I Feel Like That's on Me

Restraints and Kind Doctors

SHIELD Facility

[2023]

~Peter~

I woke up screaming from yet another nightmare and pulled my knees to my chest rocking back and forth not bothering wiping the constant stream of tears running down my cheeks.

"I can't do this. I can't do this" I whisper to myself before looking up towards the ceiling cam. "DO YOU HEAR ME!! I CAN'T DO THIS! I DON'T WANT TO DO THIS!" I grab one of the machines displaying my vitals and throw it against the wall with a yell, then I grab the chair that Fury usually sits in and throw it towards the door. "I WANT OUT! LET ME OUT OF HERE!!" I grab the bottom of the bed and flip it over, screaming and then falling to my knees reduced to sobbing.

The door to the room opens as five armed guards run in and restrain my arms, I fight until one of them injects something into my arm. I stop struggling and my sobs go quiet.

"P-please I, I just want Tony. I wanna go home" I sniffle, my head hanging down as someone enters the room.

"All in good time Mr. Parker but I'm afraid that for anything else to happen, we need your full co-operation" I see Fury's boots but refuse to look up at him.

"And if I refuse? Then you've wasted your revival haven't you?" before I can hear the evil pirate's response, the sedative wins over my consciousness.

I wake from my nightmare fueled, drugged sleep in a new room and attempt to sit up but am restricted by metal cuffs around my wrists and ankles. I grunt and try to break them off.

"That won't work Peter they're vibranium cuffs" I quickly turn my head towards the voice, and there he is Fury sitting on a chair by the door. I struggle with the cuffs for a moment more before turning to the man.

"Wow, really pushing the prisoner thing aren't you" I speak with confidence but really, I'm terrified of him right now. Fury scoffs before walking over to my bed.

"It's a temporary safety precaution, Parker" I let my head fall back onto the uncomfortable pillow as tears start to run down my cheeks.

"I don't want to do what you want me to, I just want to go home, see my family and finish high school" I don't say it very loud, but I know he hears me.

"Okay listen Parker, I'll make you a deal" he pauses for a second before continuing "A doctor is going to come in and run some tests, take a bit of blood. I will let you out of the restraints and you can have the tablet back if you remain calm. Deal?" I stay quiet for a second considering my options.

"Deal, eye patch" I sigh and turn away as Fury walks out before returning ten minutes later followed by a kind-faced man in a white coat pulling a tray of medical supplies. The man takes one look at me before turning to Fury.

"What the hell is this Fury?!" The doctor looks tense and a bit green.

"Okay, calm down. Let's talk about this" Fury quickly responds, obviously worried. I scoff and lift my head slightly to look at the two other men.

"What Fury you didn't tell Mr. Doctor here about me? The teen hero that you decided to revive six years after his death and now WON'T LET SEE HIS FAMILY" I slam my head down before I see their reactions and tears stream down my cheeks more than before, I know this might've broken the deal but I needed to say something.

"Fury please don't tell me you did this and didn't tell him" I don't look up at the doctor's words and just wait to hear Fury's reply.

"Stark will be informed at a later date" Fury's voice sounded almost guilty and the doctor sighs. At least the doctor agrees with me and maybe he knows Mr. Stark.

"Jeez Fury, okay I'll check him out you can go" The man mumbles something before I hear him turn to leave.

"Don't forget our deal Parker" I mumble an affirmative without looking and Fury walks out. After a few seconds, I stop staring at the ceiling and squeeze my eyes shut, at least I didn't break our deal by yelling at him a moment ago.

"Umm... It's Peter, right?" I nod my head but don't open my eyes or answer verbally. "Do you um... do you know why you're strapped down?" I finally open my eyes and look into the man's soft eyes.

"I, I had a panic attack after a n-nightmare and s-started screaming a-and I threw some m-machines and umm a chair 'n I flipped the bed... Then I started crying and collapsed to my knees then guards came and in-injected me, th-then I woke up here" I whisper but know that the doctor heard me. Squeezing my eyes shut as another tear runs down my cheek I continue "I j-just wanna go home n' see my family" The nice doctor sighs and brushes the tears off my face.

"I hear you kid... my name is Dr. Bruce Banner, you can call me Bruce" my eyes shoot open at the doctor's name because Bruce Banner is the hulk and an Avenger and Tony Stark's science bro!

"Y-you know Mr. Stark!" If possible the man's eyes soften even more.

"Yeah Peter I know Tony" and for the first time since I woke up, I cracked a small smile even if only for a moment as Bruce starts to perform a generic physical.

"Is he... umm, okay? Like I know it's been six years so..." The older man lightly sighs before he pauses what he is doing and looks up.

"Your death was hard on him Peter. He cared for you very much, and yes he deals with it better now than he did six years ago. But it's Tony, he's never been one to talk about his trauma" Bruce continues what he was doing and I sigh.

"Yeah I know" Bruce moves to take my blood pressure and looks up at me.

"What deal was Fury talking about, if you don't mind me asking" I swallow before looking up at him.

"Umm... If I stay calm while you're here, he's gonna take the restraints off and let me use the tablet again" I say as I look down at the metal holding me in place.

"Oh, well then I think you're doing fine and you aren't giving me any trouble" Bruce turns to get something off his tray "I'm going to take some of your blood now alright?" he wipes my inner elbow before looking at me for confirmation.

"Yeah go ahead" I wince as the needle goes in but I'm otherwise calm.

When Bruce finishes his check-up I realize two things, one I am exhausted, and two I don't want him to leave yet, as the man goes to leave I speak up.

"Mr. Bruce?" he turns around and cocks his head "p-please don't leave just not yet" Bruce sets down his things before walking over and pulling up a chair to my bedside.

"Alright, Pete. I can stay for a bit but you look tired, you should get some sleep" Bruce speaks quietly and softly, the complete opposite of Mr. Fury.

"Can you tell me a story about one of your Avengers missions Mr. Bruce, preferably one before I died and with Mr. Stark in it?" Bruce winced slightly at the end before smiling warmly.

"Sure kid, just let me think of one alright?" I nod and try to relax in my restraints. "Umm... Oh yeah! This isn't about a mission but do you remember when Tony went up against Killian and extremis a bit after the battle of New York?"

"Yeah, when everyone thought he was dead 'cause his house blew up" Bruce smiles and nods.

"That's right. Anyways after that whole ordeal was over Tony came to me and asked for some help, next thing I knew I was giving Tony Stark a therapy session" I giggle and look at him for some confirmation. "I'm not kidding, I tried to tell him I'm not that kind of doctor but he insisted"

"Really there's no wa-*yawn* tha's real" Bruce pulls a blanket over me before continuing.

"Yup completely true, the thing is I ended up falling asleep five minutes in and woke just before he finished. His choice of punishment was starting again from even further back" I close my eyes and continue to listen to Bruce talk. "He was talking about being fourteen with a nanny and how...." Bruce's voice fades as I start to fall asleep but I wake myself enough to ask him a question.

"W-will you come back, Mr. Bruce? They won't let me see anyone else an' I like you" I feel his hand brush through my hair.

"Of course kid, I'll try my best" I finally fall into a dreamless sleep, content for the first time since waking up.