Spider-Man joins the avengers

Part 5

TONY

I land outside the compound and I try to think of who's staying here. I know Thor's elsewhere, along with Bruce, Wanda and Vision. But I don't know who'll be there to question me as I step in with an unconscious sixteen year old boy.
'Nat, that you?' Clint's voice comes as I exit the lift. 'Steve's ordering takeout if you want...' He trails off as he turns around to face me on the sofa. 'Tony...?' He asks warily.
'We got a bit of a situation.' I say weakly.
'Jesus, Tony. What happened?' Clint says jumping over the sofa and rushing towards me. 'Is that Peter? Is that the spider kid?'
'His Aunt was murdered.' I say, adjusting Peter in my arms, 'I figured he could stay here if everyone was okay with that.'
'Of course.' Clint says, turning as Steve walks through the door.
'Sorry,' He says speaking into the phone, as he sees me standing there, 'cancel my order. Something just came up.'
'Hey.' I say. He stands staring at me and Peter in my arms.
'Is he okay?' Steve asks hesitantly.
'His aunt died.' Clint explains for me.
'I'm so sorry, Tony. There's a couple spare rooms down the end of the corridor.' He says, slowly walking up to us.
'I actually had a room made for him. When I though he was going to stay here. But I appreciate it.' I say. We stand silent for a couple more seconds before I turn away and walk along the corridor and turn right where two rooms face each other. I open the door on the left and a big room sits there.
Big open windows looking out into the forest surrounding, a desk with an office chair and a laptop, comfiest bed I could find and a couple beams across the roof; I know how much he likes to hang from his webs, or just sit on higher ground, so I had the beams specially made for him.
I place Peter gently on the bed and he doesn't stir, the sedation haven taken complete effect on him. I stand for a moment watching over him before shutting the door behind me and returning to the other two. I know I should call Pepper and I know I should call Natasha but I can't focus enough to think straight.
So I sit with the other two guys as they talk between themselves and I drink a little too much.