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Who: Peter and Tony
Where: Medical Car.
When: Apple Day 22
What: Peter owes Tony an explanation and also an apology
Warnings: Language, Endgame spoilers, mentions of past abuse and trauma

Gwen's return has done wonders for Peter's mood. For the past two days he hasn't really done much of anything except lounge around in the spider hammocks and nap and try not to think about anything that might start to upset him. But Gwen came back. And seeing her adorably awesome face made him feel like maybe, just maybe things would be okay.

He's still not too sure what to think about what he was told the future was, of Tony's reassurances that it was wrong. He really, really hopes Tony wasn't lying but he also doesn't trust his past experiences with getting close to adults. He was three for five now and Mr Stark would make Four.

But he feels bad about how it all played out-he couldn't fully explain what was wrong. Part of him wanted to just blow it off though-Tony has enough to deal with, he doesn't need to be concerned about Peter's mental health. And besides, he'll bounce back. He always does.

"Hey... uh... Mr Stark? Are you here?" He pokes his head in the door, a little nervous considering their last conversation. "Um.. I'm sorry about how I've been acting? But I'm feeling better today. C-can we talk?"

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"What? No! I mean talk to her about therapy and getting your mental health better. You just met her, I wouldn't expect you to be ready to talk about that." He shakes his head, finding Peter cute and infuriating all at once. The kid deserved so much more than he'd gotten. If there was a way he could make things better for him, Tony would do it in a heartbeat. This, unfortunately, wasn't going to be something he could do without reaching out for some help.

He was relieved Peter hadn't pointed out he was being a hypocrite. "So when can I ask Sarai to steal you away for a bit?" He was being pushy and he knew it. He didn't want this to be something Peter just chose to ignore after claiming he'd think about it. Despite what happened to Gwen, they were in about the safest place they'd been in a long time.

Peter listens to Tony, though he doesn't look up at him and keeps his hands in his lap as his fingers fidget nervously. Honestly, he like the idea of actually being to sleep at night, and to not freak out when certain subjects came up but he really doesn't want to talk about it. With anyone. The closest he'd gotten to talking about it was that night about two weeks ago.

"I know, I just... I don't know that I want Gwen to go with me, at first. I mean, we just started dating and it's really a lot to process. All the shit that's happened, I mean." He lets out a sigh.

"Um.. I don't know. Whenever she's free, I guess."

Tony watches Peter for a moment, wishing he could take all of this away from him. The older man had his own demons to contend with, but he'd take on Peter's even if it broke his shoulders from the crushing weight.

"I agree. I think you shouldn't take her with you. It might help to simply have her know it's happening and encourage you to do it." Everyone needed a good woman or partner to support them. Peter would learn eventually how valuable that was- but he seemed to be already starting down that lesson path.

"One last question.. do you actually want to know about what happens in your future? Like I said, it's not a gaurantee it will even be in your universe's future and I'm not certain how it'll effect you to know this sort of thing. But.. I don't want you thinking I'm keeping stuff from you either and have you feeling insecure about my loyalty again."

Peter lets out a breath and rubs at his face, sounding just exhausted as he thinks about it. He's still not one hundred percent sure he wants to do therapy again but he does want to actually be able to sleep-as is the best motivation he can give himself for it.

"I don't really want-I mean, I know I'll have to talk about it eventually and I just. The idea literally makes me want to web someone to the wall and hide out in a cocoon of blankets." He states, knowing that that probably isn't the healthiest reaction to such things.

"I don't think I should know the future." He admits. "If I do, then I might want to change it and then make things worse-or me knowing what's supposed to happen might change what does happen just by me knowing it-I mean if you think about it-time would be like a really sensitive thing and I don't wanna get the doctor out here all pissed at me just because I accidentally like changed a fixed point in time. And I mean, since it's me that's probably exactly what would happen so it's probably better if I don't break time and space."

Tony was quiet a moment before reaching over and patting the kid lightly on the shoulder. "I know. I get it. I've been through stuff that makes me want to do that too. But it's not going to get any better without doing some work. It's.. it's like when I had to have heart surgery and get the shards out. Remember when I had that? I didn't want to face that either. It meant having to be in recovery for months afterward and I knew it'd put an extra burden on Pepper.. but it was the right thing to do. It made my life better and this will too. Just remember you're made of tougher stuff than those desires to hide are. You can do this."

The other part had him nodding in agreement. He didn't want to tell Peter that in this situation, there wasn't anything Peter could do to change it. If he was in Tony's timeline he only had a couple hours left before he'd be gone for five years. There wasn't a way to change that even with Peter's terrible luck. However, he appreciated the kid taking time to consider things from his perspective. Tony wasn't holding this from him to be a jerk, it was a very solid reason and had nothing to do with his loyalty to Peter.

"Okay. Then I won't tell you and we'll just be satisfied with the fact that we're here now and everything works out. And you'll keep in mind that if anyone says anything to you again about the future that I haven't told you- talk to me. They probably don't have the facts quite right."

Peter just takes another breath, leaning back in his chair again. He's not still not sure he really wants to do this. It helps a little to hear that Tony knows how he feels-that it wasn't just him that tried to ignore bad things. He swallows and leans forward again, fingers pressed against his chin as his legs start to bounce with his anxiety.

"Can-can you tell her? Mrs Sarai, I mean. About what happened. Because that way she'll know but I won't have to tell her so when I get that far, she'll already know and it might make it easier, you know? For her to know just how bad it is?"

He doesn't have much to say about knowing the future. He intends to mostly ignore any future mentions of.. well, his future. Maybe they're not right, after all. And maybe he's freaked out so bad for nothing.

"Of course. I'll do anything you need me to, kid," Tony says. It was said for the current situation, but it was no hiding that it was for any other time as well. "And don't worry. She'll keep this information safe even if you two never speak of it."

He glances at the ICP. "It's almost time for dinner. You should go make up for all the work you missed for breakfast."

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