I wake up exhausted... I just don't want to move anymore.  I feel Peters arm lazily tossed over my stomach.  He's sleeping peacefully... well until my stomach grumbles and that wakes him.

"Morning dearest." He grumbles, his voice lower and more raspy than his usual quite high pitched voice.

"Hi peter." I say as he climbs over me to do... whatever he wants.

"Are you ok?" he asks concerned.

"I feel like sleeping drained my energy..." I sigh rubbing my face.

"Lets get you some food ok?" He pulls me to my feet and I just fall right into his chest.

"Nooooooo... I don't want food." I whine my face smashed against him.

"You haven't been eating enough dearest.  I'm getting worried."

"Food just makes my stomach hurt..."

"Are you sick? Do I need to get Mr. Stark to take you to see a doctor." Peter hugs me tightly.

"I need to puke." I say and Peter helps me as I'm tipsy on my feet.  I dry heave because I have nothing in my stomach... I haven't eaten much since Liz left.

"I'm going to call your mom ok? I think Mr. Stark is busy." Peter says as I finish.  I nod and lean against the wall. Peter kisses my forehead before walking out.

Peter finds his way to the office of Pepper Potts.  He politely knocks on the door and hears a come in from the other side.

"Oh hello Peter." Pepper smiles in greetings.

"Ma'am... (y/n) is really sick I think... and I don't know what to do." Peter says awkwardly.

"Please call me Pepper.  And show me where she is." Pepper says standing up fallowing the younger.

"She's in here.  She said she needed to puke but she didn't eat much recently so she couldn't." Peter says pointing to the bathroom door. Pepper thanks him and then enters.