Description: It was all supposed to be simple. It was supposed to be okay. A simple Avengers mission. Peter's first mission as an actual part of the team. It was supposed to be a dream come true. But it turned to to be a nightmare.
A/N: My friend has pestered me for the longest time to make a part 2. So if you want your heart shattered make sure to go read part 1. Plus it will help everything make more sense.
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"Mr.Stark?".
Tony froze in his spot as the wrench fell from his hands and clattered on the ground. Tony knew that voice and he thought he would never hear it again. Yet it seemed impossible. It should be impossible. He died. Tony knew he died. They were going to bury him tomorrow but Tony couldn't pull himself to do it.
"Mr. Stark are you okay? Do you need me to start the panic protocol?"
Tony felt a small hand get placed on his shoulder which only made the man flinch away. Tony stumbled over the table making everything fall around him. He hit his head hard on the ground.
"WHOA! MR. STARK ARE YOU OKAY?!"
Tony covered his face thinking he was having his sights again. He had them after his mom died and even saw his dad sometimes.
"You're not here. It's all my imagination" Tony mumbled shaking his head.
"What are you talking about Mr. Stark? I'm right here"
Tony finally took the courage to look up only to lock eyes with the honey coloured eyes of a certain teen spider who was staring down at Tony with worry clear in the honey coloured eyes.
"P-Peter?" Tony whispered letting his eyes widen dramatically.
"Mr. Stark I'm serious. Are you okay? That was a really hard hit" Peter asked again putting a suited had touch the back of Tony's head.
"Y-You died. I was there. FRIDAY told me that you had no vitals" Tony stuttered pointing a finger.
"You know I'm mostly just glad that you healed my body or I would've been trapped Astral Dimension for the rest of my life" Peter chuckled putting Tony's finger down.
"The what?" Tony asked tears gathering in his eyes.
"The Astral Dimension. I met a really nice man who can do cool things with his hands. Turns out I can do it too. Well not very well. I didn't realise that I casted the spell until I found myself staring down at you all when you found my body. I knew at that time that it would be a really bad idea to try and put myself back into my body. Plus I really had no idea how. So I went to the person who taught me. It took a while but apparently I got it" Peter explain chuckling quite a few times.
"But your heart stopped beating. You stopped breathing. You went brain dead. How is this possible?" Tony exclaimed tears freely flowing down his face.
"That I have no idea. I'm not really good at anything yet so I have no idea how I'm supposed to explain it. Maybe I could ask Mr. Strange but even he's not sure how I came back" Peter sighed his demeanour morphing into one of sadness.
Tony said nothing as he watched Peter's eyes go glassy as tears swelled in the boys eyes. Tony quickly grabbed Peter in his arms holding Peter's head against his shoulder and laying his head down as well.
"I don't care how you came back. I'm just glad you're back kid. It was way too dull around here without you" Tony cried somehow holding in his own tears.
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