During a late-night meeting, Clint's phone rang. He pulled it up, saw the number and frowned. He picked up.

"Hello? Spidey?"

"Hawkeye…" Spiderman sounded so broken.

"What's wrong kiddo?"

"I… I… just… Are you busy?"

"Depends, what's wrong?"

The team was giving Clint odd looks, except for Bruce who looked mostly concerned.

"Look, I… I need a ride."

"Where's your car?"

"I'm sitting in it, but I just can't drive… I…" Spiderman's voice broke.

"Seriously, buddy what's wrong."

"Aunt May died." He broke into sobs.

"Where are you?" Clint started gathering his things with one hand.

Peter gave the address.

Clint ended the call.

"What's wrong with Spiderman?" Bruce was standing.

"His aunt died. He's sitting in front of the hospital but he can't dive anywhere."

"I'm coming with you." Bruce said.

"So am I." Said Cap. "He saved my life."

"Me too." Natasha said, "He helped me on a mission."

"Me three." Rhodey added, "Pulled me out of what would have been a nasty car crash."

"I will come too." Wanda said.

"We should all go. Spiderman has helped the team more times than I can count." Tony said.

When they arrived at the hospital, they found Peter and hugged him. They took care of everything. In the end, Spiderman moved in to Avengers Tower. The newest avenger.

Sorry if this last chapter wasn't very good. I am ending the series here, but I want to thank everyone who took the time to read my stories. Special thanks to:

PrincessNaina

JustAReader

Puppens101

Since I used their prompts!

Thank you all so much!

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