Peter fell asleep trying to figure the riddle out.  Only having an inkling on what the last part could mean.

He wakes up sore, as sleeping on the floor in such a position is not comfortable.  He stretches and his back pops a few times.

He checks his phone to make sure he didn't miss any calls from (y/n)... he didn't but he missed a call five minutes ago from Tony Stark.

Peter quickly calls him back ashamed of missing the call.  Tony picks it up almost immediately.

"Uh hi Mr. Stark." Peter says awkwardly.

"Hey kid. I'm looking for (y/n). Have you seen her?" Tony asks a bit of urgency in his voice.

"No." Peters voice squeaks.

"Are you sure. Because I'm pretty sure that sounded like lying."

"I got two calls from her yesterday... she's in trouble Mr. Stark.  And I'm stumped on the clue she gave me to find her." Peter says dumping that on the table.

"Why didn't you tell me sooner?" Tony says exasperated.

"We..well I don't know."

"Kid... she's my soon to be daughter. I sorta can't let her die before the papers go through." Tony says desperation lacing his voice.

"I'm sorry Mr. Stark."

"I can't come to help as I'm on a mission.  Good luck Kid." Today says hanging up.  Peter puts his hands on the back of his neck, tears steaming down his face.

"I'm not going to fail." He whispers before getting ready for school.  He walks out and sees May looking extremely concerned at the table.

"Are you ok May?" Peter asks.

"No. I'm so worried about (y/n)."

"May we might want to talk to the police that she is missing.  I... I got a call from her last night... she was being followed."

"Ok. Let's go.  Peter did you just so happen to record it?"

"Yes."