TW// transphobia, slurs, yelling and fighting, panic attacks, slight mention of depression

Peter was about to say something until Harley came into view. The older boy quickly ushered Peter back into his room before he could explain what's going on. He closed the door before pacing back and forth for a few minutes.

Peter didn't talk for a few seconds, still trying to process what had happened.

"They are taking this way too far. It's been one day. One encounter. That's not enough ground to bring them all in." Harley suddenly said.

"Harls, what is Steve doing here? And don't say it's to visit me." Peter finally spoke and got a hold of Harley, forcing him to sit down. He looked nervous but more than anything, he looked angry.

"They had one run-in with him! And they think that's enough reason to bring in the whole fucking team? It's bullshit!" At this point, Harley was sitting on Peter's bed with his heads in his hands. Peter didn't ask as he could faintly hear what was going on outside, his superhearing being of use.

He placed his head against the door and was able to make what was being said.

"So what, you just let this guy get away?" Steve started. Peter got chills knowing they were talking about him.

"It's like we just let him, he was able to spot Clint from a few buildings away." This was Nat.

"So what's the plan? Tale him on the ground or the air?" They really brought everyone if Bucky was now here.

"No clue tin can. He's got webs he can use to swing up and he's agile enough to keep up with Nat." Tony spoke up before Peter heard what he can only assume was a recording of his fight.

"Stark wait," Wanda said, "run the clip back." The faint sound of the clip being played in reverse was heard before it resumed to normal.

"Doesn't that fighting stance look familiar?"

"Now that you mention it yeah, kinda like old cap here." Sam pointed out which caused a bunch of questions to be thrown.

"On the topic of new discoveries kids, Spider-Punk here webbed up my engines, and before I get them cleaned" Tony trailed off near the end.

"I took and sample and from what FRIDAY has been able to quickly find, it's man-made." Bruce ended.

"So what you're saying is?" Steve asked.

"Bingo. This guy has access to chemicals and some knowledge regarding them, and he must have been watching Cap close enough to copy his moves." Tony concluded.

"So what, some berserk fanboy who managed to get his hands on some chemicals?" Scott asked the group.

"Whatever may be the case, we'll get the Man of Spider here safely, or squish him like an insect in doing so." Thor finished as he walked away.

Peter stepped away from the door. Harley had managed to catch his breath by now. "Harls," Peter slowly backed away from the door. "What's going on?"

"They.. they are planning on taking him by force now. After they've only had one run-in with him."

Peter couldn't really think right now as he opened the door and started making his way to the kitchen. He needed a drink and some food.

Peter could faintly hear Harley's footsteps trailing behind him but he couldn't focus right now. Not after hearing that all the Avengers were after him now. And Deadpool was still out there too. His mind was racing, trying to think of several ways to get out of this predicament.

He didn't even notice he was walking until he bumped into someone. Panicked, Peter quickly started apologizing, before he noticed that it was just Stephen. Peter had completely forgotten he was in the Tower as he didn't hear him.

"Peter go back inside please." Stephen motioned for Harley to take him back, supposedly to avoid walking into the high tense room, but they all knew it was because Steve was there.

But Peter couldn't stop walking until he felt the room go dead silent. Right, the team didn't know about him yet.

"Stark who's this?" Sam asked first.

"Really kid, now? Whatever, you're still helping with my engine later tonight." Tony said, with no ill intention behind his voice, it was more exhaustion than anything helps.

"Is that Peggy?" Steve asked before Tony could even finish. Peter felt Tony's grip on his shoulder tighten, he quietly held Harley's hand tighter. Now Stephen took action and ran in front of Peter.

"Rogers, I'm not saying this isn't important, but right now, our priority is the mission, Peter deserves his own moment," Stephen spoke before he even registered what he said. Now Peter was scared.

"So what, I leave for a couple of years and now it's Peter." The room fell quiet, almost as if silently preparing for what was happening.

Peter's body told him to back up, so he did.

"The fuck did you do to my daughter!" Steve lunged at Stephen before Stephen quickly fell against his hand, pushing Peter and Harley back against him.

It all happened so fast that Peter just saw red, right before he saw Stephen's broken nose. And that's when Tony lost it.

"Leave my son and husband alone, Rogers."

"Son?! So what, now Peggy is a tranny! You couldn't raise her any better! You had to make her sick in the head!" The screams were loud that Peter's hearing just made it worst.

"He. And he isn't sick. He's just finally able to be himself without living in fear of you, you fucking hypocrite." Tony started, before Harley and Stephen quickly pushed Peter back to his room.

Harley softly hugged him before he and Stephen made their way back out to try and stop Stephen and Tony from repeating the Sokovia Accords.

"Do not fucking touch him!"

"Steve! Stop it!"

"Asshole, I told you to bring her back! I knew she was sick but I didn't think you'd let her get this bad!"

"Captain, I'd recommend no longer initiating contact."

At this point, all the voices blended together that Peter couldn't tell who was who. He just knew they were fighting.

Three tears rolled down Peter's cheeks before sobbing. He held his face in his hands and he sobbed. He cried. Trying desperately to drown out the sound. The screaming, fighting, and the yelling.

He wanted it to stop. So, he did the only thing he could think of.

He changed and jumped out the window into the streets of New York. The sky was a bit cloudy. Peter swung around mindlessly. Trying to distract himself from what was currently happening at home.

The busy traffic noise and pedestrians helped. It's tuned them out.

Peter wasn't really looking for crime or anything.

This wasn't patrol, not twice in a day.

He just wanted to clear his head.

Back at the tower, two hours had passed. Two hours of arguing, fighting, and having everyone pull Steve and Tony off each other.

Once everyone finally left, Tony broke down. He immediately went for his lab and Stephen quickly followed him, distress and worry painted on his face.

He followed him down the stairs and into the room where Tony quickly went for a cabinet in the upper left-hand corner. Stephen watched as Tony pulled out a pill bottle.

"Tony, what are you doing"

He didn't answer and just went to grab a glass of water, taking the bottle with him. Stephen followed him until Tony sat down and began to speak.

"It an anti-depressant I'm going be taking. Nothing is okay. Do you see what's going on around here! I keep getting flashbacks to 2012. I have nightmares. I can't sleep. I think I'm back in Afghanistan. Peter just came out and it's a lot to process. I want to be there for him but it's a lot. I just found out my kid gets bullied. And now Steve comes around and fucks everything up. So no, I don't want to hear it."

After taking in a breathe, Tony takes the pill and looks down. He turns and falls into Stephen's arms. Just sobbing silently. They just stood there not knowing what to do.

"Boss, Spider-Man has been spotted in Queens again."

"Just let him go FRIDAY. Thank you."