor at a sprint. Steve feared the worst when he went in but was completely shocked to see that Peter's bed was empty. Tony rushed into the room behind him and assessed the situation. Having a more scientific mind he could pick up things around him like the room was a machine, looking for the change in parts that caused the disturbance:

1. Peter was not in the bed or even in the room.

2. The window was opened wider then when they left.

3. TV was on.

4. Peter's vault was open.

Tony did a double take on that last one. He ran over to assess what was inside.

Steve spun around and barged into one of the SHIELD operatives, holding him by the neck against the wall.

"WHERE IS HE?" Steve demanded. Pure anger burned in his eyes.

"I don't know." the man chocked.

"Steve!" Bruce cried, pulling him away from the man turning red in the face.

Steve dropped the man like he was vermin. The SHIELD agent's partner came rushing in to help him.

"Sir," the other operative stated formally. "Mister Parker did not leave by the door, we would have seen him."

"If he didn't leave by the door then how did he get out of the room?" Steve asked, outraged.

Bruce answered that question, walking over to the window.

"I think he jumped." Bruce said quietly, looking further out the window for any sign of the boy. There were too many tall buildings about, cutting off their view of the other streets but why should that matter? The only way out is down.

Steve ran over to the window and looked in all directions. When he was one hundred percent sure that Peter wasn't splattered on the floor or sitting on the window ledge on the floor above he moved back into the room. What was Peter thinking?

"Hey guys," Tony said, sounding distant. "I think you should see this."

Steve and Bruce walked around Steve's bed and found Tony kneeling on the floor in front of Peter's vault, holding a crumpled piece of paper.

"Steve," Tony said urgently. "I know you said you don't want to snoop around but I think this warrants reading."

Steve looked conflicted for a moment, forgetting his fear about what Peter could be doing and worrying more about his privacy.

"This could be a matter of life and death." Tony stated seriously.

That cured all of Steve's concerns and he snatched the paper out of Tony's hand. He skim read it quickly with Bruce reading it quietly by his side.

It was a letter to Peter, a birthday letter from his Aunt.

Peter was Spider-Man.

Peter was Spider-Man.

Peter is Spider-Man.

Peter is Spider-Man and he jumped out a window.

"It gets worse." Tony said, breaking Steve's muddled train of thoughts. He pointed at the TV screen.

"... Lizard's break out has bought outrage among the people as they believe that security forces are lacking. Also on the show..."

Steve zoned out the news reporters voice.

"But- he can't." Steve said quietly, his voice rising with panic. "He can't fight he's- he'll die. He's hurt, he can't honestly-"

"I'm calling the others. You're right, he's in no shape to fight." Tony said quickly. He pulled out his phone. As an after thought he added. "Your grandson-"

"Great grandson." Steve inserted automatically.

"-is an idiot. When we see him, I'm gonna slap him!" Tony finished.

"Natasha, where are you... get yourself and Clint to the hospital ASAP... no, don't bring Pepper. Bring something with a lot of fire power... yeah a quinjet sound great... don't ask just do. Oh, and bring one of my suits." Tony said before hanging up. He wanted to be angry, every second he wasted on the phone was a second a dumb kid could die. He just hoped that Peter wouldn't do something stupid... oh wait, he already was.

"Let's go to the roof." Bruce suggested. "It'll be easier to land there."

Tony nodded and pushed past all of the confused doctors, nurses and agents in the room and surrounding the corridor. Steve and Bruce followed the people free tracks Tony made but not before Steve grabbed his shield.

All Steve could think about was that Steve was in danger, he knew he should be angry but he couldn't help but worrying. He would be angry later. He did agree with Tony though. Peter was an idiot. What the hell was he thinking?

Steve pushed this to the back of his mind. When they got to the stairs Steve ran up next to Tony.

"You don't have to come." He said quietly.

Tony stopped for a second and looked outraged at Steve and slapped him. Steve looked at Tony in complete and utter shock.

"Seriously? You think that you can go and save him by yourself? You're fucking hurt! Just because you're related to the kid does not mean you're the only one who cares dumb-ass." Tony ranted angrily. "We're going to get him back together. You shouldn't even come until you've healed but you don't see me tying you to a bed!"

Tony then stormed up the rest of the stairs. He really wanted to rub his hand. Hitting Steve seriously hurt. As in, Tony wasn't sure if he'd broken any fingers. He tried his best to ignore it so that he could walk away with dignity and hope that Steve would stop being so stupidly... Steve.

Tony was the first the roof, he just stood, glaring at the sky. Steve and Bruce came up a moment later. Steve still looked a little shocked but now he looked a little more sheepish instead.

They stood in silence for a minute, wondering what could be taking the others so long.

Bruce broke the silence since curiosity got the better of him.

"Tony, do you think Peter's powers are genetic, as in they're in his DNA or something else?" Bruce asked. Tony stopped glaring and glanced at his science bro.

"Why?" Tony asked sceptically.

"He's lost a lot of blood and taken on Steve's. Do you think it could effect him? Scientifically, if he had spider powers then he would be able to lift a huge amount, along with having a healing factor, the ability to walk up walls and a sensor in his brain warning him of incoming dangers." Bruce pointed out.

"You think Steve's blood could have changed that?" Tony asked. He then answered his own question. "Technically, it's logical. The blood count in his system right now would largely be Steve's* which could cause residual effects. Let's just hope that didn't happen."

Steve got paler and paler as the conversation had gone on.

"Are you saying my blood has altered Peter's fighting abilities?" he asked.

"No, he should still be able to fight. We don't even know if this even is true." Bruce pointed out. The more he thought about it the more worried he became though. It sounded so possible. He could feel the other guy fighting to be released.

"Did I mention that your great grandson is an idiot?" Tony muttered again.

Seconds later they saw a quinjet in the distance. Tony started raising his arms, trying to signal where they were. From the direction where the ship was heading to, they knew they had been spotted. They could see Clint piloting while Natasha looked through the window over his shoulder. Clint spun the ship around and released the hatch so that they could get in. They were greeted by Natasha who was in her Black Widow gear. Clint spun around in his chair giving them a wave. He was also dressed as Hawkeye. Sitting down though, was Thor. They were all surprised to see him but he just smiled and gave a nod of creating.

"We thought that you would all want your suits." Natasha said with a smirk handing Steve his folded costume. He thanked her and moved out of the way to change. Natasha then pointed out Tony's suit, sitting as a rectangular case next to Thor. Tony went over and pressed a few buttons. Within seconds it was attaching itself to his body.

"Why didn't you just summon it like you used to?" Clint asked.

"I haven't installed the upgraded version of that feature yet. Last time I tried, it blew up one of my cars." Tony said, slightly mournfully.

"So, where to?" Natasha asked, changing the subject.

"We need to look for Peter." Tony said, walking over to the window and looking out over Clint's shoulder. Clint closed the hatchet and took off so they hovered above the city.

"This is the relative of the Captain, correct?" Thor asked, joining in the conversation. Tony nodded, not taking his eyes away from the window.

With Natasha and Clint being professionals in the weird, they didn't ask why.

"How do you suggest we do that?" Natasha asked sceptically.

"Look for Spider-Man." Steve said, walking forwards now dressed as Captain America.

Natasha raised an eyebrow but didn't ask any questions.

Clint flew around the city while Natasha called in for any reports on Spider-Man. Thor wanted to ask but instead stood in silence. They didn't have to wait long. Seconds later they were heading towards the direction of a roof. As they got closer they could see the happenings on the roof. Peter was attacking. They could tell he was angry from his punching. Clint landed silently on the building next to them. And they all climbed out.

Bruce was planning to stay behind but when he saw Peter being strangled by a tail. That was the last straw, he felt the monster coming out.

(This takes off from the last chapter, more Peter's POV)

"If you can only just beat me with help, how are you going to do it alone?" The Lizard asked sinisterly.

"He's not alone." A voice shouted. Peter had never been so happy to hear that voice. He inched his head to the left slightly and saw the Avengers, all suited up and looking very very angry.

"Put the kid down, Lizard." the metallic voice of Iron Man ordered.

The Lizard grinned evilly.

"Why trust him, he's a failure!" The Lizard retorted, tightening his grip on Peter's neck.

The Hulk growled but didn't advance. Thor raised his hammer, looking prepared to smite him where the Lizard stood.

"No he's not!" Steve shouted charging forwards. He flung his shield towards them. The was a loud snap and Peter felt himself falling. He felt the tail loosen and watched as everything turned sideways. He saw as Clint, now dressed as Hawkeye, shot arrows at the Lizards eyes. Natasha shot at the heart, hitting the mark each time and Tony aimed his lasers at the weak points of the scaly skin. A large blonde man, looking identical to Steve's description of Thor looked ready to smash into the Lizard but Hulk beat him to it. Hulk stomped forwards, blocking the view of everyone firing and punched the Lizard in the face. Time slowed down. The Lizard's neck was at an odd angle, the punch pushed him over the edge and the Lizard fell. There was no screams, no sound of claws attaching to concrete. There was a clap of thunder falling next to the building. That was followed by a loud thud. A big loud thud that indicated the impact of the Lizard with solid ground. The lightening must have furthered the impact.

Peter then realised that Steve had rushed over to him. Steve yanked his mask off and drew in a breath. He knew that Peter was Spider-Man but seeing it personally, face-to-face was still shocking.

"Hey." Peter said in a harsh, sand paper like voice.

"Hey Pete." Steve said softly.

Steve helped the boy to his feet. When Peter swayed too much he put an arm around his waist and practically held the boy up. In turn, Peter put an arm over Steve's shoulders and hissed in pain. Steve gave him a worried look but Peter brushed him off. Natasha gave Peter a warm smile which he tried to return. He was sure that it came out as a sneer thought. Copious amounts of pain would do that to someone. Clint gave him a nod, checking that he was alright and Peter gave a weak thumbs up using the hand that was on Steve's shoulder. Hulk just grunted and jumped to the building next door where Peter saw a quinjet waiting for them. Natasha and Clint followed suit. Thor stayed behind to greet Peter. He noticed that the teen seemed a little worn and so joined his comrades on the other building shortly after.

Steve waited at the edge of the building and handed Peter over to Tony. He was sure Tony wanted to say something but he kept quiet. He flew Peter across the the gap and secured him into the quin-jet. Steve sat next to Peter, Clint and Natasha sat at the front, controlling the quinjet. Bruce sat opposite Steve, wearing a dressing gown, looking very human and very tired and Thor sat next to Bruce. Tony stood between them. He lifted the head plate.

"So, would this be a bad time to point out we know you're Spider-Man?" Tony asked innocently.

Peter just grinned. He rested his head on Steve's shoulder and drifted into a peaceful sleep.

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*Made up biology that I hope no one will complain about. Just accept it for the story even if it might be wrong please.