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Peter was in excrutiating pain! He was currently sat up in the medbay bed holding his stomach as silent tears streamed down his face. It was 4am and Tony went up to get some sleep along with Bruce. And before you jump to conclusions Tony did insist on staying with Peter overnight but Peter insisted back that he go upstairs and rest.
He didn't want to wake up Tony but he knew FRIDAY was bound to have told him by now.
Peter felt about ready to pass out when Tony came running in through the doors of medbay.
"Peter?!" He ran over to the boy and sat on the bed next to him worriedly. "Are you okay? Buddy you should have woke me up." Tony was frantic.
"Hurts." Peter whimpered. "What is it bubs? Is it your tummy?" Tony rubbed peters back. "Y-yh. I ca-cant breath." Peter managed to answer between short sharps breaths. "Ok buddy it's ok. Just try and hold out for me alright. We're going to make everything all better I promise." Tony soothed, wiping peters tears with his thumb.
"FRIAY call Bruce down here! Tell him it's ergent!" Tony demanded.
Peter was starting to feel faint. His head was pounding and his ears were ringing. His stomach felt like he had been repeatedly hit by a bolder. He closed his eyes wanting to just die as the world turned black around him and he lost contiousnous.
"Peter? Pete can you hear me?" Was the first think Peter heard when he woke up. He blinked his eyes open squinting at the bright light that made his headache worst. "Peter. Hey buddy, welcome to the land of living." He looked up to see Tony smiling sadly and everything came back to his memory. "You feeling any better?" Tony asked. "Feel sick." Peter responded.
"Do you feel like your gonna be sick?" "A-a bit." "Okay come one let's getting you sitting up" Tony helped Peter up carefully and noticed how quick Peters face turned a sickly green colour. "You alright?" He asked already knowing the answer. Peter suddenly gagged holding his first to his mouth and tony was quick to get a bucket under Peter just in time for him to projectile vomit into it again. He coughed and sputtered spitting bile in the bucket with a loud splash! Tony winced as Peter let out a particularly loud and harsh heave sending more bile into the bin. "Are done?" Tony asked when he he felt Peter had calmed down.
He put the bucket down and began to speak. "You passed out from the pain just as Bruce arrived. he did a scan on you but it came back as it was just your CVS acting up." He explained rubbing peters back. "Sorry. I don't thi- think this is how you want to spent summer break. Um, CVS is a bitch." Peter spoke..well more whispered. Tony chuckled and ruffled peters hair. "Yh..it's not exactly and ideal way to spent summer but at least Im spending it with you." He reassured
"Get some more rest bud. You still look dead to the world." Tony smiled. "Goodnight Tony, I love you." Peter said, eyes drooping shut. "I love you too kid." Tony's heart strings pulled and he smiled . He really loves his son