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"Peter?! Tony?! Cap?! Anyone?! Please! Help me! I'm stuck!" You scream.

You had been out on a mission with the team in Siberia, Russia, when something went wrong. The building you were in collapsed, trapping you inside. You had no idea if anyone was in hear with you. That's what scared you.

"Y/n?!" You heard from your earpiece that somehow managed to stay in.

"Peter?!" You said back, "Oh God, your okay!"

"Y/n, where are you?!"

"I'm down here!"

You formed your neon green power in your hand and shot it out, trying to show your boyfriend where you were. But when you did this, the slab of rubble on your stomach moved and dug farther into your skin. You let out a blood curtailing scream.

Minutes went by, and now your vision was heisey and knew it was only a matter of time before you bleed out.

Next to you, small rocks shifted and the rubble on your abdomen was lifted.

"Y/n?" Peter's voice was small as he saw the sight in front of him, "oh God." He dropped down next to you.

He places his hands on your stomach, fingers now covered in blood, as images of his Uncle Ben flashing through his mind.

"Hey, hey look at me, alright? Eyes on me." He says.

"P-Peter," you whisper, trying to warn him of what's coming.

He ignores you and lifts you into his arms bridal style.

"You're going to be fine. Just keep your eyes open, okay?" He says.

You tried to lift your head to lie it on his chest, but it was to heavy and it fell back. You were going in and out of consciousness now.

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Peter lies you on the ground and puts two fingers on his ear.

"Hey! Anyone copy?! Y/n is hurt! I don't know if she's gonna be okay!" It sounded as if he were fighting off tears, "Y/n...Y/n?"

But you had gone without help for to long.

Now you could see everything, but absolutely nothing at the same time. It was so bright, yet so dark. You felt every emotion; sadness, happiness, anger, fear. But most of all, peace.

You opened your eyes, but you didn't see Peter looking down at you with tear laced eyes like you expected. You saw you, on the ground as Peter begged you to wake up.

You wanted to tell him it was okay, that you were okay, but you couldn't. He couldn't hear you.

"Y/n!" He screamed, "C'mon, baby, please! Wake up!"

Tony landed next to Peter, who is slumped on his knees by your lifeless body. Tony goes on one knee and places a hand on the teen's shoulder.

"She's gone, Pete. You gotta let her go." The billionaire says.

"No..please.....Y/n.." He whispers.

You could stand here and watch him break apart like this. You wanted to be able to hold him and tell him it was over now, that it was okay.

You took a deep breath, if that was even possible, and slammed your eyes shut. When you opened them again, you were looking up at the grey, snow ridden sky of Russia.

"Y/n?"

You turned your head and saw Peter. Your Peter.

You sat up quickly and wrapped your arms around him as he cried into your shoulder.

"It's over now. It's okay."