Peter's P.O.V.
I'm standing in front of Nat's part of the museum, not really reading or seeing anything in particular. Wade, who knows when he doesn't need to talk to me, is standing beside me in silence. I honestly don't know if I'd still be here if it wasn't for him.
Yes, I've thought of just ending it all and be freed from all the misery.
But I've always thought that I couldn't do that to Wade, or May. Nor could i do that to Ned and MJ, given that they are the only people who care about me.
And yeah, I know the Avengers care about me. And I know that they would be heartbroken. But to be fair, I don't know if they haven't talked to be the past few months because they didn't want to.
"It has been nearly 10 minutes right?"
I look at Wade and nod, that's what I thought too. My anxiety level rises instantly, knowing I have to go into Cap's room for the entirety of those 10 minutes my group gets to go there. Wade doesn't say a word but grabs my hand and intertwines his fingers with mine, just as the doors to both of the separate rooms open.
"Group 4, it's your turn!" Harley steps out of Cap's room, at the same time that Pep calls for Group 3 for Tony's room.
I sigh and walk to Harley, my group following me and Wade, who is still holding my hand. We walk in, and at the same moment the door closes behind us, a door in the opposite wall opens.
I knew it.
Fuck.
Cap, still half hiding in the dark, beckens me to follow him, and I do. I'm not letting Wade leave me tho, so I keep his hand in mine and pull him with me, leaving the 3 other members of my group behind.
"So, Pete-" I don't give him any change to talk when we reach the room at the end of the hallway, hugging him as hard as I can.
I missed him.
So bad.
"Hey" I say, releasing him from my grip "Sorry"
"For what?"
"Nearly crushing you, not talking to you for nearly 4 months, abandoning you guys, running away from everything familiar to me right after the battle. Sorry, for leaving" I'm crying at this point, whispering and half hiding behind Wade.
"Peter, none of us are mad. I promise you that, we were all just incredibly worried. But we aren't mad, okay?"
"Really?"
"I promise"
I let out a sigh of relief, and walk over to the set of chairs in the corner. Both Wade and Steve follow me, and I sit down on Wade's lap as there are only 2 chairs. Steve sits down in the chair opposite of ours and studies my face before talking again.
"Have you met Morgan?"
"Yes, briefly"
Cap nods, not really showing any emotion besides relief, and I'm not sure if that is because I've met Morgan, or that he's relieved I'm okay. I think it's a little bit of both to be completely honest, but I won't ask him.
"So how are you guys?" Wade breaks the silence.
"We're good, almost all of us live here now. Only Clint doesn't live here full-time, Scott and Hope moved in, as well as Pepper and Morgan"
"How's Nat?" I ask, wondering how the spidermom is doing.
"She's good. She has healed from her injuries of the battle, and she's back to being slightly terrifying." Steve reports, before adding "Not that the terrifying part ever left"
I laugh and we stand up, noticing it has been nearly 10 minutes and we really need to get back to the others. Cap tells us he woný be walking back with us, so I give him a hug, and nod when he whispers "Please call me Pete, we all miss you like crazy"
Walking back through the dark hallway, I look back one more time, and look at the man who fought but still loved Tony as much as I did.
A/N; sorry it took so damn long, hope you liked it, check out my last message on my board for some explanation.
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{ON HOLD} Broken (Fieldtrip Story)
FanfictionTony Stark's death was 3 months ago. Peter is having trouble dealing with it, but what will happen when he hears he is going to SI on a fieldtrip? (With de-aged Wade for the Spideypool content <3)