{Bruce's POV} 

We all took turns keeping close eyes on peter. Clint and Nat were the most worried as they have only had him for 2 days and he has already ended up in the Medical Bay. Now and again Peter would wake up screaming in pain, He would say everything burnt. This worried me, what could have caused this to happen. As i walked into the Medical Bay, I saw one very tired and worried Nat. Her and Clint never left his side. "You two should go rest, I will keep an eye on him" Clint nodded in agreement and dragged Nat with him. 

Time skip to 4 hours later

It was 7 pm and we all decided to pay Peter a quick visit before eating and going off to a late meeting. We all sat down and get comfy, we begin a conversation as though Pete was awake and listening. Nat went to touch his hand and with a single touch, Pete's eyes shot open and he started screaming in pain. Tear rolled down his cheek as he squirmed as though everything he touched hurt him. I rushed over and looked at him. "Pete calm, think happy thoughts!" He cried even more. Was everything hurting him...? Touch? Smell? Sound? Sight? Was all his senses causing him pain? I turned the lights down for him and put on a oxygen mask over his face so no smells could get to him. I put some headphones over his ears to block out everything so we could all talk. And as i expected he calmed down immediately. "His senses seem to be hurting him. I don't know when he will be alright." I explained. I looked at Nat who was on the verge of crying. This must be very hard to hear for her.

Le Time skip to the Next Day (sorry for another time skip)

{Peter's POV}

As i woke up from what i thought was a nightmare, I sat up and saw myself alone in the Medical Bay.I took off the headphones and listened carefully.  From down the corridor I could hear people talking. "Peter you seem to be awake. Would you like me to inform everyone?" "No thank you Friday" I ripped the IV'S out my arm and took off the mask on my face. I walked cautiously out of the Bay and towards the Living Room. "Hey Friday, can you keep a track of how long it will take them to realize II'm here?" "Of course Peter" 1...2...3...4... And so the timer had started!!

~ "What do caused this to happen to him?"

~ "I'm not sure but it didn't look promising.."

~ "We need to keep all eyes on him"

~ "Also take turns on watching him"

~ "Once we figure this out, we can help him"
~ "The sooner the better" 

This went of for a while, comments going back and forth. I just stood there listening, confused with the situation. Thoughts kept rushing through my mind.Who are they talking about? What happened? Are they ok? Should i help?  Wait.. Am i eaves dropping? Am i doing something wrong?  At this point i started panicking  and i couldn't breath. My vision became cloudy and my chest started hurting. Everything around me became too much as though my senses were higher than normal. A calming, yet worried voice ripped me from everything as i concentrated on the voice to calm down. "Pete, It's ok please try to calm down...Try matching my breath" And so I did. Once my vision came back, I was enveloped into a hug from Mom and Dad. "S...sorry..." "What for bud?" 

I looked at him straight in the eyes. "F...for letting y...you see that.." He gave me a smile. "How long were you standing there for Pete?" Mom said. "Friday how long?" "Exactly 55 minutes peter" As I looked around at everyone's shocked faces Uncle Tony decided to speak up "Wow...That long? We didn't even hear you. Impressive" I gave him my 'Thank you' smile.