An-Peter comes to the tower after May's death looking a mess and meets the team.

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Tony was currently sitting in the lounge room with the team watching a movie, and he considered calling Peter, who was far more interesting than the team. As if on cue, the elevator opened with a ding and a crying red-eyed Peter cam stumbling in, dropping his backpack to the floor and he himself came tumbling down with it. Tony sprung into action, vaulting himself over the couch and rushing over to Peter.

"Jesus Underoos what happened? Are you hurt?" Tony pulled Peter up so he was sitting, surveying him for injuries, Peter shook his head, shaking slightly.

"I didn't know where else to go Mr Stark, Ned's out of town, and MJ hates it when I show up at her house without telling her, and they said that I couldn't stay at the apartment alone and that I needed to find somewhere to stay for the night and that they'd contact me about it. I just got a few things and I left, I couldn't' be there anymore and-" Tony shushed him gently.

"What happened Pete?" Tony questioned, holding Peter's face in his hands.

"May's dead Mister Stark. She flatlined while I was at school, and, and I couldn't get there in time, and I didn't get to say goodbye, Mr Stark. And she's gone and she's never coming back." Peter started sobbing, resting his forehead on Tony's chest, fisting Tony's shirt in his hands. Tony had his arms around him, rubbing his back, he was shushing him lightly.

"It's gonna be ok Pete, you'll be ok. May knew that you love her, she knew that you loved her with all your heart. She's in a better place now Pete, she's up in the stars with your parents now." Peter sniffled, nodding into Tony's chest. After a moment Tony spoke again, "How long since you've eaten kid?" Peter mumbled something into his chest. Tony sighed, "You gotta speak up kid." Peter looked up at him.

"I think I had breakfast but I can't remember." He said sheepishly, making Tony sigh dramatically.

"Well, let's get some food in you, and some sleep, I know you haven't been sleeping well since your aunt went into the hospital."Tony picked and himself and Peter up off the floor and led Peter to the free couch, sitting him down and grabbing the blanket he had been previously using and wrapped Peter in it, who made a face at him. Peter kept his gaze on the floor, not noticing the multiple pairs of eyes trained on him.

"You're freezing kid, you don't even have a jumper on." Peter hummed and sunk into the couch. Staring at the ceiling. Tony quickly re-heated some of dinner and handed it to Peter who looked at it, he looked like he was going to throw up.

"You've gotta eat the kid." Peter shrugged, picking up the fork and push the food around in the container.

"Don't feel well." He said quietly but started to eat the food anyway. Tony sat next to him and put an arm around his shoulders.

"No going to school for you tomorrow, I'll call and explain." Peter hummed, far too tired to argue, making Tony frown. Peter stopped eating once he got half-way through the container, Tony took it and placed it on the empty coffee table, allowing Peter to curl into him.

"What am I gonna do Mr Stark?" He said softly, "I don't wanna go back into foster care." He said, burying his face into Tony's side. Tony sighed, Pepper and him had already talked about what they would do if May died.

"You won't go back into the foster system, Pepper and I talked about it with May and we were thinking about adopting you," Tony said, rubbing circles into Peter's arm, ignoring the odd looks he got from the team. Peter looked up at him, tears glistening in his eyes.

"You would do that for me?" Peter said quietly, Tony nodded.

"Kid, I'd die for you." Peter smiled up at him.

"I'd die for you before I let you die for me," Peter said, making Tony roll his eyes playfully.

"You and your self-sacrificing behaviour." Tony noticed Peter's eyes dropping, the poor kid, "You can go to sleep kid." Peter buried his head in TOny's side again.

"You won't leave?" He said, his voice muffled by Tony's shirt.

"Not a chance," Tony said.

After Peter had fallen asleep he looked up at the team who looked extremely confused. Most of them looked a mixture of surprised and confused.

"Who's the kid?" Steve said, Tony frowned down at Peter.

"He's spiderman, but he also interns with me. He's basically my kid. We got close after an incident last year when he was almost killed." Tony watched as Peter shifted in his sleep, falling into Tony's lap.

"What was all that about?" Clint asked, motioning to the elevator.

"His aunts been in the hospital with cancer for almost a year now, she was his last living relative. His parents died really young." Tony now watched as Peter's face scrunched up in his sleep.

"What did he mean about foster care? Has he not always been in his aunts care?" Natasha asked. Tony sighed, he knew Peter didn't like thinking about it, and it took ages for him to trust Tony enough to tell him.

"His parents died when he was around five, and his aunt and uncle were going through the process of adopting him. While that happened he was with a foster family that abused him pretty badly, he went into hospital a couple of times. He still gets nightmares from it and has hypervigilance. When I first saw his scars I thought they were from patrol, but he opened up and told me about the stuff with his foster parents. May and Ben got custody eventually, but Ben got shot in a robbery so that left May." Peter started shaking in his sleep, Tony ran his hands through his hair, making Peter hum and still again.

"Never thought I'd see the day when Tony Stark became a dad," Bucky said, making Tony look up at him.

"Neither did I, but he wormed his way into by heart. He does that with everyone he meets, he's like a puppy." Suddenly Peter jerked in his sleep and feel off of Tony's lap and onto the floor. Peter blinked his eyes before sitting up while rubbing his eyes. He looked around the room blearily eyed and turned back to Tony.

"Dad, It's the avengers." He whispered, "Am I dreaming?" Tony sucked in a breath, that was the first time Peter had ever called him dad. Tony chuckled, helping Peter up off the floor.

"Yeah bud, it's the avengers, you can meet them later but for now we need to get you to sleep." Peter hummed, letting Tony drag him to his room. His eyes were already drooping again when he talked again.

"Watch out for the yellow spiders." He slurred, latching onto Tony's arm.

"Of course bud, wouldn't want you to get more freaky powers." Peter hummed again, the sound of his slurs getting fainter and fainter.

"Wow, he's really different around that kid" Sam said.