~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Peter ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Everything hurt. Nobes of pain scattered throughout his body thrived with signals of burning and what felt like twisting knives though centered near his stomach was the worst of it.

He tried to call out for his love again only to make a high pitched whine as his body neglected to work as he wanted. His vocal words seemed to be made of razor blades as he did so.

"Hey it's okay baby. Shh, I'm right here." Wade says ever so gently. Despite the care and quietness his senses seemed to be magnified enough to make the Speach seem to make his eardrums feel like they are about to burst. Peter could feel he was being moved as arms wrapped around him and pulled him closer. The act erupted a flurry of activity from his his nerves and he cries out as much as he's allowed.

"Stop. You're hurting him."

Peter can feel Wade tense under him in immediate guilt and pain at the idea that that he had hurt Peter and was a source of the arachnids displeasure. But Wade hasn't. Peter isn't sure what's causing his body to hate itself so much but he knows the source isn't Wade. That his soulmate hasn't done anything to make Peter internally hurt like this.

His lover starts to move away, not wanting to keep him in this position. The idea of Wade leavening and moving away from Peter is a more harsh reality the the idea of suffering though some physical pain that he's sure his healing factor is already on top of. He tried to open his eyes but he can't. He just can't. He tried again to move them, the try and move anything to try and get Wade to stay.

Why can't he move? Why won't his body work! Fear courses through him at the idea he'd be stuck like this forever, unable to move and a captive in his own body. No. no he didn't have time for this, he had to get to May, he had to get home with Wade to see Grey before his time ran out. Before he finally gave out under the torturous inability to save himself from his own nature. Before he left them on there own and free of his burden.

"Wade. Stay there. He needs you to hold him right now."

'I can handle the Pain Wade. Please just come back.' Peter mentally cried out.

"I'm going to hurt him. I can't." Wade said as he moved off of the bed. Tears pricked at Peter's eyes as Wade abandoned him.

'No! You can't leave me here! You said you wouldn't leave.'

"Wade you can't go. He needs you. " Peter hears Vaughn say after taking a minute to register who the voice belonged to.

Peter doesn't hear his mate reply before he's sucked back into unconsciousness.

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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Wade ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The Mercenary lays with his head in Peter's lap as he sleeps. A constant beeping in the back ground as it stays in tune with the pulse of Peter's heart as the young man hardly out of his teens lays unresponsive since his paralyzed reaction to the protein trial supplement. His whimpers were the last thing Wade had heard from his Baby boy in over a week. The immortal hadn't left the arachnids side longer then fifteen minutes at a time to take breaks to clean himself to be mildly presentable or to eat. He had continued to keep a continuous supply of spider Lily's in Peter's room at the table across from the foot of his bed a continuous rotation of new and old small bouquets of red and white flowers for Peter.

Vaughn stood in the door way with them. He was in charge of alerting Mr. Stark if anything happened while also being a guard over the pair when they were venerable. He would remain in this duty until he found his friend's wear abouts. He hadn't heard a thought nor sensed her since he had been comprised and injured in his own containment. He hadn't been able to get out far later after Peter and Wade, having needing the ability to withstand the energy to shift and try and free himself without giving the agency any more information then they needed. They had no idea the extent of his abilities when they had locked him up. And like Peter even after relocating him to a secure location in the middle of the ocean that was far more fiercely able to withstand blunt forces they didn't known what his body was capable of. Max never did display the ability to them that she like the legends of their kind could breath flames hot enough to melt flesh from bone. Vaughn is no different in that manner. He had easily escaped and swam away. Like large reptiles that lived presently and many that no longer survived he is a very skilled swimmer. Much like a snake under the water and able to hold His lungs full of hair ours in end thanks to the powerful endurance of being a creature of the air.

...Wade and Peter are safe now. As safe as they'll get. They don't have to run anymore. Not until Peter is able to wake and Stark, Tony is done with him or when the man gets busted for what he's trying to accomplish while shielding the young man he had adopted as his own, not literally of course. A string of jealously stung Vaughn as he though about Peter's predicament with Tony. The arachnid had been given so much. So many people that loved him even if they seemed to drop away like flies.... Vaughn wished he had people who loved him like that. Someone who cared about him enough to risk their lives and reputation with no care of the consequences.