Alone and Broken

Help Me.....Please

Hello! It's the author again, sorry about that cliff hanger, anywaysssssssss........
ENJOY!

Tony had been flying all over Queens looking for Peter. It was pouring down rain and thundering in the distance. Peter had disabled his suit tracker so that made life so much easier.

Tony decided to go to Peter's two best friends's houses, to see if he was hiding there.

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Tony knocked on the door. It opened revealing a tired and sad looking boy whose eyes went wide as he saw the Tony Stark on his doorstep.

"Oh my god! Hi Mr. Stark, um, hi, uh, s-so why are you here?" He asked with excitement. "Hi, are you Ned Leeds?" Tony had remembered Peter mentioning his best friend lived near the tower so he had no trouble finding Ned's home quickly.

"Yes I am." Ned couldn't believe Tony Stark knew his name! "Good, so I need to ask, is Peter here?" Ned's face dropped, he looked like he had been hit by a bus.

"Um well, you see Mr. Stark, Peter, he, he's, d-dead." Ned stuttered. Tony already knew that Ned knew Peter was Spider-Man so this was a clear lie so he had to ask, "Ned? I'll ask again, is Peter here." Ned looked at Tony.

"No, I haven't seen him cause he's dead. And I know Spider-Man is still around but it's not Peter, I know cause he gave me his suit to watch while he was going on vacation, but it was a lie and Peter is dead, so is May, and MJ has refused to to talk since his announced death and, and," Ned ranted as he began crying.

Ned quickly ran inside and appeared moments later with Peter's homemade suit, and handed it to Tony.

Tony knew Peter wasn't dead, but it was clear Ned didn't know so Tony handed back the suit, placed his hand on Ned's shoulder and said, "I'm sorry for your loss." He then turned and walked to his suit. He stepped inside, it closed around him, and he flew off.

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The only useful information was that MJ refused to talk meaning Peter wasn't there either. Tony had begun to loose hope, he was about to go to the tower when he saw movement in a nearby alleyway.

As he flew closer he realized it had a small makeshift shelter by a dumpster at the end and someone was there. As he landed he heard shuffling before seeing a backpack fall and hearing a whispered curse word.

He slowly approached the shelter, still in his suit, as he bent down to look at the person his removed the suit just from his face.

He's breath caught in his throat as he peered at the person curled up. It was Peter, he had dark purple bags under his eyes, bones showing through his cloths, he had matted hair and was shaking.

"Hi Mr. Stark." He said slowly in a raspy voice. A tear slid down Tony's cheek as Peter pulled his jacket on over his muddy t-shirt to hide hid ribs. Tony's heart shattered. The boy looked so lost, so broken. He reached out his hand to Peter.

"Hey there Pete," Peter looked up at him and met his eyes. Tony wanted so badly to grab him and take him home that second but he was afraid the boy would bolt, or web him. But his fears disappeared at what happened next.

Peter leaned forward and hugged Tony's suit. "Help me, please Mr. Stark." Tony pulled the kid into a standing embrace. Peter felt so light, so small and helpless. Tony let go of the kid, grabbed his bag, then lifted Peter up bridal style. He then flew home, to his wife, carrying his son.

Oh that chapter hit me in the feels.