Peter has terrible PTSD after the Endgame. ( Tony doesn't die). So his dad ( Steve and Tony) decide to get a support dog named Archer. Archer is a support dog that focuses of PTSD. Will Peter find love in a boy who has been in war as well.
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I was walking around the tower after talking with Nat (Nat doesn't die) when I heard whimpering coming from my baby boy's room. I then heard a small scream causing me to run to his room to see him on the floor rocking back and forth while crying. I rush to him and hold him to my chest.
"Baby you're okay everyone is alive and well Aunty Nat is alive and I'm right here baby" I whispered in his ear while pulling him in my arms and leaning back. 30 seconds later the door slammed open and Steve stood there.
"Is he okay?" asked Steve sitting behind me to lean on his chest.
"Yes, Steve I think we should get him a service dog so that when we aren't here he will have someone to take care of his PTSD" I said while kissing Peter's forehead.
"That's a great idea love", Steve said while helping me stand up and put Peter to bed.
Next morning-
When I woke up the next morning I went to his room and found him on the bed cuddling his teddy bear.
"Peter, baby your dad and I were thinking that after your episode yesterday, we should get you a service dog. So that when we're gone and you're outside for some reason and you're alone they could help you", I said while helping him set up.
"Okay papa that sounds like a good idea", Peter said while holding my hand.
"You shower and I'll choose your clothes for today okay baby", I Said while petting his head softly.
"Okay papa", he said while heading out to shower. When he left I went to his closet and dresser and got out his clothes.
His clothes-
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Once he had finished changing he headed down and met Steve setting up the table for breakfast.
"Hi loves come on let's eat and then head over to look at the dogs for Peter," he said while kissing me and Peter on the head.
Once he had finished eating we got in the car and headed to the shelter. When we entered we were met by a middle-aged woman.
"Hello how can I help you?" she asked while smiling at us.
"Umm Hi my husband and I were looking for a service dog for our son," Steve said while I was hugging Peter and kissing his head.
"What type of service dog would you want we have many that help for many things," she said while looking through a list of dogs.
"We would like one for PTSD" I stated while rubbing my son's arms.
"We have two out in the back. Would you like one who is very playful or one who takes his job seriously," she asked while standing up.
"What are the dogs like?" I asked while following her.
" We have Mia she is childish and very energetic but okay at her job. This is Mia, she is a Golden Retriever." She said while pointing at a dog that was making a lot of noise for Peter's liking.
