Peter
I open my eyes to be welcomed by the blinding light. I squint as I start to recall what happened. I was on a roof I remembered that the pain meds were wearing off and... shit.

I move my hands quickly to my face. Where's my mask! I look around at the white room. Nooo. I know this room it's where I was first taken when I was adopted. The med room.

I look around until my eyes focus on a sleeping lump to my right, Tony. Steve is also in a bed right next to him. The both know! I hear a beeping in the room get louder.

I don't know what it is until Bruce walks in. "Hey Peter you need to relax or your gonna kill the heart monitor. I feel my vision blur with tears as I look back at Tony and Steve.

Were they upset? Are they gonna take me back to the hell hole? Are they gonna beat me? I couldn't stop all of the bad thoughts from running through my mind.

Bruce got closer to me. "Hey bud I know it's hard to be new and all, but your going to have to chill, ok?" I was pointlessly trying to keep calm. I couldn't keep my heart rate from going to fast which ultimately worried Bruce.

Next thing I know Tony and Steve are cradling me in their arms.

Bruce
No matter what I did the kid wouldn't chill. At this rate he could pass out or something. I try my best to make him look in my eyes and breath. All of my attempts are useless.

I finally go to my last resort, Steve and Tony. I gently urge Steve awake since he was sleeping off his little faze. Then I nudged Tony. Tony quickly grabbed the kid in his arms with Steve following in hot pursuit.

Tony
I gently get nudged by something to wake up. I hear a lot of rummaging around and...crying? I slowly open my eyes to find Peter crying hard as his heart rate rises.

Knowing the signs I quickly go over to him and grab him comfortingly, hoping the panic attack will soon commence. Steve comes next to me and starts rubbing Peters back.  

Soon enough Peters wails become hiccups and his heart beat becomes average. Then I realize that the poor kid has fallen asleep. "Steve," I whisper "Can you help me take him upstairs?"

He smiles gladly at me before giving me a kiss on the forehead and grabbing Peter out of my arms. We walk down to Peters room and lay him down in it before meeting with the rest of the avengers downstairs.

"How's the spider?" Stephen asks as he turns around to see us walk in. "He's definitely tired... and he is..." I take in a big breath while everyone turns to me expectantly. "Peter."

Everyones jaw drops at the news. "How could the straggly kid be super strong?" Thor asks. "I mean he looks like Loki, but is strong like me."

"Hey don't rub it in," Loki says with a glare.

"Is he ok?" Clint asks eagerly, obviously very worried about his playmate. "Yes he's fine Bruce is fixing an antidote in the lab as we speak." Steve pipes in.

"Ok well come sit down love birds we were just about to pop in a movie." Nat says as she scoots over closer to Clint to make room for them.

They all drift off while watching Bourne Legend.

Bruce
I spend all night looking into spider blood and searching for ways to use antidotes that don't get burned off as easily. I learn that what we gave Peter is very hard to get rid of, it will leave over a course of weeks.

Of course Tony and Steve say that they don't want their new son to have to be sick for weeks so that means I need to find some sort of cure.

I look over all of my conclusions one more time before getting some of Peters blood from his suit and the earlier bandages I used for his balcony injuries.

I grab some drops of blood and put it on a glass plate. Under microscopic view I put a drop of the cure which is a mix of Peters mixed pills and the virus plus a splash of spider venom. How ironic.

The results purely amaze me nit only is the virus gone, but it will also help enhance some of his senses. Sweet! I make as much as the antidote I can make and put it in an IV bag seeing as that would be the easiest way to get it into his system.

Once I fill the IV I call Friday. "Hey Friday will you tell who ever is awake in the living room to come down here real quick. I wait a little bit until I hear the elevator come down then a shatter of glass and cursing.

The elevator opens to reveal Thor. Of all people. "Computer chick says you need me?"

"Yes will you label this IV so that Peter knows what it is while I clean up." I tell him while starting to wipe down everything. He labels the bag and once I finish cleaning I hook it up to the little roll around machine.

"Come on we have to go upstairs." He nods as he follows me into the elevator that we take up to Peters room. Once we get there I wipe his arm with a little numb fluid.

Then I gently prod him with the IV and tape it on hoping he won't freak out when he sees it in the morning. "What did you do to the boy of spiders?"

Thor asks as we walk back into the elevator. "I gave him something that will help him make you good poptarts," I dumb downmy answer so he understands completely. "Ah good."

Peter
I woke up with an IV in my arm. I look at the bag and it reads. "Antidote For Boy of Spiders" doesn't take a genius to guess who wrote it. I laugh silently at myself while I slowly get up.

"Friday?"

"Yes master Peter?"

"Will you call up d- Tony and Steve."

"Yes sir," I hear people walking over to my room and stop outside my door.

*Knocking*

"Come in," my voice is a little raspy, but other than that I feel pretty good. The best I've felt since leaving the orphanage.