The Spidey Twins 2: The Lost One

Panic ✔️

Tony's POV
"I love you 3000." Morgan says.
"Wow," I say as I get up and turn her lights off. "3000, that's crazy." I softly say. "Go to bed, or I'll sell all your toys."
I then close the door and slowly walk down the hall. I pass by Y/N's door to see its partially open and dark with only a small light. I start to worry as I hear hard breaths from inside of the room.
"Sweetie, you alright?" I softly ask as I open the door cautiously.
I then see my girl with her knees to her chest and her hands in her hair by her own bed on the floor. I make my way over to her and I can hear her ragged breathing. I sit down next to her and then cradle her. My chin rests on her head and I rub her back.
"Deep breathes sweetheart, remember? In on seven, out on five." I say.
She then calms down. "There you go. What's got you so upset pumpkin?" I ask. She sniffles.
"I heard you talking on the porch and I thought about Peter. I was about to brake down right by the door but I held it off." She says softly. I sigh.
"You know it only makes it worse if you hold it off." I say. I then kiss her head. "You can rest now." I whisper. And just like that, she's asleep against me.

I place her in her bed and tuck her in. I then shut the door and stay there for a moment. I let out a breath before walking into the living room.
"Not that it's competition or anything, but Morgan loves me 3000." I say to Pep.
"Does She now." She says.
"You were somewhere in the low six to nine hundred range." I say.
"Hmmm, I'll have to check in with Y/N on that one. Mr. Suit hostage keeper." She says.
"She had it coming." I say as I point to her. I then frown. Pep must have noticed the change of mood.
"Is she alright?" She asks calmly. I chew on the juice pop stick from Morgan to help the stress and worry.
"Just, Panic attack came back. Said that she heard the conversation about time travel and tried to hold the attack back." I say. She gives me a sad look before nodding and turning back to her book.
"Whatcha reading?" I ask as I look at the time traveling modal hologram.
"Just a book on composting."
"What's new with composting?"
"Interesting science-"
"I figured it out." I blurt out. I turn and look at her.
"And, you know, just so we're talking about the same thing."
"Time travel." I clarified.