Summary- Peter's class goes on a surprise trip to the tower without Peter's knowledge as he is ill.

(Peter's P.O.V)

Yessss.

Okay, so get this, we have a surprise field trip, that means it will be good.

Or at least it probably will be, I mean Ned, MJ and I will make it fun.

Anyway, let's get back on track.

Because we have the surprise trip tomorrow I thought, how should I celebrate.

PATROL.

I know, I know, how is going on patrol celebrating. Well as I am happy I think I should be able to help others and make them happy, just as Harry Styles says 'treat people with kindness.'

So that's what I'm currently doing.

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I swing into the alley and come face to face with around a dozen men, all glaring at me with fire igniting their eyes.

I had heard a scream and thought someone was in trouble, turns out it's a trick.

How fun.

I look around wearily, "well you guys don't look like you're in any trouble," I quip.

Before I can even react all men are lunging at me, I feel pain deep within my chest and see a knife lodged inside there, I sigh as I know that's going to hurt once the adrenaline has worn off.

I quickly pull it out and web it to the wall, flipping over two men and they hit each other.

I web them together and to the floor and turn to the other 10.

Bullets go flying all around me as I dodge most, by most I mean, one in the chest, shoulder and leg.

15 minutes pass and all of them are down, that was harder than I thought.

I have 3 stab wounds, 5 shots and multiple bruises and cuts.

I start to feel lightheaded and know I have to get home to get some help.

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I swing into the tower and fall lazily onto the floor in the common room, seconds pass and I can feel someone lifting me up and saying something to me before I fall into darkness.

(WHatS thIs I sEe. a TImE SkiP... WOaHhHH)

I wake up feeling just all around sick.

I ended up in bed last night after being patched up, but I know straight away that as my healing was working on healing me it let something that shouldn't be here, be here.

I'm ill.

I know I can't go on the trip, I knew last night.

I feel way too ill to care right now though.

I stand woozily on my legs and wrap a blanket tightly around me.

I walk slowly out of my room and make it to the common room collapsing onto the sofa.

I take note that I don't have a top on and all the wounds are wrapped, I'm thankful to not have a top, it's too hot.

Thankfully dad was there pretty quick and grabbed me some juice.

He ended up staying so we are binge watching Supernatural.

(Ned's P.O.V)

Sitting on the bus I felt down, I wish Peter was here, but I know what happend last night so I wasn't expecting him to be here.

Flash keeps shouting rude remarks about Peter and I can't stand it, if only he truly knew what Peter does.

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This can't be happening, but at the same time OH MY GOD THIS IS SO COOL.

We are at the freaking AVENGERS TOWER.

But it is also Peter's home.

Flash smirks wildly as he says he can prove Peter's internship wrong.

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We are half way through and thankfully we haven't seen Peter.

That was until our tour guide says, "class. We are very lucky as we have been given permission to tour the penthouse. Now you need to be very respectful, this is Tony Stark's and the avengers home. Do not touch anything."

And with that we were off.

R.I.P Peter Stark.

(Peter's P.O.V)

Leaning heavily against my dad I feel the bile rise dangerously in my throat.

Leaning over the bucket I say between heaves "dad. I don't feel so good."

He rubs my back whispering "it's okay Petey, let it out."

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A good 3 hours have passed and I feel better, now I'm just tired as hell.

Still leaning against dad I close my eyes and start to fade into sleep.

Then I hear him say, "Bambino, a tour group is coming up to look around. Is that alright?" He whispers lightly to me.

I don't fully understand what he is saying and can only muster a small few words as I mumble out "j'st qu'te plea'e."

I can feel his hand slip into my hair and it relaxes me even more as he says, "of course Petey."

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I'm only slightly aware as I hear the elevator ding lightly signalling someone is here, all I do is lean further into my dad, stealing all of his heat.

I hear shuffling of feet and light murmurs drawing closer to where we are.

Just as I am about to fall back to sleep I hear someone shout "WHAT THE FUCK," making me jump back into reality.

I know straight away who it is. Flash.

(Ned's P.O.V)

As the elevator crawls up the tower, you can feel the excitement radiating from every student, even me.

I may be Peter's best friend but I have never come to the tower.

The elevator stops and before the doors open a voice says, 'Mr Stark has requested you to be quite and not the disturb them.'

Everyone jumps at the voice, except Stella the tour guide who chuckles then goes serious.

"You guys heard FRIDAY. Be quite," she says in a professional voice, although you can see the excitement spark her eyes.

As the doors slide open we are met with dim lighting, a T.V and sofa sat to the side, kitchen opposite with a hall leading away, we can't see who is on the sofa but the T.V is softly playing supernatural in the background.

Everyone starts talking quietly of the excitement of meeting some avengers and being in their living quarters.

Stepping in we all make our way closer to the sofa, we all desperately lean over to see who is there.

Only to be met with The Tony Stark running his hand through Peter's hair who in turn is leaning against him practically asleep, chest exposed showing bloodied bandages covering the majority of his torso and chest.

When Flash sees this he freaks and shouts, scaring Peter into awareness.

(Peter's P.O.V)

I try to stand, but instead I am met with dizziness.

I sit heavily back on the sofa, shutting my eyes trying to slow the spinning of the world.

"How the HELL, is Penis sleeping on Tony Stark?" Flash exaggerates, arms flailing wildly.

My dad looks to me then back to Flash, a angry fire lighting his eyes, like a match in the dark.

"What did you just call my kid?" He questions, a deadly aura flowing from his voice, chilling tone creating shivers down everyone's spine.

"Y-your k-k-kid?" Flash stutters out, falling over every word.

Dad only nods his head, trying desperately to calm his growing anger.

"I suggest you all leave before I murder you. Talk to my kid like that again and you won't live to see daylight. Understand," he says in cold command, no room for argument, he turns to everyone "This doesn't get out. If I find out someone has said something. I will know who. Leave," he seethes out, creeping slowly toward them, like an animal stalking it's prey.

Before anyone can say anything they are all gone.

Dad comes back over and I go back to my position leaning into my dad and fall to sleep.

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At school no one mentioned what happend, or the bloody bandages. I got looks from people but that was it. My secret is safe for now.

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