The New Avenger

The end...or is it?

I flipped Peter off of me and hurried to check his pulse.

Where is it? Why can't I find it?

"Peter!" I screamed still not able to find a pulse.

The door beside us flew open and standing inside the doorway was a very scared looking Tony Stark.

"No, no, no," Tony muttered hurrying over to Peter.

"Friday?" Tony asked his voice cracking.

"Yes?"

"Check Peter's vitals. Quickly," Tony was bent over Peter trying to find a pulse, breathing, anything to show him that he was alive.

I was clutching my knees to my chest crying. We could lose Peter. I could lose Peter, and I couldn't do anything about it.

"Pulse 60/100, sir. Health is declining. He seems to be dehydrated and he hasn't eaten anything today."

Tony sighed and looked up from Peter, "Bruce?"

Bruce stepped in front of the other Avengers, "We need to get him to the hospital wing?"

"Yep. Anyone wanna help me with him?" Tony asked starting to pick Peter up.

"I got him," Steve said taking him out of Tony's arms.

"Oh all right Capcicle," Tony mumbled.

Steve just rolled his eyes like he hadn't heard anything and kept on walking.

"June?" I looked over my shoulder and Bucky was crouched next to me.

"Let's go," He held out his hand for me to take. I took it gladly, but when he stood up I stayed on the ground.

"Do you want me to carry you?" He asked sarcastically, but once he realized I actually wanted him to carry me he picked me up, "There. I know you've had a rough day. You can fall asleep if you want I'll wake you up if there's any news on Peter."

I turned my head so it wasn't in his neck and saw Sam walking next to Bucky. I gave him a small grin before closing my eyes and falling asleep.

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"June," I felt a finger poke my shoulder.

"June," A finger poked my thigh.

"Morgan would you stop it. She's asleep!" Tony scolded her as he looked up from his tablet.

"But Peter's awake! Why can't she be awake?" Morgan whined.

My eyes fluttered open at the mention of Peter's name and awake in the same sentence.

"Peter's awake?" I croaked out.

"Yeah. You wanna go see him?" Tony asked setting his tablet down.

"Yeah," I looked at Morgan who was playing with the strings on my blanket. I got out on the other side of the bed, careful not to disturb her. She moved to go stand next to her dad anyways.

"He's over there, behind the curtain."

Morgan skipped over to the curtain and drew it back reveal Peter in a hospital bed.

I walked into the room. He turned his head hearing my footsteps on the tile floor.

"Hey June," He greeted me with a small smile.

"You need to take better care of yourself! Do you realise you're here because you didn't eat or drink anything today?" I blew up on him telling him that if he didn't eat he would die and then I would bring him back and kill him myself and he needs to eat and drink. I repeated myself so many times, but he just can't do that. I thought he was going to die.

"June..." He looked at me like he was sorry for everything he had put me through. He said everything in one little look.

I shuffled over to his bed and sat down in his lap, "Just don't ever do it again."

"I won't," Peter promised kissing my forehead, "You know I only forgot to eat breakfast. I hadn't eaten lunch yet, so really I only missed one meal."

I wrapped my arms around Peter, "Whatever."

He wrapped his arms around me and rested his head on my head. Ya know it didn't turn out so bad after all.

The end.

I'll do an epilogue to explain what they do with Loki.

(I might write a second book. No promises though, but it probably will be a promise because there were a lot of things left untouched.)

Bye!