An-Peter has his first seizure.

TW-Graphic depictions of seizures

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"Peter are you okay?" Tony asked, waving his hands in front of Peter who had been staring at the counter for at least five minutes after trailing off. Peter blinked several times before humming.

"Yeah sorry, I must have zoned out." He said quietly, blinking rapidly and nodding to himself. Tony rose an eyebrow and glanced at Bruce who shrugged, that didn't look like he just zoned out. The conversation, however, picked up like nothing had happened until they all caught sight of Peter moving his hands in front of his face with a confused look on his face.

"You sure you're okay?" Natasha asked, reaching out to touch Peter's forehead only for his head to jerk, making him wince.

"I uh, I'm not sure," Peter said in a daze, he froze after a few moments, his arm coming up above his head and accidentally pulling him out of his chair and causing him to fall to the floor. His eyes rolled into the back of his head, he was letting out loud chocked off noises as his back arched off of the floor. His right arm was still raised above his head, jerking every few seconds and his left arm raising off of the floor and slamming back down onto the floor repeatedly. His legs were kicking violently.

"What's happening?!" Tony shouted frantically. Steve and Bucky jumped out of their seats frantically.

"He's having a seizure!" Steve shouted. He dropped to his knees beside Peter and looked to Bucky for help who pointed to the chairs near Peter.

"He's too far in for us to stop it! Move the chairs so he can't kick or hit them and hurt himself!" He ordered frantically. The team frantically obeyed, moving anything and everything that Peter could move. Steve rolled Peter over so he was flat on his back, prying open his clenched shut jaw.

"What are you doing?!" Clint shouted. Steve grimaced and carefully reached into Peter's throat.

"Making sure his tongue can't get stuck then rolling him over," Steve said, wincing when Peter's jaw snapped shut, cutting Steve's fingers and causing blood to pool as he got Peter's tongue free and then rolled him onto his side as he continued seizing.

"How do you know he's having a seizure?" Natasha asked frantically, turning so she couldn't see Peter.

"Stevie use to have them pre-serum. Nasty things." Bucky said quietly, watching Peter carefully who's movements were less exaggerated now.

"How long will it last?" Sam asked worriedly. Bucky shrugged.

"I'm not sure, ten to twenty minutes?" He said. Steve glanced up at Tony who looked like he'd seen a ghost.

"Had he ever shared any medical history with you? Does he or a family member have Epilepsy?" Steve asked, cradling his already healing hand to his chest. Tony shrugged uselessly.

"If Peter's family does have a history of it Peter and May wouldn't know. And no Peter doesn't have a medical history of Epilepsy." Tony said frantically, watching as Peter slowly stopped jerking, stilling and laying limp on the floor.

"Okay. Well, let's get him up to medical. They're going to want to run some tests and figure out why he had a seizure."

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"Okay, we've taken several different types of brain scans, taken a sample of cerebral fluid, taken several blood samples and done other small tests, all of which give me enough evidence to conclude that Peter has Epilepsy." The doctor said solemnly. Tony nodded slowly, squeezing Peter's hand. Peter was hooked up to an IV and under the covers in a hospital gown.

"And um, the seizure?" Tony asked quietly.

"A grand Mal seizure. Now Peter's likely to have many more in the future, we can talk about medications to stop this happening again when Peter is awake." The doctor said. Tony nodded slowly, squeezing Peters hand again.

"And the injuries?" He asked. The doctor sighed deeply, glancing at Peter, who's right arm was in a red cast, along with his leg.

"Everything reset. I'll send you an email with all of the details. For now, just lay with him and talk to him and be there when he wakes up." The doctor said, nodding to himself and leaving the room and nodding to the team for them to gather around the bed. After a few hours of chatter, the team noticed Peter's head shaking from side to side, his eyelids opening slowly and looking around in confusion.

"Hey, Bambino. You gave us quite the scare." Tony said, kissing the back of Peter's hand with a small smile. Peter looked at him in confusion and then down at the gown and casts. Peter was silent for several moments before sniffling.

"Was I dreaming?" He rasped out. Tony winced.

"Well, what do you remember?" Tony asked. Peter was silent for several more moments before answering.

"I dunno just flashes after you guys asking me if I was okay and hitting the floor. And, and then I remember not being able to see anything but I could hear anything and it was like I was stuck in my body but I-" Peter cut himself off with a sob. Tony rushed to lean forward and cup Peter's face in his hands, wiping away his tears.

"Shh, shh, you're okay Underoos. I get it, kid, it was scary and you didn't like it. Just a seizure." Tony soothed Peter who was hiccuping quietly as he nodded his head.

"Why'd I have a seizure?" He asked after a few moments. Tony smiled bitterly.

"Apparently you have Epilepsy." He said quietly. Peter nodded slowly, a thoughtful look on his face.

"I think my mum might have had that. She used to have seizures when I was little and they were really scary cause she'd hurt herself accidentally." Peter said quietly, Tony sighed softly and kissed Peter's curls.

"Well, there are medications that you can try to stop the seizures. But for now, you need to rest and get out of those casts." Tony said, Peter glanced at the casts and made a whining noise.

"I hate casts." He said quietly. Tony chuckled and kissed Peter's head again.

"Yeah and what if all of the Avengers personally sign them?" He asked. Peter narrowed his eyes, bottom lip stuck out in a pout.

"And hugs?" He asked. Tony chuckled and rolled his eyes, nodding his head. Peter's whole face lit up, scooching over on the bed to Tony could clamber up next to him.

"And hugs."