Chapter 11
“JARVIS?”
“Yes, Mr. Parker?”
“Don’t alert anyone that I’m leaving.”
“Sir, I am under protocol to alert Mr. Stark when anyone leaves the tower. Especially you.”
I stood there and tried to think of a way to override the protocol. I got it.
“JARVIS, can you send an alert to Tony on his least used piece of tech. Or like an old phone?”
“I can do that sir, but please do be careful.”
“I will, thanks J.”
With that I unlatched the window and backed up to the door. I took a running head start and barreled out of the window. Air pushed at my face through the mask, I shot a web to a nearby building. I was sling shoted up towards the sky. My heart fluttered, I missed that feeling. For most people it would make them sick, but for me it made me feel alive. Something that I seemed to be avoiding lately. I swung through the city, people cheering as they saw me pass. They yelled cheers of joy my way, all the way through the city. I needed to get out of that tower, everyone walked on eggshells around me. I hated it. I hated them too, they lied to me. They kept secrets from me. I jumped off of my web, and landed in a crouching pose. I was at the warehouse, the same one they found me at. I lifted the mask off of my face and turned on the lights. I walked into the hallway and into the room where everything happened. A large, circular red stain was still on the concrete. The knife was gone, but that didn’t matter.
I don’t want to die, when I sliced my wrists last time I could have sworn that I saw Uncle Ben and Aunt May. They were shaking their heads at me, they told me not to do it again, I promised them. Then everything went black and I don’t remember what happened after that. I walked out of the room, continuing down the hallway. I walked into another room. This one was brightly lit, there was an old PC on a desk in the corner. The wall was covered with pictures and notes, some things were connected with red string. Things were circled and crossed out. I was trying to find out more about my parents, I still hadn’t found anything. I walked over to the computer and fired it up. I wiped the dust off the screen with my sleeve. I let it power up, and reboot while I swung over to a little convenience store about three miles up the road. I had changed into normal people clothes and bought myself a coffee, and a burrito. Once I was back at the warehouse the computer was ready, I went to google and typed in ‘May Parker’. Several new reports came up, ‘May Parker killed’, ‘Husband and Wife Killed’, ‘May Parker Murdered’. I read all of them. It wasn’t easy, but I needed to know if anything else happened to her. If the Avengers weren’t going to tell me what happened, then I would have to find out on my own. I read a few more articles, news reports, and watched a few videos. It was late by then, I had ran to get more coffee a few times, but I was tired. I needed to get back to the tower, but I was really tired. I laid my head on the desk in front of me, I would just...close my eyes...for a..few...minutes…
Back at the tower.
“When's dinner Steve?” Clint asked curiously, he was always hungry.
“Fifteen minutes, can you go and grab Peter.”
“Yeah.” Clint jogged over to Peter’s room. “Peter, can I come in, dinner’s almost ready?” He waited for a reply. Nothing. He pushed the door open and peered in. “Peter? ...Aw shit.” He looked at the open window. Clint ran out to the kitchen, slightly winded. “We have a problem.”
Everyone turned to Clint. “What’s wrong birdy?” Tony poked. Clint glared at Tony.
“Peter crawled out the window.” Everyone’s jaws dropped.
“You’ve got to be kidding me!” Tony shouted in frustration. “JARVIS why didn’t you tell me he left?”
“I did alert you sir, I sent you an email when he crawled out the window and swung away.”
Tony rubbed the bridge of his nose.
“Did you say ‘swung’ away, as in web swinging?” Nat asked.
“Yes, Master Peter used an extra suit from his book bag and as you said web-slung away.”
“I didn’t even know he had another suit,” she said.
Cap came into view again, but now he was wearing his leather jacket and baseball hat. “Let’s go Tony.”
“You got it babe.” Tony smirked at Steve as Steve’s face turned red.
“I’m driving!” Tony called to Cap as he made his way into the garage.
“What car should we take? The camaro? I know it’s your favorite.”
“Yeah, but how are we going to find him?”
“I think I know where he is. When your in shock you tend to stay in places that you know.”
They got in the car and sped out of the compound, leaving skid marks. They drove through the city, passing the skyscrapers and people. They drove all the way out of the city, then down to a small town. Tony stayed on a dusty, winding road till he stopped about five miles in. It was dark now but Cap knew exactly where he was. At the warehouse where him and Tony found Peter. Tony pushed open the tall gates and walked up the door. He pushed open the door, and the light made them squint.
“At least we know that he’s here.” Tony said putting a hand to his forehead to shield his eyes from the light. They continued down the hallway, checking the rooms, and calling out for Peter. They go to the end of the hall and walk into the last room. They see a figure laying with its head down on the desk. They held their breaths, but then they saw the figures shoulders rise and fall.
The lovers crossed to room to where Peter was sleeping. Several food wrappers were around him. Tony looked at the search history. He scanned over the various pages, “He’s been looking at reports of his aunt’s death.”
“Poor kid, I wish he would let us help him.”
Tony turned off the computer and walked over to the board with all the picture and notes. Cap placed an arm under Peter’s legs and his head, like he had done before. He looked at the fragile teen in his arms, he leaned down and kissed his forehead. Tony snuck up next to Steve and kissed his cheek. “Let’s go home.” He spoke softly and gently. Cap led them out of the warehouse, Tony following close behind, turning off the lights.
Tony opened the door to the backseat for Steve and Peter to sit. Cap laid Pete’s head in his lap. He stroked the teens hair, and whispered sweet nothings to him. Tony maneuvered the car lightly all the way to the tower. He got out and opened the door, Steve had already gathered the kid in his arms. They took the elevator up the living room. The rest of the group were watching a movie. They paused it and looked at the trio.
“Where was the little Spider?” Nat asked softly.
“We found him asleep at his desk at his at his warehouse.”
Nat smirked. So did Clint. “Hey where’s Thor?”
Bruce answered, “He had to go back to Asgard for something, but he didn’t say when he’d be back.”
Tony made a face as to say ‘okay then’. The lovers made their way into the living room. Tony sat down on the end of the other open couch, Cap sat down next to him and laid Peter down in his lap.
Nat turned the movie back on and everyone’s attention returned to the screen. They were watching Avatar.
The movie ended. Everyone was trying to find some self-motivation to lift themselves up to go to their rooms.
“Well would you look at that.” Clint said.
“What?” Both Bruce and Nat said at the same time. Clint pointed a finger over to the couch. Bruce smiled, and Natasha said, “Someone take a picture before they all wake up.” Tony was asleep on Steve’s shoulder, Steve laid his head on top of Tony’s. His hand was resting on a still sleeping Peter, the other was intertwined with Tony’s. Clint grabbed his phone and took a few pictures.
“They look like a little family.” Bruce said. Bruce, Clint, and Nat eventually found motivation and went back to their rooms to sleep, leaving the ‘little family’ to stay on the couch.