eleven.
Instead of blowing up at Peter, like everyone thought he might, Tony turned on his heel to face Steve. "You got him shot!"
Steve looked bewildered, though his posture was rigid, firm. He was still like a wall and his voice was cold as ice. "I got him shot?"
Bucky rose his gaze from the floor and let it settle on the men in front of him. He quickly glanced at Natasha who just shook her head. They weren't going to interfere. If Tony and Steve were going to be at each other's throats then so be it.
"Yes! YOU insisted on taking him on the mission, YOU took him into the warehouse, and YOU let him get shot!"
Steve rose a brow. "Oh, so now I LET him get shot? Is that it?"
Bucky let out a breath and scratched the back of his neck. Steven looked a little tense.
"Yes! You took him out on a mission even after I told you not to! He wasn't ready!"
"He's been ready for months, Tony! You're the one who wasn't ready."
Tony stood still, but Steve kept on going. "You've kept him locked up on this base for months! You haven't taken him anywhere, you haven't let him go anywhere, and you've sectioned off a whole list of places he isn't allowed to go! Tony, he's a kid and you're not letting him have any fun. You're not letting him do what he knows he can do."
"Obviously he knows he can take a bullet."
"You're still on about blaming me for that, aren't you?"
"You're damn right I am! If you had left him here like I told you to, he'd be fine!"
"Newsflash, not everything is about you, Stark. You're not always gonna get what you want."
Tony shook his head. "I don't think you're fit to look after Peter."
"Mr. Stark, that's enough!"
All eyes in the room turned to Peter where he was now sitting up. He looked awful, as does anyone who spent hours bleeding out. Tony looked a little shocked that Peter was talking back to him, as he never usually had the guts to do so.
"It isn't Steve's fault. We got bad information, which, if I recall correctly, came from you." Nat looked away to hide a small smile.
"Someone was bound to be hurt anyway, and I'm just glad that it ended up being me and not one of them. They're two valuable members of the team, and like you always say, I'm just a kid." He slid off of the table and put a hand over his stitches. He got close to Tony, just inches away. "If the only thing I can do for this team is take a bullet, then so be it."