Save Me

Chapter 23

Peter, seeing as he wanted to get away for a while, went out as Spider-Man. He heard someone call his name. He didn't see anything though. I'm going crazy, he thought. As he was going to walk away, he saw a blob of black. It kept walking closer and closer to him. That made Peter go back and remember everything that had happened in the past week. Starting with the terrible news.

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No matter how much Peter protested, it was no use. The others wouldn't listen to him.

"Please, don't. I can't lose him again." Peter sobbed, holding—no—clinging onto Bucky.

"Pete, he's gonna be fine. Please, let him go. He wants to go on this mission." Tony pleaded. The Avengers had to go on a mission but currently they were still in the Tower because Peter didn't want to let go of Bucky, not wanting him to leave. It was a week long mission and Peter didn't know how long he'd last without his brother.

"Take me with you!"

"You know we can't. You have school."

"Please." Peter said softly.

"We'll be back in a week. Just please, let him go."

"Peter. I'll be fine. Loki'll stay here with you. I'll have Steve there with me, and you know he won't let anything happen to me." Bucky started. "You gotta let me go. You'll have Loki and Pietro."

Reluctantly, Peter let go of Bucky and wiped his tears on his sleeve.

Bucky eyed Loki and nodded at Peter.

Loki nodded and pulled Peter into a hug and away from the others.

"It'll be okay, Peter." Loki reassured him.

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"What if they're hurt? What if Bucky got hurt and Steve is looking after him and Dad is looking after him looking after him? What if Dad got hurt? O-Or Steve. Or Wanda. Or Thor? What if someone got hurt? I can't do this. You have the address of where they are right, just teleport me to where they are and everything will be fine. I'll even grab my Spider-Man suit and I can help them beat the bad gu—"

"Kid. You know I love Tony and he loves you but you gotta stop worrying." Stephen groaned, having heard the same rambling over 47366 times in the past 2 hours.

"I know, but what if they're actually hurt right now?"

"They're not. They're the Avengers."

Peter was silent for the first time in 2 hours. "Wait. Go back."

"They're not hurt...?"

"No! You said you love my dad! You love my dad?" Peter smiled.

"W-hat? I said that? Noo—"

"Has he finally finished rambling?" Pietro asked as he ran into the room.

"Yes." Stephen basically begged.

"No, I'm not—"

"Kid, you've kept me up since 6 am for this. You have school in like 20 minutes."

"WAIT. School!" Peter ran out of the room and went to get ready.

"He's an idiot." Stephen mumbled.

"But he's our idiot!" Pietro called out from the kitchen, which Stephen didn't even see him enter.

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