Chapter 10
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Tony went to sleep after having a hell of a day.
”You can rest now,”
Pepper had told him, and as much as the tiny part of his brain wanted that to be true he knew his time on Earth wasn’t over.
Why else would fate have thought to bring him back?
Not only had it supposedly been nearly a year since he had died, but for him it was the first day back where he had two of his boys after 5 years of loosing them to Thanos.
So yeah, part of him wanted to rest, but most of him was thrilled to have his family back.
Tony slept well for a good hour or so.
Before the nightmares came along.
Except this was a new one, it wasn’t exactly a nightmare but a memory.
Peter ran over to him with exhaustion and blood and his face, but most importantly tears, “Dad?”
“Hey,” The young boy said his voice quivering as he kneeled down and held his fathers hand, “Dad, can you hear me?”
Tony could do nothing but just stare at his kid, his kid didn’t deserve to see him go. But he knew what he had to do, this was all for him and Harley to keep them safe.
“It’s Peter,” The kid said still with a shaky voice staring at the older as he breathed heavily and he could hear Tony’s heart slowly fading away.
Peter sniffled, “Hey,” he said quieter this time, “We won.”
“Dad, we won Dad.” The younger looked at him with desperate eyes screaming for Tony not to go, “We won, you did it Dad, you did it.”
The boy still had tears streaming down his face as Pepper carefully pulled him off of Tony, “I’m sorry Dad.”
Tony woke up with a start tears threatening to fall down his eyes seeing his kid so broken when he died, and that had only been the beginning to what else had happened to Peter.
Pepper woke up soon after and grabbed his hand with a sad smile, “It’s ok Tony, we’re going to be ok now you’re ok.”
But Peter isn’t, he thought.
”You rest, I’m making pancakes and we’re going to have a hell of a Christmas you hear?” Pepper said grinning softly as she left the bedroom and Tony softly chuckled.
It would never be the same like previous Christmas’s, especially without Peter or May. But it was a start, and soon he’d have Peter home in no time.
Peter kept swinging stopping robberies here and there putting on his cocky remarks and making himself seem confident to the villains when he wasn’t.
”Really? Stealing from an old lady on Christmas man? Do better,” Peter frowned as he quickly webbed the guys up to the walls and he could hear a news car coming.
An Interviewer stepped out of his car and practically ran to Spider-Man, “Cops have reported you’ve stopped a total of 15 crimes all in just one day, and on Christmas. Don’t you have a family of your own to go to Spider-Man?”
Peter winced and froze infront of the camera, stop it you can’t be seen weak, “Just doing my job sir.”
“But you still haven’t answered my question- even hero’s should be allowed to spend the holidays with family Sir.”
“I know they should, and- I have a family ok!” He said practically yelling, “I mean- it’s nothing I’m fine I’m going to see said family soon actually, Merry Christmas New York!” He said before quickly swinging away, he blew it.