Peter's bad time in Europe 3/4 (+epilogue) (BIG FFH spoilers)

AN! Ok, so I don't really want the reader in this small series... so, I won't actively add reader, but if there is a point in which I can... then I will. This is mainly Peter Whump with MJ and Ned.

𝔹𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟- 𝕄𝕪𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕠

Peter crawled into the train car and collapsed into the nearest seat. He arched his back as his ribs and spine screamed in agony. His (probably) broken ribs pushed against his lungs and he coughed to try and relieve some pressure on them. His vision was darkening by the second and he let unconsciousness claim him.

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Two passengers on the train were coming through the carriage where Peter lay because they could hear crying. A man pried open the doors and a woman pushed through. She stumbled slightly when she caught sight of blood on the floor. "Tom," She whispered, pointing to the blood. Tom's face blanched and he glanced around the first seat where there was more blood. He gasped and immediately moved around the chair. "Emma, this kid needs serious help."

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While the nice couple tried to take the injured teen to the hospital, they got stopped by the police. The couple got taken in to custody and questioned. They explained that they found him on the train, seriously injured. The police let them go and placed the kid into custody until he was found by a guardian or parent.

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Peter woke up in severe pain and groaned as he sat up, his whole body screaming for him to lay down. When he found his lip slightly swollen, he tried his best to talk with the other 3 men in the cell with him without saying much.

Harder than it sounds.

"Where... where m'I?" He slurred, giving off the impression that he was drunk, not injured. A guy responded, "You're in the Netherlands."

5 minutes later, Peter was grabbing his leg in agony as he hobbled through the small square. He found guy on his phone. "Excuse me, sir?" The dude looked up, "Can I borrow your phone?" Peter asked. The guy nodded and Peter dialled the one person he knew would help him.

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On the plane with Happy, Peter burst into tears. Happy stared at him, shocked. Happy stood kind of stupidly in the middle of the plane, watching as Peter clearly struggled. He stealed himself and sat next to Peter on a chair. Peter curled even further on himself but unfold with a cry of pain as he clutched his chest. "Peter?" Happy asked, leaning over and changing Peter's seat position so it was facing him. "Nothing... I'm just..." Peter trailed off, breaths coming slightly quicker. "FRIDAY? Scan him," Happy commanded the AI in the jet. It concerned him even further when Peter didn't fight it.
"Scan complete. Mr. Parker has sustained multiple concussions and lacerations, 10 broken ribs, 4 cracked ribs, 4 bruised ribs, 8 broken fingers, 3 fingernails missing, left eye socket cracked, right knee cap has been snapped, both lungs are severely bruised, nose is broken and a severe concussion."
Happy was slightly speechless, "How in the hell are you that damaged kid?" Peter coughed again, his eyes slipping closed.
"It appears that Mr. Parker has been hit by a train going at full-speed."
Happy gaped. "Kid, that would kill even a grown man. How the hell are you still walking?" He asked, looking at Peter in concern. "Kid?" Happy tried again when he didn't get an answer. Happy felt his heart sink when he saw Peter with his eyes shut. Happy gently poked his shoulder and swore when Peter just rolled limply onto the seat next to him, his breathing shallow. "FRIDAY...? What do I do?" Happy asked, his professionalism side taking over. "Mr. Parker's ribs are already on the mend, but it is recommended to wrap them up anyway. His left ring finger will need setting along with his right ring finger. The others will need wrapping up. His middle left finger, right pinky finger and left index finger will need treating because his nails are missing. His eye socket is healing correctly, but it is still advised to wrap it up. You will need to reset his nose and knee. His concussion will go away on its own and so will the concussions. You will need to stitch up the lacerations on Mr. Parkers back and chest." Happy swallowed, "FRIDAY, how do I reset a nose and knee?" The back of the plane whirled open and a table came out, "Place him on the table and I will direct you on how to safely reset his nose. His knee will take longer and will be more painful." Happy groaned and picked Peter up, gently placing him onto the table. Some instructions flared up and asked if the individual was enhanced or not. Happy clicked yes and 6 cuff like things came up and tied down Pete's wrists and ankles. Another one went just above his pelvis and another went across his head. Happy gaped at it and FRIDAY's voice filtered through.

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Happy felt very nauseous after fixing Peter up again. The kid stayed out the whole time and Happy wasn't sure if that was a good or bad thing. FRIDAY reminded him to wake Peter up every 30 minutes to check on him. When she decided he was ok to sleep, Happy asked him one question before he passed out again.

"Where to next, kid?"

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