where did you go? [one] ✔

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Tony walked to his lab. "FRIDAY, what happened to Peter?" he said as he sat down behind his table and started to work on his new prototype of an old suit. Mark 47, now to be known as 47.2. The one he talked to Peter through back when he was dealing with those alien things. He still doesn't know what actually happened that day.

"It appears that Peter was attacked, sir." Tony dropped the tool he was holding and let out a sigh of breath.

"And you didn't tell me because...?" FRIDAY didn't answer right away. "Answer me!" he pretty much yelled, slamming his hand on the table infront of him, making the components of the suit jump a bit into the air, just to fall right back down to the table.

"I'm sorry, sir, I'm not really sure what excactly happened, that was just my guess." Tony let out a deep breath, and picked the part he was working on earlier back up again. "I am terribly sorry. It just seems that they took the camera down from my system. If there were any other cameras in his room I could check but I don't think there are." at this Tony perks up.

"There are more cameras in his room, FRIDAY. The baby monitor protocol. It runs in the tower too, not only in his suit. Open it up right here." the baby monitor protocol (from here on its called the BMP) appears right infront of his face, with everything KAREN had ever recorded into the BMP. "Give me KAREN. I need to talk to her." FRIDAY doesn't respond, instead KAREN did.

"Hello Mr.Stark, it's nice to talk to you again, what can I do to help you?" Tony thinks for a moment.

"Open up today's night." A clip stays on the screen infront of him and he presses play. It all plays out infront of him and all he can do is just watch. Watch how Peter, his Peter was being strangled. There was about 20 small, one-eyed things holding him down as one, big person was holding his hands around Peters neck. Squeezing until enough oxygen hadn't reached his brain and he fell limp. Tony heard footsteps, and looked behind him, to see Peter standing there. "Hey, kid. You shouldn't be here. I don't think Bucky and Loki would really like that." Peter walked over to Tony, a blanket wrapped firmly around himself.

"Actually, they told me I should come here. Talk to you since you know me the best." Tony looked up with a raised eyebrow and Peter continued. "Since, you're almost like my dad or something." Tony's eyes lit up with joy. Peter walked over to him and looked at the pieces on the table. "What are you doing?" he said, picking up a repulsor piece.

"I'm rebuilding an old suit." he said, hoping that Peters interest in helping him with things at the lab hadn't gone away while he was at HYDRA. "Do you want to help?"

"No, not really."