Bruce, Nat, Steve, Tony and Peter had just finish dinner and Tony, as always, was drunk. "Pete, would you  help washing the dishes" Steve asked his 14 year old son. Pete node "Sure pops" he got up and went to the counter. When he felt a headache.
'Nononono, please not here. Not with them' he tought to himself but it was too late. Peter has being having big headaches for a month now and he didn't wanna tell his parents. He didn't want to worry them. Both were verry overprotective.
Peter fell to the floor knees doing a loud noise when he droped. They all turn arround to see the teen on his knees grabing his hair. "Pete what's wrong. You okay son?" Steve asked, worry in his voice. "Yeah, yeah. No fine" Peter tried out. Not beliving it even himself "Sorry. I'll do the dishes later" He said trying to stood up but fell almos instantly just to be stoped by Steve strong hands. "Okay kid, that's it. We are going to the hospital" Tony siad in a intent to sound calm. (I said intent, right? He didn't pull it off at all).
Bruce and Nat take that as their out. And said good bye to the family. Peter now on the couch with his arm around his face blocking the bright light in the room.
The drive to the hospital was short, but it felt like hours to Peter. His headache had die down but it started again with the movement of the car. "Pete, just calm down. You'll be okay." Steve tried tocomfort his child but he was nervius enough, he couldn't calm him self. Peter just node in pain. The pain was never this bad. It always hurt a little but after a good 5 minutes he was fine again. This time it felt line it was never ganna end. He was greatfull his dads weren't talking that much.
They arrived at the general hospital after 15 minutes and Peter felt like he was gonna die. They bust in the door and Steve sat Peter down while Tony was at the front desk. Peter's pain getting worse. "We are number 167DA" Tones said lookig at the paper in his hand. Peter node while he huged his pops trying to cover his face to bolck the pain some how.
When they were called they stood up and Peter fall back to the chair getting dizzy. "Heve you drink all my whisky Peter?" Tony said trying to make a joke but insted getting a death stare from Steve and the doctor that helped Peter up. "No dad, that was you" Peter replied looking down trying to not pass out. To this Steve did laugh and Tony gave the death stare.
In the consultory, some doctors looked at Peter. They gave him a room, took his blood  and hook him to a machine. But no one told them what had happen.
They waited for an hour till a doctor came in the room. "We need to take Peter out for a ...Okay befor i say this i am gonna tell you guys i am not a doctor so i dont know any of this. If something is wrong i apologize. You can keep reading now... for an X-ray" Steve node to the order but Tony and Peyer frown. "What-What do you need an X-ray for?" Pete asked getting scared. "Let me ask you a cuple of questions first" Peter node "Have you had persistent cough or blood-tinged saliva?" Peter node. Steve and Tony looking surprised " Abitual strong headache? And for how long" Steve shook his head "today was the first, right?" Peter shooke his head to his dad. "Let the kid answerd" they looked back at Peter "I-I mean... yes? But i didn't- today was the worst" "For how long?" The doctor asked again "I don't know... a month... maybe two"  the doctor wrote something on a paper he had on his hands "Any change in urintation? More frequent, small amounts of urine or slow urine flow or maybe blood on it?" Peter node "all fo it" he said a little enberresed. "Indigestion and swalling difficulty?" The medic asked. Peter shook his head no. "Unexpected weight loss, nigth sweats or fever" Peter looked at his dads and then at his hands "night sweats and fever but not much" the doctor node. "Okay, we found you a bit anemic. We had our suspitions. Now that is even more possible with what you just answerd" the Stark-Rogers were so surprised at their son. And they felt terrible they didn't notice. Peter felt terrible for not telling. With what the doctor said. He knew he had cancer.
The chat about how "Peter should have told them" was very long but the adults decide to finish it when they saw Peter headache came back.
The doctor came with the results 2 hours later. When he was about to speak Petre cut him off "Cancer? Isn't it?" the doctor smiled at him. "I am so sorry. Leukemia" Steve grabed his husband's hand and he felt how the other grab it even tighter. Peter just look at his hands "if... if i told my dads about this before... would it be better?" The doctor looked at him surprised "No, it would not have change. Your simptoms started very late. If you told your parents, we could have gave you more time" and with this Peter felt himself break. "I know this is hard, but you need to know your options" the doctor explain to the adults "if you want to start treatment it has to be now. We cannot save him but if you do treatment he will live longer-". Tony cut the doctor instantly at this words "how long?" He asked "Eleven or Twelve months" "A year... that- that's all he has" Steve asked his voice braking. "Keep going about the treatment" Peter said, he was dying inside and he wanted to scream but in the outside he looked like always, even if he didn't feel like that he looked strong and breve.

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Okay... what y'think?
That is why Peter died btw. Cancer.
Sorry about the medical facts. I surch it in google but i dont really trust google eighter so...
Hope you like it.
Love, D&M
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(This chapter was so short. I feel awfull, next weeks will be longer and we'll see Peter as an orphan and why he is so scared of ppl beating him up)
SPIOLER ALERT OVER THE STORY!
ha, like someone cared.