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This is my first story/fanfics that I've written. This will be part of a series, which I don't plan on ending anytime soon. I won't be killing off any characters that are favored a lot, the only ones that aren't really included in.)

Disclaimer- I own NONE of these Marvel characters. All rights to these characters go to MARVEL. (And/ Sony because of spider-man but I don't know).

The scene with Toomes torturing Peter and Tony watching is inspired by Wolfypuppypiles fanfic, Lost. (You should DEFINITELY read her Fanfictions, they're emotional and amazing bro.)

Chapter 1, Lost.

Peter pushed himself up from his bed, leaning on his pillow. He didn't want to go to school today, not after the incident with flash. Whatever that 'venom' thing was, possessed flash. Even if the avengers said it was gone, it wasn't. Peter's senses have been going off and on, non-stop since the incident. Tony had convinced the school to let peter stay at the compound or a while, until Peters injuries finally healed, to which they did. It's been almost 2 weeks since he's gone to school. Memories came flooding back in as Peter stepped out of bed, taking small steps towards his closet. Tony slowly opened the door, looking up at the spider-ling as he stopped in his tracks towards the closet.

"Hey kid, excited to go back to school now?" Tony spoke with gentle words, fixing himself a spot to sit on the ledge of peter's Star Wars covers.

Tony was expecting a more hyped reply, or maybe just a subtle "yeah", but instead all he got was a nod and a hopeless frown from peter. The spider wanted to tell tony everything. That he was afraid he'd get possessed from whatever that liquid thing was. Or even worse, die from it. And he almost showed his true identity, as Spider-Man. He was afraid MJ would figure out, and not want to hang out with them anymore. He liked MJ, he really did. He just knew he couldn't tell her that, because then she'd be a target for enemies too, somehow. Peter had a close call from dying after being touched by the so called, "venom", and so did MJ.

"Look, Pete. If you don't wanna go to school yet I'll just tell them you haven't healed." Tony reached for peter's iron man stuffed bear, that Tony bought for peter when the spider-ling first moved into the compound along with the avengers.

"I'm fine, Mr stark. Besides, I've been wanting to hang out with Ned for a while too." Peter turned around from where he'd been looking for clothes, picking out a subtle blue sweat shirt and dark blue jeans. Tony sighed and got up from the side of peter's bed. He walked over to peter, holding his gaze. Peter felt guilty at that moment. He had realized tony had been so worried about peter the past few weeks, his eyes were strained and tired. Pepper had tried to do everything she could to get Tony to realize peter was okay, but nothing really worked. Peter didn't want Tony to worry so much about him, so he'd just keep his feelings to himself.

"You sure?" Tony still held peter's gaze, just for a second, then his eyes focused towards the clothes peter held in his right hand.

"Yeah." Peter lowered his tone, turning towards the clock. Tony nodded and headed out the door, getting peter's lunch and breakfast ready.

"Hey kiddo!" Bucky walked up behind peter, putting a hand on his shoulder. Peter turned around with his homework in his hand to see Bucky smiling over Pete.

"Excited to see your friends or something?" Bucky tried to start a conversation with Peter this time. Usually peter would try to talk to everyone in the compound before he went off to school, but today seemed- different. Peter nodded as he headed towards the kitchen, placing his homework down on the counter and slouching on a stool. Tony was cooking pancakes alongside with scrambled eggs as he looked for the salt and pepper in the top hand cabinets.

"SAM, WHERE'S THE SALT AND PEPPER?" Tony yelled out from the kitchen. Sam came out from the hallway, near close to bursting out laughing.

"Guessing you haven't explored the whole kitchen, especially while you're the chef here." Sam lightly scoffed, teasingly. "I only cook breakfast mainly for Peter because of school, thank you very much."

Sam nudged his way through tony to open a small hidden cabinet with a shelf of new spices and everything, including the salt and pepper. Tony finished cooking pancakes and scrambled eggs, and slid a portion of eggs and 3 pancakes onto peter's plate. The mornings at the compound weren't usually so quiet like this. But this time it was different. Most of the avengers planned shifts per person to watch over Peter for a few hours, since Tony couldn't do it all, so most of the avengers were worn out and tired, sleeping during the morning and waking up in the afternoon. Tony handed peter his backpack, lunchbox, and homework.

"C'mon kid, if we don't get into the car now you're gonna miss your algebra class." Peter nodded, following tony behind to a fancy, rose red vehicle. You could obviously tell it costed more than most cars people owned in queens, but Tony was like that. He could basically buy every video game and still have the same amount. At least, that's what Peter thought. Tony got into the driver's seat, while Peter followed him to the other side of the car seat.

Once they reached the school, Peter started getting more than nervous. His spidey sense was bugging him, which never really happens in mornings like this. But it did.

"Have a good day at school kid. I'll pick you up at 3, if you get any discomfort just call me or any of the avengers and we'll come pick you up." Tony rolled down the window as Peter got out of the car. You could see the worry in Peter's brown eyes, but Tony thought that he was just worried about his injury. Tony smiled at Peter as he replied. "Okay. You promise we'll get ice cream after you pick me up though, right?" Peter knew tony wanted a more positive reply, just to remind Tony that the spider-ling is 'okay'.

"Sure thing kiddo." Tony chuckled and rolled the window up, giving Peter a small wave before driving off. Great. All the comfort peter felt a minute ago was gone. Peter wasn't really worried about the Venom stuff, he just wanted Tony to be at his side. Peter had been babied by Tony for the past couple of weeks, that he'd been used to tony being with him a lot more than usual. Peter sighed, and walked towards the front steps and into the hallways. Spider-Man isn't a wimp. He'd be able to fight a group of gunners, while you can't even get through a day of school. And YOUR Spider-Man, that's even worse. Peter kept disowning himself, feeling more hopeless with each insult he thought of.

(I'm so sorry if this chapter seems slightly boring, I'm kind of new to this stuff.) But, feedback is appreciated! Constructive criticism is also appreciated.