Week Two
During the second week, you cried yourself to sleep while clutching Peter’s sweatshirt almost every night. With each day that past you were less and less sure that the team would find him. Toward the end of the week, you finally worked up the courage to ask Tony to help. Bucky helped you out in that area. It wasn’t that you were scared of Tony, he was just so overwhelmed that you didn’t want to add to it. At first you just organized things around his lab and got him things when he asked. Then he had you organized to see where was searched and if he missed anywhere. It wasn’t much, you knew he could have programed a computer to do the same work, but he could tell you needing something to fill the time. It was better than doing nothing and just sitting in your room waiting.
‘We are going to find you Peter. We are so close.’
This week was worse for Peter. It was the same physical and psychological torture, but less food and water. His healing factor rapidly fading without proper nutrition. The open wounds were starting to get infected, and his body couldn’t fight all of them. He laid on the hard floor more often than not. He could tell an illness was coming. It was inevitable. He noticed all his blood on the floor.
“It’s so sad.” The Big Bad said.
Peter flinched at the sudden voice.
“The amazing Spiderman reduced to almost nothing. No family to save him. Pity.”
‘Will they come?... Do they remember?...’