Gamora eyed Jacob as he checked Peter's pulse, while in the corner of her eye she could see his father eyeing her.

"Rocket, is the ship still flyable?" Gamora barely whispered, knowing the raccoons hearing would easily make out her words. She turned to him, his head shook in reply. Without having to say anymore Rocket knew what needed to be done.

"If you lot don't mind I'm just gonna pop back to the ship, few repairs to make." Rocket got up from the sofa that him and the others where sat on.

"You're not going anywhere." The man again pulled his gun from it's holster.

"Well if you want us off your planet I'm gonna need to repair the ship." Rocket approached the man, it was clear he was disturbed with something about Rocket. The man thought for a second looking to his son, before turning back to Rocket.

"Fine, all of you with me." The man ordered gesturing his gun at each of them.

"I'm not leaving Peter." Gamora argued as her and Drax both got to their feet, the man in reply loaded a bullet into the barrel of his gun.

"Dad!" Jacob interrupted, he then unwilling picked up the gun he had put to the side. "I'll be fine." He smiled, even though with a gun in his hand it felt wrong. The man sighed, obviously still not happy with the arrangement.

"You can stay, the rest of you are going back to your ship." Gamora nodded to her friends in agreement, they left with the man. Leaving only Gamora, Jacob and Peter in the room. Silence fell as Gamora sat back down, and it remained silent for a good few minutes.

"Where do you come from?" Jacob finally asked, resting his gun uncomfortably on his lap.

"Somewhere far away." Gamora quickly forced away the thought of her long lost home.

"What about your friend?" Jacob looked down a Peter, his bare chest was pale, his horrible wound bandaged.

"He is from here." Gamora replied, watching Jacob put his gun down as he fetched a blanket from a basket next to the sofa.

"Your friend said he was 'mostly' human?" Jacob delicately laid the cream blanket over Peter.

"His mother was Terran, or human as you prefer to call yourself; his father was… an alien." Gamora thought that telling the whole truth would be to much for Jacob, leaving that part about Peter's father practically being a God was probably for the best.

"Is his mum still on earth." Gamora could see Jacob was intrigued more than scared now, the opportunity for answers to good to pass up on.

"She died." Gamora looked down at her hands, the thought of another child growing up without a mother or even a loving hand to hold was painful.

"His dad?" Gamora looked up, the answer was in her eyes. Jacob looked down at Peter, sympathy plastered on his face.

"I lost my mum two years ago during the battle of New York." Jacob turned a little on his chair to face Gamora more. "She took a trip to New York, some medical conference. Bunch of Doctors getting together in one place basically." Jacob took a deep breath. "She never made it back."

"Battle of New York?" Gamora's face displayed confusion.

"You lot up in space not know about a massive alien invasion, big old wormhole in the sky raining down a crap ton of aliens. Not to mention the most recant massive blue blob taking out an entire town." Jacob sat back in his chair, having to compose his thoughts, anger brewing within.

"I'm sorry." Gamora only knew of the second event Jacob spoke of, the devastation Ego had managed to cause. Jacob again sat in silence, his eyes wondered over Peter. He watched his chest for a few seconds.

Nothing.

Jacobs ear shot over Peter's mouth.

Nothing.

His finger felt for a pulse on Peter's neck.

Nothing.

Gamora shot out of her seat as soon as Jacob started pushing down on Peter's chest.

"This wont end well for you." A voice taunted.

"This Isn't about me." Another voice replied. Peter could barely feel his body, his limbs where heavy and he only just managed to open his eyes. He was laying on his side, someone with their back to Peter stood right in front of him. the completely white space around him seemed to go on forever, the room seemed to have no end.

"You can't save him."

"I can try." Peter knew that voice, a voice he missed all too much.

"Yondu?" The name only just left Peter's dry lips. The man with his back to him, looked over his shoulder down a Peter, the blue mans face was agitated.

"What did I tell you about coming back here boy!" Yondu was suddenly knocked violently to the side out of Peter's view. Peter wanted to scream his name but all that escaped was a cough. What he saw next sent a chill down his spine, his already lifeless heart was almost shocked back into rhythm.

"Hello son." Ego stood, a look of disgust on his face. "You ruined everything, you took it all away from me." Ego planted his boot on Peter's neck, he gasped in pain. "Now It's only fair that I take it all away from you." Peter could feel himself slipping out of existents, fading into the unknown. Suddenly the agony ceased as Ego was pulled away from Peter.

"Why isn't it working!" Gamora cried as Jacob held the empty needle in his hand.

"His organs have shut down, not even the adrenalin can restart his heart." Jacob looked down at the dead man on his sofa, his pale lifeless face one he had hoped he would never see. His never had a patient die on him before, he knew it was only a matter of time.

"No there must be something you can do." Gamora again put her lips to Peter's, breathing for him like Jacob had said to. To many times had Gamora had to breath for Peter, to many times. Not wanting to give up, Jacob continued chest compressions.

Peter watched with blurry vison as Yondu punched Ego over and over again.

"We could do this for an eternity, the boy however hasn't got that long." Ego laughed, knowing that he had already won.

"Your right." Yondu dodged back, out the way of one of Ego's punches. Suddenly a whistle escaped his lips and Yondu's arrow sored through the air. It imbedded it self halfway through Ego's hand before pinning it to the floor. With a swift uppercut Ego's back fell to the floor. "That's for being a shitter dad than me." Yondu spat down onto Ego's unconscious body. Yondu was suddenly at Peter's side taking him into his arms.

"Boy you need to go back." Yondu held Peter's face with one hand as tears dropped from his red eyes.

"I'm dead aren't I?" Peter coughed.

"Peter please son, you need to go back." More tears dripped down Yondu's cheeks.

"But I miss you." Peter weakly whimpered, he was so tired.

"I miss you to boy." Yondu held Peter a little tighter. "But I'll see you again some day." Yondu wiped his own tears from Peter's face, he stared down into his son's eyes. "There's so much more out there for you, there are so many people who need you."

"I need you." Each time Peter blinked it was harder to keep his eyes open.

"Not anymore, you've got a family to look after your stupid ass now." Yondu smiled. "You need to go back for them." Yondu watched as Peter's eyes slipped closed. "Peter please!" Yondu shook his son, but his eyes remained closed.

"Peter." Peter's eyes shot open. "Peter take my hand." Peter rolled his head to the side, again his mum was bathed in angelic light that her golden hair seemed to reflect beautifully. This time, without hesitation Peter reached out for his mother's hand. He could feel her skin on his own, her cold hand wrapped around his. "I love you Peter, don't forget that."

"Mum." Peter sobbed, wanting to take her in his arms. He tried to sit up, he desperately tried. His body to weak remained where it was.

"One day we will be together again, and wont we have a lot of catching up to do." Her smile seemed to breath life into Peter, his eye lids became a little lighter. "I am always going to be there for you." Meredith rested her other hand over Peter's.

"Don't leave me again." Peter begged.

"Peter, It's you who must leave this time." Meredith didn't fight her tears, they rolled down her angelic face with such grace. With a gentle hand she wiped away Peter's tears, he dug his cheek into his mother hand, trying to remember the feeling of her loving touch. He suddenly felt Yondu's firm hands push him off his lap into his mother's arms.

"Peter we will always watch over you, but don't come looking for us." Peter could feel Yondu's hand on his back as he spoke. "We will be here when It's your time." From over his mother's shoulder Peter watched a figure loom out from the yellow light. His grandfather stood crying, his grandfathers dying wish of wanting his family to once again be reunited finally come true. Peter watched his grandmother step out from behind his grandfather, it was like an extra stab to his cold unbeating heart. Meredith pushed Peter off her shoulder, giving a quick smile to her parents before looking back at Peter. Peter took one last look into the yellow light, Yondu now stood beside his grandparents, all smiling with tears streaming down their faces. Looking back to his mother, he stared deep into her loving eyes.

"We will love you always." Was the last thing Peter heard before his vison suddenly faded away.

Authors Notes

Omg this chapter had to many feels, so many feels it hurts. Hope you guys made it through without getting too upset. Please do tell me what you thought of it, every review is much appreciated. See you all soon