Peter pov
"Hey princess what do you need?" I asked
"Hi, Petey! Would u help me with my math homework?" I don't know how Morgan sounded so happy and cheerful but I was glad she was ok.
"Yeah of course morgy scooch over" I can't believe how smart this child is, I mean sure she's Tony's daughter but still wtf?!
"How the hell are you doing long division in first grade," I said loudly, a little too loudly I guess cause pepper said, "Peter don't swear in front of your sister, you know the rules watch your language." Shit fuck fuck, no not I can't have one here.
"Ummmm p-princess to you t-think you could g-give me a minute?" I felt the panic slosh around in my brain, filling slowing, and drowning me. "Yeah sure are you alright Petey?" The concern in her voice would have been cute if I wasn't in the beginning stages of a huge panic attack. "Heh yeah I'm alright I just need a second" with that I sprinted out of the room and ran the hall. I leaned on the wall until my knees buckled and I slid down it, I just sat there hyperventilating clutching my knees to my chest. Imaged of Steve and tony being hurt and dying flashed through my head "you dumb shit if you were faster you could have saved them" I mutter things like this under my breath because that would help. Then a familiar scent washed over me (not abo just people all have their own smells and with peters heightened immune system and senses he can smell them when they get even sort of close rather than having to hug them or something) I knew that scent, but I couldn't because he's dead, he's not coming back so why is he here. "S-Steve?" I whimpered out on the verge of a sensory overload. "No Pete just me" Bucky's low rumble of a voice was immediately soothing. "Bucky I don't know w-what set me off, one minute was helping Morgan, the next I'm here." I panted and cried, leaning into Bucky like he was keeping me above water. "Hush hush now I know it's ok, your alright," this made me upset "DONT YOU GET IT, I DONT CARE IF IM ALRIGHT, I-i just want them back"
