Tony's P.O.V

After Peter, Wade and Wanda walked through the portal, we made our way back over to where Mr. Negative and Dr. Faustus were locked up in one of the cells. I kind of beat up Mr. Negative, rendering him unconscious and Dr. Faustus... Stephen put him in some kind of time loop. I mean, the doctor is still shaking.

I open the door to one of the cells with the Avengers behind me. Dr. Faustus looks up at me in fear and I chuckle a litte.

"Hun, what did you do?" I ask lightly as Stephen comes up next to me, giving the enemy a death glare.

"I just did my old bargin trick. Except this time, I was Dormammu." Stephen says with a cold chuckle.

"Please...! Spare my life...! I beg of you!" Dr. Faustus says and it's humiliating to see the man that has tortured several people, beg...in front of us.

"S.H.I.E.L.D is on it's way. We cleared every floor. You'll be taken in for questioning and then sent to the raft with your... little emo friend here." Steve says and he looks over at Mr. Negative, who is still unconscious.

At that moment several S.H.I.E.L.D agents enter the hallway and hurry to every cell, including the one we put Dr. Faustus and Mr. Negative in.

The agents put special handcuffs on them and then they are escorted out of the base. As the room got filled with more agents, me and the rest of the Avengers made our way out of the base and towards the jet. As we enter the aircraft I see Peter on the med-table and Bruce is examining him, looking for injuries while Wanda is looking inside Peter's mind.

Me and Stephen practically run over to them but Wade stops us. A second later, bruce walks up to us.

"His body is covered with bruises and cuts. His eardrums seem to have been a bit damaged somehow not that long ago. Since Wanda is looking over his mind, I can't tell you how he is mentally though... Oh...! And his right knuckle is bruised and may be broken." Bruce says.

"He tried to punch me but I avoided his attack, making him punch the wall pretty hard." Wade explains.

"Alright... But do you think a loud pitch sound could have caused the damage in the eardrums?" wade asks.

"Could be." bruce simply says. "Is everyone here?"

We make sure everyone is on the jet. Then Bruce walks over to the driver seat and starts the jet. As the jet starts to make it's way back towards New York, I look over at Wanda. She been looking into Peter's mind for quite a while now. Then, all of a sudden, she screams and falls to the floor, making the red aura disappear.

Pietro quickly runs over to her and helps her up. Wanda looks terrified and her breathing is getting hitched. Tears start to fall down her cheeks and she covers her mouth with her hand, trying to muffle her small sobs.

"What's wrong? What did you see?" I ask and she looks over at me, fear showing in her eyes.

"...He..." Her voice is shaky. "They... they made him...- All that... pain..." Wanda can't continue. Instead, she breaks down and falls to the floor again, this time sobbing. Pietro and Clint help her up and take her to another part of the aircraft so she can calm down.

I look over at Stephen and his eyes show fear and worry. Wade is looking in the direction of Peter and I can tell that he's also really worried. I walk over to him and put my hand on his shoulder.

"He'll...- He's going to be okay..." I say quietly.

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"Stark. You and me both know that's a lie." He says with cold, harsh voice.

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The rest of the ride home is silent. The only sound is the quiet brum from the jet's motors and Wanda's quiet sobs. Thankfully, she calmed down a bit, but she refused to say what she saw. She said it wasn't just Peter's actions that made her terrified. It was his emotions and mentality that was the most horrifying thing.

We are just entering New York City and Bruce lands the jet at the tower. We all step out and Wade is carrying Peter. Me, Bruce, Stephen and Wade head over to the med-bay with Peter. Bruce hooks Peter up to some machines that is suppose to help his healing.

After about 30 minutes, he's done and Wanda enters the med-bay. She walks over to the sleeping teenager and looks at him for a moment. Then she looks at me and Stephen.

"He...- Thankfully, his memory isn't gone. It's just... suppressed away somewhere in his mind, you could say. It's there, but something is kind of... keeping it away from his mind." She says carefully.

"..."

"He has that thing in his neck!" Wade says, all of a sudden. "Bruce, check his neck. Dr. Faustus said Hydra put some sort of... device in his neck that would give off a high pitch sound. Maybe... maybe it gives off some sort of wave that suppresses his memory."

Bruce carefully moves Peter's body to the side and lo and behold. There on Peter's neck is a red cross with stitches and it's looks to be only a couple of weeks old.

"I'll call Helen." Bruce says as he carefully lays Peter on his back again and leaves the room. We all stay quiet and a second later, he returns. 

"What if he wakes up?" Wade asks.

"I don't know what will happen if he wakes up, so I think we should keep asleep until we have that device out of his neck." Bruce says a litte hesitantly.

"So basically, an induced coma?" Stephen asks.

"Well... I guess you could say that. It's just to keep him... 'under controll'... And as I said. We don't know how he'll react if he wakes up. If that device is out of his neck, there's a chance that his memories will slowly come back." Bruce says. We all nod and 20 minutes later Dr. Cho enters the med-bay and quickly examines Peter's injuries and his neck.

"Do you think we can operate on him now?" Bruce asks and she looks over his neck.

"Hmm... I'm not sure. I have to call in some people, so either tomorrow or the day after." Dr. Cho replies. She then walks out of the room, probably to make some calls and we move Peter to one of the beds.

"Well... I'll be going. Don't try and wake him up. I gave him the medicine that will put him in the induced coma. So we'll wake him up after the surgery." Bruce says and he says goodnight as he enters the elevator and disappears.

Wade takes a chair and sits down next to Peter's bed and I get a feeling that he wants to be alone. I look over at Stephen and I can tell that we are thinking the same thing. He gives me a small nod and we walk out of the med-bay and into the elevator, heading to the living room. But Wanda doesn't follow after us.

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Wade's P.O.V

Tony and Stephen leaves the med-bay but Wanda is still in the room. I take Peter's hand and hold on to it tightly.

"Wade..." She starts but I cut her off.

"Wanda. What did you see?"

Wanda stays quiet and she walks over, takes another chair and sits down next to me. Her eyes are fixated on Peter.

"Wade... They made him kill... All the guilt he felt... It was... It was horrible. There was one man that...- The echo of the man falling limp to the floor is haunting him. He cried himself to sleep hoping someone... anyone would save him. In the end he cried so much that he just couldn't cry. He took beatings, torture, experiments. The guilt of killing..." Wanda says and I can tell she's on the verge of tears. It's heartbreaking to hear all the horrible things Peter's had to endure.

"But... There was..." Wanda takes a deep breath and I can tell that this next part isn't going to be good. "There was this... this little girl. Hydra forced him to kill her and the whole time, before Peter killed her... She was...-" Wanda takes a pause.

"She was calling his name, Wade. She knew him. And... and not long after... He somehow... something in his head clicked and he knew her name..."

"What was her name...?" I ask carefully.

"Her name was Sally." My heart stops for a moment. I recognize that name. it was...

Hydra you sick fucks.

Wanda notices that I tense up a bit.

"Wade...? do you know who she is...?"

"...Yeah... She was..." I start and look over at Peter. "She lived at his old orphanage. Peter told me some things about litte Sally. Always pure and innocent. It was always nice listening to Peter talking about his siblings. They really seemed like wonderful people, but he talk about Sally the most." Wanda looks worried. "So what happened after... after he remembered... her...?"

"He... He cried... he cried and cried and cried. He was hoping and praying for someone to save him..." We stay quiet and the only sound in the room is the beeping machines. My heart hurts from all the pain Peter has had to endure. He doesn't deserve any of it. I wish I could take all that pain and guilt off his shoulders.

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After awhile, Wanda stands up and walks out of the room, leaving me alone. I'm still holding Peter's hand and I'm not planning on letting go any time soon.

"Hey Petey~Pie..." I say softly. "I don't...- I don't know if you can hear me but... I missed you. Life was...really, really boring without you. Ned and MJ were worried sick. I bet Ned is going to tackle you with the biggest hug ever when you get back to school. And MJ... She'll probably give you an even bigger hug." I say with a light chuckle. But my small smile turns into a light frown.

"I'm sorry Peter... I'm... so sorry for not being there to protect you. If I only... If I had been there... with you, during patrol, then maybe... No... Then this wouldn't have happened. I would protect you until my dying breath. You are everything Peter. You are the sun in our lives. And I guess it's kind of a metaphor since... trouble is always circling around you." I feel tears well up in my eyes.

"I love you so...so much. And I wish life would just let you take a break from all the horrible things you have to experience. I wish I could take all that weight off your shoulders." I can't keep the tears at bay anymore and they just flood down. I start sobbing and I try to wipe away the tears, but they just won't stop.

I don't know how long I just sat there and cried but when my vision became clearer and wasn't blurry anymore from all the tears, I could see that it was dark outside.

"Friday... What...- What time is it...?" I ask lightly.

"It is currently 9PM."

"Alright... thanks..."

"No problem Wade."

I look out the window that's next to Peter's bed and I can see that it's a clear sky. All of a sudden, I hear a light groan coming from the bed. I look at Peter and it looks like... he's about to wake up...? Isn't he suppose to be in that coma thin- His metabolism. It probably devoured that medicine. Shit.

I see Peter's eyes slowly open and I prepare myself for what's about to come.

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A/N

Bonjour mes amis!

I hope everyone had a good week and if I'm not wrong... final exames are this week? or the next? Idk...

Well, I'm done with all my tests and the grades are set for this term. I think it went... alright...? I mean, Could've been better but we have a really bad physics teacher who fucked my physics grade.

Basically, we have two teachers. one good and the other one sucks. With the good teacher, I got, like, everything on A. But with the bad teacher I got everything on E and like some things on C (It's hard to explain). So my final grade for this term is D. BECAUSE THE SWEDISH GRADING SYSTEM FUCKING SUCKS!

Anyways...

That's All For Now Folks!

G'night, G'day and G'morning!

/Twizz