An-Peter has schizophrenia and has an episode

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"Hey Tony, I'm just calling to tell you some things. I'm not sure if Peter has told you yet or if you've flipped through his medical records, but now that he's staying with you it's important you know. Peter has severe schizophrenia, he's on a new medication that has so far been working but sometimes when he enters a new environment where he's stressed he shows symptoms. He trusts you so everything should be ok." Said May's cherry voice. Except it wasn't ok because Peter had pressed himself into the corner of the lounge room, his head in his right elbow, and his left hand swinging a butchers knife around.

"Tony please explain why Spiderman first has his mask off, and second why he is brandishing a knife while crying," Steve demanded, Tony sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. Peter was muttering something over and over again into his elbow, the knife jerking around.

"He has schizophrenia. The medication he's on is supposed to help with the symptoms but he must be extremely stressed right now or this wouldn't be happening. FRIDAY, status report?" Tony asked, turned back to Peter.

"Peter is having a stage five hallucination, he has been experiencing stage eight paranoia for the last sixteen hours. He has not slept in three days." FRIDAY said, Tony paled, cursing loudly.

"What the hell does that mean Tony?" Clint asked. Tony screwed his eyes shut trying to think of a way out of this.

"To him what he's seeing looks, feels and sounds 100% real. I don't know what he's seeing but he must be scared." Tony said, stepping forward slowly, Peter snapped his head up to stare at him.

"Dad?" He said quietly, Tony nodded.

"Yeah it's me buddy, it's dad, Tony, Ironman." He said firmly, Peter's face hardened and he raised the knife again.

"You aren't real. They're trying to trick me." He said, his bottom lip quivering.

"Who's trying to trick you bud?" Tony asked gently, Peter made a distressed noise form the back of his throat.

"The men, there's five, can't you see them?" Peter asked incredulously.

"No Pete I can't see them, they're hallucinations. Benny baby I need you to put the knife down and come towards me." Tony said, crouching down a few feet in front of Peter. Peter shook his head, screwing his eyes shut.

"Only if you can tell me five things only my dad would know," Peter said firmly, Tony sighed, five was Peter's favourite number. Tony nodded, stopping his movements when Peter raised the knife again.

"You only let me call you by your middle name because it reminds you too much of your uncle, Ben. When I say it it makes you feel safe." Tony said, Peter nodded, allowing Tony to creep forward.

"You're favourite colour is fire engine red because it's on the iron man suit," Tony said, Peter nodded again, holding the knife less tightly.

"You call waffles buff pancakes because they look like pancakes with abs," Tony said with a small smile, Peter nodded again lowering the knife slightly.

"Last year you won first place at the science fair at your school because you built a mini-arc reactor. I came to the presentation and threw a party afterwards." Tony said, Peter lowered their knife further, his eyes softening.

"You say you hate it when I call you Benny Baby but I know you love it because Your aunt May told me," Tony said, Peter dropped the knife like it burnt him a and lunged into Tony's waiting arms.

"You're real. You're real. You're real." Peter muttered over and over again. Tony nodded, tilting him closer.

"I'm real. I'm real." Tony reassured, Peter cried softly into his shoulder.

"Dad I'm scared." Peter whispered, screwing his eyes shut.

"I know Benny Baby, but you're safe, no ones gonna hurt you. I'll keep you safe." Tony said firmly, Peter dug his face into Tony's shoulder, clenching his hands around Tony's shirt.

"I thought the medication was working but it can't be, cause I heard the voices again like I did before, and, and I saw them in the doorways and, and they kept trying to touch me and I got scared and, and I didn't wanna get hurt." Peter cried, holding Tony's shirt tighter.

"I know Pete, May told me that when you're stressed sometimes the symptoms show through. But that's ok, you're allowed to have bad days, even really bad days. But you're ok, you're always ok, and I'll do everything to help." Tony said, rocking Peter in his arms.

"I'm sorry, dad I'm sorry, I'm so so so sorry I, I, I didn't, I don't-" Peter started, Tony just shrugged him.

"It's ok Benny, you were scared and you didn't want anyone to hurt you. You didn't hurt me, you didn't hurt anyone. You could never hurt anyone." Tony said, rubbing Peter's back soothingly.

"But I could've hurt you really badly and-" Tony shushed him again.

"No, I'm not gonna hear it," Tony said gently, continuing the swaying.

"I'm gonna fall asleep," Peter said softly, Tony nodded.

"I'll stay with you Pete, it's ok." Tony said gently, smiling lightly when Peter's breathing slowed down and he went limp in his arms.

"FRIDAY send May a message saying that Peter had an episode, he's ok now but I'll explain later. He's asleep and I'll stay with him." Tony said, slowly standing up with Peter latched onto him, Peter whined in his sleep and automatically wrapped his legs around Tony's waist.

"Miss Parker has replied saying thank you and that she appreciates your help. She kindly asked what he said and did, and if he hurt himself or anyone." FRIDAY said, Tony nodded, holding Peter tighter to himself.

"He saw five men throughout the day, he had a knife but didn't hurt anyone. He tried to tell me I wasn't real, I had to tell him five things only I would know about him and he dropped the knife and calmed down. I'll try to get his meds fixed with Bruce, don't worry you won't have to pay a cent. Have a good night May, I need to get a baby spider to bed." Tony said, turning toward the team who looked at him curiously.

"So you're a dad?" Clint asked, pointing to Peter in his arms.

"Yep. Happened a while ago, started sharing custody with his aunt a couple months back so I could have him over one weekend and sometimes when his aunt had late-night shifts at the hospital." Tony paused to shift Peter's weight, "he started staying with me full time a while back cause his aunt took a job out of state. She told me about his schizophrenia when he first started living here. He hadn't had an episode for a long time."

"And he's Spider-Man?" Steve asked incredulously, Tony nodded.

"He was Spider-Man before I recruited him, but I made it safer for him. Good kid, won't ever give up, good heart, better then I'll ever be." Tony said, grunting as Peter slipped in his grip slightly.

"You need help carrying him?" Bucky asked, Peter shook his head.

"Nah, he's done his sticky thing. Won't come off till he wakes up, I'm stuck with him until he wakes up. I'm taking the couch." Tony said, falling down onto the couch with a thump.

"Cool. Just, please, tell us next time you adopt a kid?" Sam said, Tony hummed already falling asleep.

"Will do."