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“Pete, can I come with you to the lab?”
Peter stands still and silent in the middle of their apartment living room. He turns around to find Miles looking at him waiting for his answer.
Miles knows that he is uncomfortable with anything related to his old workplace. It’s been almost half a year since Otto was arrested and Peter keeps delaying going back to the old office to resume his belonging. He keeps saying that he will do it but he is just too busy.
It is kind of true that he is busy because he gets three jobs in his schedule and on top of that is Spider-Man patrol and training. He doesn’t mind being busy because Miles is in his care now so he has to try harder. They both have high metabolisms and a lot of other fees and bills are his responsibility. Thankfully, MJ helped them a lot to settle down and reminded them to take care of themselves even though she and Peter didn’t get back together they are still good friends and keep in touch.
However, Peter’s busy that is just part of the truth…
If he wants he could swing by anytime during patrol and take back all of his equipment, projects, and thesis papers.
The main reason why he keeps himself away from that place is because it hurts him so much to go back there. He has idolized Otto since childhood and spent two years working directly with the man. He is still wearing the Spider-Man suit that Otto designed because he wants to remember his mentor as a kind-hearted genius and not the monster, the villain that took away both Miles and Peter’s family and a lot of other innocent civilians. That lab is where Peter made his mistake because he neglected his teacher which led to the evil being born.
But he has to go now.
He just received the last warning to move his personal belongings before it gets thrown away and they sell the building. Besides, more tools, materials, and equipment could be a benefit now that he could make a better suit with much more protection for Miles.
“Peter, are you ok? You’ve been awfully quiet”
“Yeah, I’m ok. You can come with me, Miles”
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Miles looks around the lab, he can see the design of Doc Ock's arm on the whiteboard next to it is Peter’s Anti-Ock Suit design. He always admires Peter’s genius but seeing the proof of it in front of him makes him feel even more amazed. Peter with a lot of injuries and within less than half an hour with limited supplies not only designed a suit but also made it right here to fight back Doc Ock’s invention.
He feels proud and also a lot responsible for being Peter’s ward and Spider-Man’s protégé.
Miles snaps out of his thoughts and comes to Peter's side to help him pack things up. He can see that Peter is looking at some papers and reminiscing and next to Peter is a weird gate machine. Peter mumbles to himself but Miles can hear it with his enhanced hearing.
“Gosh… we used to think about time travel and multi-universe theory in our free time…”
Miles is good with science and math and he did win the science fair back in the day but not to Peter’s level so he can’t even imagine how to understand that kind of theory, all he knows about that topic is just from fictional. He curiously looks at the machine in front of him and tries to make sense and investigate it.
Suddenly, the machine lit up and he could feel the tingle in the back of his neck. He sees from the corner of his eyes Peter immediately looks up from the paper and curses.
“Shit, Miles don’t touch it!”
Goosebumps and weird sense alert him from his spine but before he can do anything he feels Peter rush forward to hold him and shield him while a loud noise of explosion and heat burst to them making Miles’s ears ring and he feels light-headed.
Miles still feels Peter’s hand wrap around him but the wind rushes to his face. This feeling is kind of familiar like he was falling while swinging with webs. He tries to look but the wind makes his eyes all teary, he guesses because they are falling quite fast which means they fall from a high place.
He hears thwip sound in between the roar of the wind like Peter is shooting his web shooter. Miles screams in protest.
“Stop! Peter! If it connects to something you could lose your arm!”
Peter screams back.
“I rather lose my arm than let you hit the ground!”
They hit the ground with Peter’s body beneath Miles’s and then Miles blacks out.
Miles opens his eyes, and greeting above him is a gray sky. The second he wakes up he can feel his body in pain there are definitely a lot of bruises and a broken left hand but thankfully that is all the injury he can feel.
“Shit!”
He turns his head and he can see Peter lying next to him unconscious. He guesses that after they hit the ground Peter’s arm loosened and let go of him, that is why he is lying next to Peter. There is a pool of blood from the back of Peter’s head, his breathing is shallow and quick with wheezing noise. The side of his face looks burn
Miles sits up abruptly which makes his head dizzy but he doesn’t care he needs to help Peter. He starts panicking, his eyes sting with tears but he tries to not cry.
“Peter! Peter wakes up!”
He hears a figure land behind him he turns his head back, and tears already falling out of his eyes. In the glaze of tears, he sees a person in a yellow suit with a white bat symbol across his chest. He asks Miles with a concerned voice.
“What’s happened? Are you hurt?”
Miles answers with a panicked voice.
“Help him! Please!”
The unknown person presses his ear and speaks to hidden com
“I’m near The Bowery on a rooftop there are two people who need medical help, one unconscious with a head injury, punctured lung, third-degree burn at the side of the face, and several broken ribs, the other has a lot of bruises and a broken hand”
Miles looks back at Peter even though he still hears a faint gasp on the com
“Is the unconscious one still breathing?”
“Yes”
“I could send Batmobile there. I think you need another person to carry that person carefully or the cracked ribs could damage their lungs further. But Bats and birds are sleeping after last night's patrol”
A crackling noise like someone unmuting themselves to join the conversation with a grunt.
“Awake. Fuck. How is that person still alive? Signal keeps an eye on the unconscious one. O, call the Batmobile to the location and contact Leslie. I will be there in a few minutes”
Miles can’t stop crying. He feels helpless and his thoughts become unclear. He can’t lose Peter, he is the only family he has left now. No. Peter can’t die. He is Spider-Man. He is stronger than that. Right?
Right…?
Miles hears engine noise from below and it sounds like sprinting closer. Meanwhile, another person appears with the sound of heavy boots stepping on the cement.
“Shit. He looks even worse than your description.”
Miles looks up and sees a huge man looking down at him wearing a red helmet kind of reminds him of Ironman.
“Stay here. We will move him”
“NO! I’m coming with you”
“Calm down, kid. We just move him to the car and get him to the clinic”
They steadily lift Peter’s body up and then move the edge of the roof, Miles follows behind them. They use a grappling hook to swing down gently to the ground.
Miles looks at two strangers moving Peter to the back seat of a weird-shaped black car. He feels panic rise in his stomach as he loses sight of Peter and Miles just has to do something to see Peter again.
So he jumps
Both men scream at the same time.
“WHAT?!!”
“WHAT THE FUCK KID?”
He can see the helmet man race toward him maybe trying to catch him but he hits the ground and rolls then stands up. He has jumped off a bridge in Queens before and only got broken toes so jump off seven, maybe eight floors building is not that bad.
He walks to the car to look at Peter. His walking feels off. Ok, maybe he gets a sprained ankle because of that jumping.
The yellow-suit man looks at him in horror.
“Are you OK?”
He nods.
He thinks both of the strangers are still shocked because of his stunt but he doesn’t care. All he can focus on right now is Peter’s shortness of breath and his wheezing sounds