***mentions of abuse and sensitive topics like that so proceed with caution guys <3***
I'm back to writing too much about Peter XD, also I want to do another part to poof but idk what it'd be about

Peter pulled you into his arms after the quinjet took off. Tony was silently piloting in the front. You both sat quietly, neither of you knowing what to say. After a while, you ended up curled up in Peter's lap, covered with a bunch of blankets. "I know this is a dumb question but are you okay?" Peter whispered, and he rubbed his hands up and down your arms. "Do you wanna talk?" He continued. "I don't know Pete." He pressed a kiss to the side of your head before focusing on your face. "It's okay if you're not, talking might help, if you wanna talk." It was silent as Peter pulled you closer. He was watching as you just looked at your hands, not able to bring yourself to look at his face, as if it would disappear like you were dreaming. "They had these tests." Peter didn't say anything when you paused. "They wanted to test my reactions to things and how my powers would react. There was this machine they strapped me into and would show me things, memories and stuff. It started with me and my mom from when I was really young, a few things I could barely remember, and then with Tony and the rest of the avengers, stuff with you too. And then it was all stuff that never happened, nightmares maybe? But it was just you guys getting hurt and it would be cause I didn't save you. And I-" You didn't realize you were crying until your voice was cracking and shaking, and you felt Peter wipe your tears from your cheeks. You tried to steady your breathing a bit before you continued. "It's okay, we have you back now. You're safe." You took a shaky breath "And then they made this weird clone of you, Tony and Steve too. First they'd come in and tell me they were getting me out just to lead me into another testing room. But after that," you stopped again, "after that they'd come in and say all these horrible things to me and tell me no one was coming for me and no one wanted to save me. And like, I knew it wasn't you but I didn't and it just seemed so real." You stopped as your body broke into sobs, and Peter could almost feel you breaking in his arms. He tried to blink away his own tears as he held you. "It's gonna be okay." Peter whispered and you just cried harder into his shoulder. He heard the click for autopilot. He watched Tony step into the room and Peter stood the both of you up as Tony made it to you. "Dad." You cried, before turning and falling into his arms, crying again. Tony had a shocked look on his face, and Peter could've sworn he saw him blink back a few tears. "Was that the first time she called you that?" Peter mouthed and Tony nodded. "(Y/N), I'm so sorry this happened to you, and I'm so sorry that I couldn't protect you." He tried to hold back his tears. "It's okay. We're bringing you home now."