You gulp while pulling your knees to your chest as you sit in the back of the car, the nerves shoot through you like little bursts of energy. You see, when you were a kid you had severe anxiety along with asthma and only your family knew. You hadn't even told the Avengers yet and now you were kind of wishing you had because usually, it started with it being hard to breathe and then you were gone, all sanity is thrown out the window.
"You alright?" Peter questions, you quickly nod while taking the water that he had handed to you.
"Thank god it's just us in here." You mumble as your house comes into view.
"So, you're saying thank god I can drive?" He laughs.
"Yes." You reply. "Even though I can and am just not trusted."
"You have your inhaler?" Peter demands, you nod.
"Pocket." You state, okay so maybe Peter knew about your problems but that's only because he's a nosy son of a bitch....
"You're going to be fine, you realize that right?" He questions, you stay silent. "Y/N."
"It's just, I've been 'dead' and now I'm throwing myself at them like a slap in the face. 'Hey guys, I'm not dead. I've just been fighting crime and almost dying, oh? The reason I didn't come see you? Well, I did, JUST THROUGH YOUR DAMN WINDOWS!" You shriek.
"Breathe." Peter orders, you comply as your head falls to your knees.
"I'm okay, we're okay. Everything's okay." You whisper. "Everything's okay."
**TIME SKIP BROUGHT TO YOU BY THE FOLLOWING**
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(xmenfangirl6263 I still love you and I hope you know that) THIRD POV
"Thank you so much for coming." Your mother opens the door with a smile, Steve offers one back; Peter was in the car with you as you watched everything going on. "The kids are so excited."
"Well, ma'am so are we." Steve politely replies, your father and brother come running as your sister comes to a stop next to your mother.
"But the real reason we're here isn't to chat," Tony announces, their faces drop.
"W-what do you mean?" Y/S/N questions, fear evident in her voice.
"Tony!" Natasha hisses while slapping the back of his head.
"OW!" He whines, Clint rolls his eyes.
"We brought someone whose been wanting to see you all in person for a very long time," Bruce states, your mother and father share a look before turning back to the team.
"Who?" Your father demands.
"Why don't we go into the backyard and we'll bring her back," Clint smirks while gesturing for Pietro and Wanda to go back to the car and get you, little to their knowledge; your car was long gone.
YOUR POV
"DRIVE DRIVE DRIVE!!" You scream as your breathing becomes ragged again.
"I HAVE NO IDEA WHERE I'M GOING!" Peter screams back.
"I SAID TURN RIGHT ON FIFTH, HOSPITAL IS ON.....SIXTH!!" You yell before your breathing takes control of your voice again, he shakes his head before quickly turning down the street and into the hospital parking lot. You start coughing again as he opens your door and picks you up bridal style.
"Eyes open Y/N. Come on please." Peter begs as he breaks through the emergency doors, you don't hear what happens next as the pressure on your lungs becomes too much and you black out.
**TIME SKIP TO AN HOUR OR SO LATER**
You slowly open your eyes as the machine helping you breathe beeps in the most annoying way possible, Peter quickly stands from a chair and walks to your side.
"Hey Y/N/N, how you feeling?" He questions, you grimace while sitting up.
"Like a fish that was taken out of water too long and then put back in." You reply, your voice cracking.
"The others don't know if that's what you were going to ask." Peter finally answers the question that was on your mind. "Don't know why but they haven't even questioned it or tried to call me, according to Friday they're still at the house."
"Why?" You demand.
"I have no idea." He sighs. "But doctors said if you feel up to it we can go."
"Maybe they should keep me over night, in case something's wrong." You suggest, Peters runs a hand through his hair.
"You're going to be fine, you're Y/N Y/M Y/L. You the most badass girl I've ever met and I've known Natasha for a while." He chuckles, you laugh. "So, you can handle this."
"You are such a suck up." You grumble while a nurse comes in to check up on you.
"Yet you still hang out with me." He cheekily replies.
"Yeah, still don't know why." You sarcastically joke, Peter rolls his eyes before helping you stand.
