Chapter Thirty-one - The last time

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TW: mentions of death, mentions of trauma.


Peter's P.O.V

Peter's eyes shot open, a gasp leaving his lips as his body jolted out of unconsciousness. He squeezed his eyes shut and groaned loudly, pain spreading throughout his body as his eyes opened again.

"Fuck." He groaned, coughs leaving his lips and rubble dust making his mouth feel so fucking dry as he looked around. His eyes widened, a choke leaving his lips as he saw the state of the building that he and Y/N had been in just seconds ago. Though to call it a building was generous now. It had been reduced to nothing but a pile of rubble and dust, Peter's injured body and ripped suit lying amongst it. He looked around desperately, his eyes scanning the rubble for Y/N as he rolled onto his front and pushed himself up onto his hands and knees.

"Y/N?! Shit, Y/N!" He yelled out as he managed to stand up on uneasy feet. He gulped and looked around frantically, his heart feeling numb at the possibility that Y/N could have died as soon as the building fell down on her. But Peter wouldn't believe that until he'd done everything that he could, and so first, he needed to save her.

"Y/N, where are you? Baby, give me something!" He yelled, his feet stumbling to the top of the rubble pile that he'd woken up in so that he could see the full damage caused by the explosions. His eyes widened, a helpless breath leaving his lips as he looked around the reaching expanse of just ruin and rubble. Finding her was going to be like finding a needle in a haystack. But he had to do it.

"Y/N! WHERE ARE YOU! MOVE A HAND, YELL, DO FUCKING ANYTHING, PLEASE!" He screamed at the top of his lungs as a tear left his eye. He choked, the reality that he may not be able to find Y/N sinking in and making his heart feel numb. But then he saw it. As his eyes were flicking over the rocks and rubble that used to be the building, he saw it. His eyes widened, his gaze falling upon the hand that was just about sticking out from underneath a rock. It wasn't much, it didn't tell him that Y/N was alive, but at least he could find her now.

"I see you, baby! I'm coming for you, it's okay!" He yelled as he scrambled down the rubble, his arms out to try and keep his balance as he rushed down to where he could see her hand. He collapsed on his knees next to her and desperately started to move the heaps of rock and concrete that had buried his girlfriend.

"Please be okay, babe. I really need you to be okay." He choked, tears continuing to leave his eyes as he started to dig her out. He moved a huge slab of concrete, his eyes widening as it moved to reveal Y/N's face, caked in dust and ash. And with her eyes closed too.

"Come on, angel, I'm here, please!" He cried as he tried his best to stay calm but failed miserably. He scrambled to move the rest of the rubble off of her body, the slabs moving to reveal bleeding cuts and bruises all over her skin. He bit his lip, his stomach jumping and twisting in anxiety as he put two fingers to her neck. He breathed a sigh of relief and let his head drop, more tears streaming from his eyes as he could feel a pulse. It was weak, but it was there.

"I've got you, angel, you're okay, you're safe." He choked as he gently picked her up bridal style. The girl's head and legs lulled over his arms, her arms hanging by her side as Peter picked her up and raised her hands. He webbed her wrists together around his neck so that he could fly at the same time as holding her before raising his now spare arm.

"Karen, tell Mr Stark that I'm coming now. And that I need his help." He choked as he fired a web at a building next to the one that they'd been in before launching himself into the air, his hand tightly holding Y/N's legs as he started to fly with her in his arms.

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