Peter wasn't expecting the battle to go on for as long as it did. He had gotten the call earlier that morning from Mister Stark, immediately putting on his suit, and rushed to the scene of the fight. When he got there the first thing he saw was an alien of some sort in the middle of an absolutely damaged city. The tops of buildings were missing, ruble scattered across the once barren streets. In the middle of all this chaos was the Avengers. He swung over to Mister Stark asking what had happened and what he could do to help.
" This alien decided to drop in and destroy the place. It would be great if you could web him up kid." Tony explained as he took off.
Peter immediately got to work, weaving himself in and out between the alien's legs, making sure he didn't get stepped on. After finishing his job of webbing the alien up he decided to get to higher ground so he could fight from above. As he was swinging from building to building, the alien decided to take interest in him. The alien casually swung at him snatching him up in the process. It started to play with the young spider throwing him in the air and then grabbing him before he could do anything.
" A… little.. help.. here?" he called out between gulps of air.
" On it kid." Mister Stark answered back.
Right after he heard him respond, the alien loosened his grip causing him to plummet to the ground. He shot a web before he hit the ground, just inches away from getting seriously hurt. He landed on a nearby building to catch his breath and come up with a new tactic to distract this thing. Right before he was about to take off, the alien smashed it's fist onto the building he was standing on causing the whole thing to collapse. He became rigid with fear, un able to think, move, do anything. All he knew was that he was falling and fast. He wanted to move but his body wouldn't. The last thing he remembered was Mister Stark calling his name.
The next thing he knew was that he was on an operation table. His body began to tremble like he was cold, his heart pounded in his chest, and he started having trouble with breathing. He started to look a round the room for a familiar face for comfort but found no one to that effect. The only person he saw was a doctor in the corner of the room working on something. She was a tall women with blonde hair pulled up in a tight bun. She wore a white lab coat and black high heels.
" W..Where am I? Where's Mister Stark?" He asked.
His voice sounded funny to him like it was distinat. That's when he also noticed the throbbing pain coming from his right leg and ribs. His head hurt but he was too anxious to notice that. The doctor rushed over to him, her lab coat billowing behind her.
"Your in the med bay. Now I need you to calm down. Your having a panic attack."
He knew he had had panic attacks before but he always had someone with him to help him through it.
" Where's Mister Stark?" he asked again panic lacing his words.
"You're not in a condition to have any visitors at the moment. I'm afraid I can't let him in here."
Peter could tell that he was getting more anxious the more she talked.
"W..Why?"
" Well you have to go into surgery. You broke your ribs, definitely fractured your right leg, and cut your head open." She answered calmly which in turn did nothing to call his anxiety.
"Please." his voice barely a whisper.
The doctor sighed.
" Your quite the stubborn one." She told him as she called Mister Stark to the Med bay.
Tony immediately rushed into the room and to Peter's side.
" Hey kid. You sure scared us back there."
" Is everyone okay?" Peter asked trying to keep himself occupied and generally wanting to know.
" Always looking out for others before yourself. Yeah everyone's fine." Tony teased.
" How are you feeling?" Tony asked concern and worry etched onto his face.
Peter couldn't help but feel all the pain rush at him at once.
" Everything hurts." he said as he winced.
" Excuse me but can you be so kind and bring some pain meds over here?" Tony asked with fake kindness.
" He hasn't gone into surgery yet." The doctor responding not turning to look at the billionaire.
He could see confusion and strictness on Mister Stark's face.
" He should of been done with the surgery hours ago." Tony barked out.
Peter couldn't believe it. How long had he been out?
" Doctor Cho was running late. I know you don't like us doing surgeries without her. Shes ready to do the operation now if your ready." She explained looking at Peter for confirmation.
Tony looked at him as well.
" You ready kid?"
Peter just nodded ready to get this over with.
" Okay. I'll go inform Doctor Cho that your ready."
The doctor took off into the other room leaving the two in complete silence. When Peter was absolutely sure she was gone he turned to Mister Stark. He could still feel his anxiety bubble up inside him.
"Mister Stark…"
He looked at Tony before he continued.
" I.. I'm scared."
Tony took Peter's hand in his and squeezed.
" Doctor Cho is the best. She deals with injuries like this all the time. Believe me I know. But if it makes you feel any better I'll be right Outside that door. If anything happens I'll be there."
Peter looked at Tony giving him the most grateful look he could as the doctor came into the room.
" Okay she's all ready for you."
Peter looked to Tony one last time.
"I'll be right here promise." He reassured him as Peter was wheeled into the operation room, Tony's words filling him with contentment.