Summary- All Peter wants is to be remembered.

(Third Person)

-6 years ago-

The scream echos around the devastated city. The scream of a child, innocent and pure, breaking the heart of Tony Stark.

Blood pools around Peter, bullet lodged millimeters from his heart.

"Dad" He whimpers lightly out, looking around the darkening city, tears streaming down his face as rain starts to drop heavily from the sky.

Tony is there almost instantly, beside his son, cradling him into his chest.

"I'm here Petey i'm here" Tony cries to his son.

Trembling Peter reaches his hand out, lightly grabbing onto Tony's, who in return grips tightly.

Peter can feel his breath slowly leave him, breath dwindling as the rain grows heavier, angels weeping over their lost comrade.

"I love you dad. Please don't forget me" Peter wheezes out, before his eyes become lifeless and dull, body slumping soullessly into his father's arms.

A choked sod rips through Tony's throat, rocking back and forth kissing Peters head and begging him to come back.

"I could never forget you buddy. I will always love you," He says emotionally.

-Present-

Tony wasn't the only one who didn't forget Peter/Spiderman.

Paintings and drawing wiped the nation, world wide memorials held for the fallen hero every year, millions come and mourn the death of a fallen hero.

Many came to Peter's memorial, remembering the child who could light the darkest of rooms.

All the avengers arrived for Peter's memorial, tears were shed, multiple in fact, as the looked out at the mask floating on the wreath in the water, flowers all around.

Tony would never forget his first child, his baby. Especially on his birthday.

(Tony's P.O.V)

Tears pour down my face as i look at the picture in my hand, me and Peter together laughing at a joke made, a little picture tucked into the side of when he was a baby, him in my arms, the cutest smile ever on his face.

Today my Petey would be 21, it's August 10th, his birthday.

Everyday i miss him, some days are better than others, but this, this day will always be the worst, remembering the fact he isn't with me, safe and happy celebrating another year of life.

He was ripped away from me, taken at the wrong time.

I hear the door open and look up slightly agitated, as i didn't want to be disturbed today.

But i am met with the innocent eyes of my five year old, Morgan.

"Daddy? What's wrong" She asks concerned as she walks toward me.

I place the picture lightly on the table and open my arms for her to hug me.

I cry harder as i pull her into a hug, "What's wrong" she asks more concerned and so much smaller.

"I miss your brother Mo" I tell her honestly, knowing it's time she knows.

She pulls away and looks to me frowning "Brother?", she questions.

I nod, "today was his birthday. He would have been 21. You know the Spiderman memorials, and the boy in the pictures around the house, with me all in them, some of him young and some older" I say to her.

She nods, eyes filling with tears as she looks at the picture.

"He was your brother. Peter was his name. He died six years ago, fighting alongside me, saving the world. Like he always did. I was too late, and i lost him,"I tell her, more tears streaming down my face as i remember that dreadful day.

Morgan falls into me, tears falling from her eyes as she cries.

"I never got to meet him" she cries out, i cry a little more and pull her tightly into me.

"I know Morg, but i know he is so proud of you, he is there with his Angel friends, keeping us safe and watching over us this very moment" i says, hoping to calm her.

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Morgan wanted to See Peter, and how could i deny her that.

Flowers in hand and tears still leaking from our eyes we walk over to Peter's grave.

"Hey Petey pie. Happy birthday baby" I say kneeling in front of his grave and placing flowers over his grave, Morgan doing the same.

"Happy Birthday big bro" Morgan says, voice cracking.

I pull he into a side hug, still looking at his headstone.

"I'm so proud of you Pete. I promise i will never forget you" I say, remembering those words said as he dying breath.

"I love you my son" I say, voice over run with emotions as i kiss Morgan on the head.

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