Webbed up (spiderwitch)

Spider-Man

As peter tumbled through a window, he felt something shatter inside him, when he stopped rolling he clenched his side "what an asshole" he gets up and limps to the window, seeing no sign of the person or thing that threw that bomb, he was glad he contained much of the blast, he climbed out the window and went to the only place he could get help, peter went to the avengers compound

Peter POV
I crash down on the roof, glad it was reinforced, I climbed through the medlab window, I tried to stay quiet, but doing your own stitches in a mirror didn't help, i grabbed scissors to cut the remaining thread, I get up still holding my side, I see a figure enter the medlab "shit"

Wanda POV
Things where lonely, I was used to it at this point, no one loved me, I mean, the avengers, but I mean loved, I mean no don't leave bed kind of love, or 'I love you' kind of love, but I was always alone, the compound was also empty, I was only recently 19 so being alone was a rare thing, I heard someone moaning in pain in the medlab, I got out my bed and headed towards it, when I opened the door I saw the horribly injured Peter Parker "Jesus, what happened" I ran over to him to sit him back down and care for him
"I'll be fine" said Peter even sounding like he was lying to himself, she looked at the stitches he did, she looked at multiple more wounds around his body, she took the stitches out and used her magic to seal the wound together "if you where going to be fine, then you wouldn't need all the things you where bringing" wanda took out the items he stashed in his pouches, she was very concerned for him, she couldn't have him dying

"Wanda, I really appreciate this but I've got to leave or they'll find me" said Peter still in pain

"There all out right now, it's just me you and... Friday shut down" the AI powers off

Wanda continues caring for him till he's completely patched up "thank you wanda" peter says trying to leave

"Where go you think your going? Your staying here with me till your better"

Peter rolled his eyes "but I'm completely fine now, I've only got like 2 cracked ribs, thank you for caring" he'd blush slightly

"I'm still going to care until there's only bruises on you" she sounded demanding

"Fine, but only one night, and what If the avengers see me?"

"Well they won't, so that's not an issue, now come to my room, you need to rest" wanda helped him walk to her room, she sat him down on the bed sitting next to him

"Can we watch a movie or something?" Peter suggests lying back

"Sure, you can pick if you like" wanda sat next to him on the bed
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I know this doesn't fit with three in it's edited form, just give me a little while to get this back on track