The Webs We Weave

"Sorry Spidey, no way to make that easier on you."

"Well you could set me down for starters." Peter grumbled.

"I don't think I will. I have no reason to think you won't try something stupid, like trying to leave. You need your arm checked out." The still suited man accused.

"I had a doctor on the way to get me!" 

"You won't find any doctor better than here at the tower. These doctors treat enhanced people all the time. You really are better off here. Tony only hires the best and that's what you'll get." 

"My arm is broke! I'm not dying!" Peter argued, struggling to get out the tight hold.

"Just let me carry you! You're gonna make your arm worse if you keep fighting me!" The suits face plate slid back, revealing the face of an attractive young man, a few blonde strands pressed to his forehead. He frowned down at the spider themed vigilante."I'm not going to let you go till your on a bed in the med bay!"

"Kidnapping. What a way to earn my trust." Peter scoffed.

"It didn't have to come to that if you wouldn't have been so difficult. You really are something else. Given the way Tony is though, I can see why he's doing everything he can to help you. Really Spidey, they may be your friends but they can't help you as much as Tony can and wants to."

Peter rolled his eyes behind the mask. This guy clearly had no idea what he was getting in to if he planned to get between him and Tony. Most likely none of them did. This was going to be a long/short stay.

"Tony says you're extremely smart, but I have to warn you against trying to leave before you're allowed. By the way, I'm Harley, Harley Keener. I figure I might as well introduce myself." Harley smiled.

"What do you mean, 'before I'm allowed'?" Peter growled.

"I told you, this is the safest place for you. We know all about the attack on your friend and the fact it was meant to get to you. The Avengers are an imposing force Spidey, so it would be useless for them to go after any of your friends anymore since it won't do them any good. Everyone knows we protect our teammates."

"I'm not your teammate." 

Harley grinned down at him as he entered the elevator.

"Friday, med bay please."

"Of course, Mr. Keener."

****Possible trigger starts here*****

Peter felt the elevator begin it's practically undetectable decent to the med bay, a place he had not been in years. He wasn't happy about revisiting. As the doors slid open, his nose was assaulted with the smells of antiseptic and sanitation chemicals. He hated it. He missed Claire's gentle hands and private care room. While always clean, the smells were never strong.

"Dr. Cho?" Harley called out.

Peter had completely forgotten about Dr. Cho, Tony's lead doctor. She dark haired woman emerged from one of the rooms, motioning for Harley to bring Peter in.

"It's been a while Spider-Man." the woman said, blank faced.

"Not long enough." Peter mumbled.

If she heard him, she didn't comment.

"Lay him on the bed, and stay here. I don't want him getting any ideas."

Harley nodded and stepped back as he laid Peter on the bed. Peter sighed, resigned to the fact Dr. Cho would be attending to his arm.

"Friday scanned you on your way down. Its a clean break so let's get you in a cast."

"Whatever."

Harley frowned, clearly confused as to why Spider-Man was being so hostile. Maybe he just didn't like doctors.

"You wouldn't be down here if you hadn't pulled us down on that roof edge."

Dr. Cho raised an eyebrow but didn't comment as she got to work on preparing to cast Peters arm.

"We're going to have to cut the top part of your suit off. I don't want you to move it anymore but I can't properly cast it with the suit on."

"No."

"We can do this the easy way or I'll sedate you and do it anyway."

Peter felt his anger rise. Who did these people think they were? Kidnapping then forcing him into a medical procedure he could have gotten somewhere he felt safe! Top it off with the fact they wanted to ruin his suit.

"Don't worry about the suit, Spidey! Tony has another one already ready for you! It's way better than what you've got now. It's got so many features! You'll be on par with my suit."

'I bet it has a tracker and settings on it too.' Peter silently fumed.

He jumped as he felt the cold metal of scissors touch his skin as Dr. Cho had begun to cut off his suit top while he was distracted.

"I said NO!" Peter yelled, moving to jump off the bed before being slammed back into it and Harley used his full force of the suit to push his shoulders back into the bed as Dr. Cho finished her cut.

"Once we've got your arm casted, we'll get you a shirt." she said, cutting the sleeve of the of the suit on the injured arm as well. "Now let's get this off and I'll finish up."

"Who do you think you are?" Peter growled as he felt the lose fabric slide out from behind him and off his other arm, leaving his chest exposed to the cool room.

"A doctor that's well versed in defiant patients." she rolled her eyes as she began working on his cast.

Peter continued to fume as Harley stepped back. There really was no point in fighting it now. He wasn't stupid. He knew the arm needed to heal properly, this just hadn't been how he planned it.

Harley stepped further back, a light blush covering his cheeks as he took in the toned, chest of Spider-Man. He knew the man was fit, but seeing it laid bare before him was a different story. He took in the pale scars sprinkled across his chest, three had the uncomfortable look of being healed gunshot wounds. Still, the scars did nothing to take away from aesthetic appeal and Harley wondered what was under the mask.

'Damn it Tony. Warn a guy!' he huphed.

Peter laid his head back on the pillow as Dr. Cho finished his cast and sat back. 

"We'll let that set then get you a shirt. If I remember right, you're healing ability is pretty fast so it won't have to stay on long."

"Good.I'll have my doctor cut it off." Peter glared under the mask.

Harley sighed as Dr. Cho stood and silently began cleaning up her materials.

"I told you Spidey. You can't just leave here. Those guys out there, we don't know what they're capable of or who they're working for. I'll put your curiosity to rest and tell you they aren't Fury's guys. I'll go get you some clothes and don't try to leave. Friday will be monitoring your movements." he threw over his shoulder as he exited the room. When the door shut, Cho turned to Peter.

"You really should listen for once Peter." she sighed. "I don't like seeing you in here and they can keep it form happening."

"Did you somehow forget how I got here? This is their fault!" Peter seethed.

"Based on what I heard, your broken arm is your own fault. You might could have avoided being here if you hadn't injured the one thing you need most. You could have easily swung away on a broken leg."

Peter didn't respond, not because she was right, but because there wasn't any point in arguing since she wasn't going to listen. He wouldn't have a broken arm at all if he hadn't been carted off in the first place. As he waited on Harley to get back with a change of clothes, he wondered how Matt was fairing.

*****Possible trigger end*****

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Matt Murdock didn't do panicking. If his years as being a lawyer had taught him anything, it was having one hell of a poker face. He stared calmly at the fuming billionaire before him, briefly assessing the prone form of his so-mentee's....something laid out between them.

"Just ignore me Red." Deadpool waved his only had. "I'll just be here, regrowing my limbs."

"You're obnoxious." Tony rolled his eyes.

"No. I only have to gain Double D's approval to date the adorable spider with the tight ass!" the merc answered saucily.

Tony growled, lurching at the downed man and flinging him to the side, nearly throwing him off the rooftop.

"You just can't help yourself, can you?" Matt raised an eyebrow as Deadpool groaned from his new position.

"It's not in my nature." he laughed through wheeze.

"You shut-up." Tony shot as Wade shifted as best her could to be able to see the other two occupants of the roof. "And you," he glared, turning back to Daredevil. "You and I have a lot to discuss."

"I don't know what you could possibly have to talk to me about." Daredevil said blandly.

"Nice try Murdock." Tony hissed. "Yeah, I know it's you. Wasn't hard to figure out when I saw you at Pe-" Tony paused, not wanting to release Peter's name in front of Deadpool.

"Peter!" Wade filled in cheerfully. "I heard you went to my Petey-Pie's graduation. Bold move I must say!"

"Are you serious?! You let him show that lunatic who he was under the mask?!"

"Well, no....we haven't been able to get that far because we keep getting interrupted!" Wade whined.

"I can't believe this." Tony said, pinching the bridge of his nose. "I knew I should have just come and got the kid earlier."

"He's not yours to take. I happen to have quite an investment in him as his mentor." Matt grinned.

"The kid was my mentee first. You can't possibly think he wouldn't be better off with the Avengers. I have him a high tech suit that can keep him safer than that onesie he's running around in now."

"I don't think Peter cares about that. I definitely don't think he's going to want to be monitored again." Matt shrugged.

"It was for his protection! He was a child!"

"You didn't seem to have a problem with that when you hauled him off to Germany to fight your fight. Seems to me that he would have been safer if he had just kept to his small time activities he was doing." Matt raised an eyebrow, maintaining his calm exterior.

"He had the suit then. I activated his protocols after seeing just how just how unprepared for being a hero he was. I didn't encourage him to throw himself into fight after fight!" Tony glared at how flippant Matt seemed about Peter's activities.

"No. You activated those protocols after you got what you wanted out him. You knew you couldn't just take the suit away after that, so you used it as a way to control him and keep yourself as guilt free as possible. You dumped the kid on your head of security."

"All he had to do was what I told him. I didn't dump him on anyone. I have a company to run as well as keeping up appearances. If the kid followed my orders and let the suit do it's job, he'd have been fine!" 

The two stood facing each other in silence. Tony's glare was heavy compared to Matt seemingly disinterested stance.

"If anyone put him in danger, it was you. You let him go out and jump in to things he wasn't ready for."

"I let him learn. You can't improve without experience."

Tony made to reply, pausing as his com crackled to life. He grinned at the man before him before speaking.

"I'd love to hang around and listen to you try to justify throwing the kid into constant danger, I have an important meeting to get to."

Matt didn't respond as Tony's faceplate closed and he launched off towards Avenger's Tower.

"Sooo, now what?" Wade asked, inspecting his regenerating arm and leg. "I mean, I gotta say Red, I'm a little disappointed you just let him go like that. I was expecting an epic battle over here!"

"Peter's at the tower." Matt replied, walking over to the downed merc.

"So, a rescue mission then?" 

Matt turned as Luke walked over to him, Jessica, Danny, and Frank following behind him.

"No."

"What?" Jessica demanded, shuffling in front of Luke. "We're just letting them keep him? After what we just went through?!"

"Yes." Matt nodded.

"If Bobby and Angelica hadn't had to leave, I have her blast you and him freeze you." she glared.

"Not really understanding your reasoning Matt." Danny said, his eyebrows furrowed.

"Intel."

"Intel?" Luke raised his eyebrow.

"Kid's untouchable in the lion's den." Frank grinned, crossing his arms over his chest. "Stark won't let anyone touch him and he'll find out what they know."

"And what if they don't let him leave?" Jessica huphed.

"If they try to keep him there, Pete will find a way out faster than we would find a way in." Matt sighed, staring out towards the tower. "I don't like leaving him in there, but I have to grudgingly admit that he is a least getting taken care of medically. Once he knows whatever they know, he'll get out."

"You sure he'll stay log enough to try and find out?" Danny asked.

"If they dangle that knowledge in front of him, Pete will wait long enough to get it."

"You know, my outings with Spidey usually end with me have all my body parts intact. You could have at least compensated with a show Red. I held my own for a good bit but Iron Dildo's repulser blast kind of handed my ass to me." Wade pouted.

"You're practically indestructible. You were the perfect distraction for Iron Man." Frank grinned, the others minus Matt following.

"Hate all of you, except you Red. I could never hate you."

"You'd never have a chance with Pete if you did." Jessica snarked.

"I'm never gonna get the chance anyway! Every time I make even the slightest bit of progress, someone interrupts! Petey gets a entire crew of protectors from the Avengers but no one wants to help out lovable merc just trying to catch his spider!" he cried, waving his one good arm in the air.

"Lovable is pushing it. I don't know what Pete sees in you if he's planning to get that level of involved with you." Luke said, crossing his arms. "And just for the record, if you try an funny business without his permission, we'll be his protection squad from you too."

"Not fair!" Wade whimpered.

Taking pity on him, Matt moved to help him up.

"Come on, let's get you off the roof. We'll take you to Claire. At least the blood will be easy to clean up there and not ruin anything."

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Peter sat in the briefing room, a mess of anger, anxiety, and annoying curiosity. He knew the Avengers had information he wanted, this just wasn't how he wanted to get it. Harley sat next to him, out of the suit, and kept stealing side glances at him. It was weird to be dressed in civies while in Avengers' Tower, even weirder when they were someone else's. He struggled with the desire to pull his mask down the rest of the way, but he wanted to make sure he could speak clearly and properly portray his feelings on the situation.

"You know," Harley spoke up. "You could at least pretend to be grateful. Tony has opened the tower to you for your safety and even spent time and energy making you a suit a hundred times better than what you had. Despite what I said earlier, I'm starting to wonder just what it is Tony does see in you. He could have just left you out there you know."

Peter didn't respond as the other Avengers started filing in. Some of them looked fine, others looked a little worse.

"Spider-Man," Steve started, sitting across from him. "Let me start by apologizing for the fight tonight. We had hoped you'd come in without it getting to that. It's very important we get the chance to talk with you, as we can help each other."

"Yeah, kidnapping me from my friends really let me know you cared."

"Saved you is more like it." Peter's head snapped around as Tony Stark walked into the room. 

The air in the room was suddenly stifling as the two stared at each other. 

"I hate to think what would have happened if I hadn't gotten there when I did. How could you let that lunatic get that close to you? It was pretty obvious his intentions were less than virtuous." Tony scoffed, rolling his eyes and crossing his arms.

"With all due respect, Stark, I'm fully capable of taking care of myself." Peter grumbled.

"Kid, please. We have things to tell you so you need to zip it and listen."

If the room hadn't been filled with people, Peter would have flipped the table and threw it out the window. Instead, he settled for squeezing the table edge of the solid oak table hard enough to break off chunks and send splinters down the rest. Who did Tony think he was talking to?

"Spider-Man." Steve said placatingly while sending Tony a glare. "We really do have things we need to talk to you about."

"Then talk." Peter ground out.

Everyone in the room looked between Steve and Spider-Man, all on edge as they still had to sit at the damaged table. Harley silently fumed next to him. Why did Tony want this jerk back so bad? Just from what he had seen in these last few seconds had been enough for him. Spider-Man wasn't worth the Avengers' time. He wasn't worth Tony's time. They just wanted to help him and he was throwing the opportunity back in their faces.

Taking a steadying breath, Steve moved forward.

"We know about your friend, Black Cat. We've all seen the footage and we've done our research on it. It-"

"Fury right?" Peter huphed. "Did he finally get tired of waiting?"

Everyone shared uncertain looks before letting Steve continue.

"He did, but this wasn't his people. He sent out a team to confront you, but there was a mole in the group and the original team was ambushed and replaced. The group that attacked your friend has nothing to do with Fury or us. They were brutal, hoping her being in serious danger would lure you out fast and, they probably hoped, distracted by her state."

"Look, other than telling me this wasn't Fury's people, you're not telling me anything new. Do you at least have a lead on who these people were?"

"We were hoping you'd have some answers for that." Natasha spoke, her gaze focused. "Have you been working any cases lately?"

"I don't recall vigilante business being any of yours." Peter glared. 

"It is when it could possibly help you!" Harley yelled.

"Harley." Tony warned.

"No, Tony. Look at him! He's not appreciative of anything we're, you, are doing for him! Throw him back out on the streets where he wants to be. Let him fend for himself. The Avengers shouldn't bother trying to help someone who clearly doesn't think they need it. He doesn't deserve any of your precious time." Harley finished, openly glaring at Peter.

The room was silent as everyone looked at the two youngest in the room.

"Heh." Peter puffed out. "Listen here Harley, quit while you're ahead."

Slamming his hands down on the ruined table, Harley glared once more at Peter, then stormed out the room.

"Spider-Man." Steve sighed. "It's true we don't know who they were, but we do know who they weren't. This team was good. We all know Black Cat has fighting skills and street smarts, it's how she avoided jail so long."

"That and the fact Spidey's sweet on her and let's her go." Clint mumbled.

"The point is," Steve started loudly. "That this is a serious problem. A group like that out running around is everyone's problem. They might be after you right now, but what's stopping their target from changing? Why are they after you? These are things we need to consider."

"I'm not different than anyone else Cap. I make enemies."

"Like Norman Osborn?" Tony frowned.

"Yeah. Like Norman Osborn." Peter replied, refusing to look at the billionaire.

"Norman broke out of jail a week ago kid." Bucky sighed. "The original objective was to get information from you on Deadpool, but now it's a little more complicated."

Peter didn't respond. He looked blankly at every face in the room, finally stopping on Tony's.

"Deadpool isn't anyone's concern. Leave him alone. He's doing good and that's all there is to it." Peter said pointedly. "As for Norman, I'm more concerned for his son Harry than I am for me. If Norman is out, he'll likely go to Harry and force him to help or hide him. The guy's only been in control of the company a short time. I can't imagine what I put on him when I caused his dad to be locked up, and I don't think him returning will do anything good for Harry's state of mind."

"We'll keep an eye out on Osborn Jr." Sam spoke up.

Suddenly, a though struck Peter.

"Did you all just find out he was out?"

Once again everyone shared a look.

"You did. You said he's been out a week! How did it take this long for anyone to notice?!"

"It was very well covered Spider-Man." Vision looked at him, his face set. "There's no evidence of how he escaped or the exact moment he did. I helped Tony scan through all the footage at the prison. Whoever got him out was very good."

"Or payed very well." Peter's brows furrowed as his mind raced.

"This is a very serious situation Spider-Man." Steve said, studying the small part of Peter's face he could see. "You may be the main target but, after the last time you fought Norman, we have to worry about the safety of the whole city."

"I'll take care of it." Peter stated, standing up from his chair.

"We'll take care of it."

Peter locked his eye with Tony's. The two just stared at each other silently, waiting for the others to speak. Reading the tense atmosphere, the other Avengers quickly made their way out the room, leaving Tony and Peter alone.

Once everyone was out, Peter ripped off his mask and leveled his glare on Tony.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Kitty Cat!" Wade smiled as Felicia entered the medical room. "You look terrible sweetheart."

"Wow. Here I am with all my limbs in tact but I'm the one who looks terrible." she deadpanned.

"You know I think the world of you."

"Yeah." she rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. "So spill. Matt's refusing to answer me on where Peter is."

"I think you know where he is." Wade frowned. "He's with the Avengers."

Felicia sighed and sat down on the end of his bed.

"I knew it was going to happen. We all did good, but there was no way it was going to last. Tony knows who Spider-Man is outside the suit. He could have always tracked down Peter Parker. I guess we should appreciate the fact that he didn't."

"Yeah, what a gentleman."

Giving a soft chuckle and smile, she turned and looked Wade int he face.

"You and Pete are never gonna cross that line any time soon it seems. I feel guilty that, in the face of everything that's going on, I'm seriously disappointed in lack of my spideypool action."

"Spideypool?"

"Yeah, my ship name for you two." Felicia grinned. "Once you two can finally get together, I have a premed instagram account for candid shots of you two. Fangirls will shit over it!"

Wade stared at her a moment before bursting out laughing.

"Petey would kill you."

"Oh please, if he's gonna kill me for meddling in your relationship, it won't be for that. I have something completely scandalous for that." she winked.

"I want to know." Wade said, giving her a completely serious look.

"No way. It's for me to know and you to find out." 

"You're killing me! It's clearly something sexy you're keeping from me! Sex and Petey, preferably together, is a topic I'm happy to discuss!"

"Matt's right outside the door you know." the blonde grinned mischievously. "You know how well his hearing is."

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Let's move away from here." Matt grumbled as he pulled Claire down the hall. "I refuse to stand here while those two discuss defiling my boy."

Claire didn't comment on his use of 'my boy'.

"Was I to late getting there or was it a waste of time for my to come at all."

"I called when I heard Pete's arm break when they hit the roof. I was lucky enough to be on the fire escape of the roof they hit. I really did hope to have you take him."

"Well, you should probably rest. Once he's fully back together, I don't see the big guy hanging back from attempting a rescue mission. The rest of you, especially you, may have faith in Peter, but that in there is a whole different set of feelings."

Matt scrubbed his mask free face.

"Please stop talking about Deadpool's feelings for Peter. I really am reaching my limit on it."

"It's cute how your all protective, 'no one's good enough for my son', over Peter. He's lucky to have you Matt. Everyone knows he loves you and you clearly love him. With that said, babies have to leave the nest at some point."

"He still lives with his Aunt. I had to make him lunches to take to school. He's not ready to leave a nest Claire." Matt frowned.

"You'll let him fight against anything but let him have normal people problems and you just fall apart, you big bad vigilante you." she chuckled.

"When did I get so soft?"

"When you pseudo adopted a child."

Matt made to respond when his phone started ringing. He cringed when the name Spider Aunt, courtesy of Peter, came up on the screen. Taking a deep breath, he answered the phone.

"May-"

"Someone want to explain to me why my nephew was carted off to Tony like a present?" a dangerously calm voice asked.

"How-"

"That's not the question here, Matthew."

Matt swallowed hard. Matt had spent years fighting villains, yet none of them compared to the fear an angry May Parker could induce when it came to Peter. A click made him turn to see Felicia duck her head back into Wade's room. Peter was right, she was a traitor.

"Well, May-"

"Get him back, now."

"That's not really-"

"I'm sorry, did I stutter? Did I slip into a foreign tongue? I believe I made myself very clear. Gather your little band and go get my nephew back!"

"May," Matt sighed. "Peter could be gaining very valuable information from being there. Also, I'm sure Tony would be expecting us. We wouldn't get far."

Silence answered him before a cheerful voice responded.

'I do honestly understand, Matty. I'll just go handle this myself. I'll get in those doors. I can assure you of that."

"May I don't thi-"

The click of a phone hanging up cut him off. Pinching his nose, Matt turned to walk back to where he knew Felicia was probably preparing for him. Making a move to open the door, it burst open in his face and a blonde bolted out and down the hall. Matt didn't even bother to think about how he didn't pay attention to the fact he had clearly hear her heartbeat right by the other side of the door.

"She's been waiting there since you got the call. She said she called Petey's aunt? Is that who he lives with?"

"I'm not discussing Peter outside of the mask with you. If he wants you to know, he'll tell you. In the mean time, I have to go stop a very angry woman from storming Avengers' Tower."