I haven't seen them since last night. They finally are leaving me alone. Their words burned me like fire. I can't help but think they are telling the truth. Actually, I know they are telling the truth. I hurt them. I'm the reason they died. 

"Percy? You with me? Or do I have to leave a message?" Peter asks. 

I snap out of, "Sorry, Pete. I got caught up in my thoughts." 

"It's cool. So you sure you want to get ice cream? We can go anywhere you want." He replies as we continue the short walk to the store.

"No, I've been meaning to try this place out for a while. It has really good reviews and stuff." 

Peter nods, "I'm always down for ice cream." 

"So how's school?" I honestly can't think of anything else to ask him. 

"It's going." He laughs. "I'm so glad it's senior year. I would be going insane if it wasn't." 

"I feel you. I'm just glad I had enough credits to graduate early. I was starting to fail the classes I was taking." 

"You're lucky. I would be so happy to graduate early." 

We walked, wheeled for me, into the store where a short line has already formed. 

"What about Mary Jane though? She probably wouldn't be happy if you graduated early." I question him while we wait. 

"She would skin me alive if I left her. She's probably the only reason why I'm not already in college." 

I nod, not knowing what to say. She is probably the only reason I had enough credits. 

Thankfully, my train of thought was interrupted. 

"What can I get you boys?" The serving lady asks. She's about our age. Her long blond hair pulled back into a pony tail. 

"Can I have the Blue Cotton Candy in a bowl?" I point to the only blue ice cream they have. 

"And for you?" She asks Peter. You could tell she thought he was cute. When she addressed him, she stood up taller and seemed more interested. 

"Can I have a waffle cone with Strawberry ice cream?" He asks, completely oblivious to her stares.

"Of course." She quickly gets us our food and rings us up. 

I'm about to pull out the money Tony gave me but Peter beat me to it. 

"I got this." He says as he hands her the cash. 

I take my ice cream and roll my eyes, "You never have anything under control."

He leads us over to an empty table, "True, but I have this under control." 

"Maybe I'm just making you think that." I wheel myself to the end of the table.

"Uh huh. Let's just go with that." He smiles and sits next to me. 

I ignore him as I take a bite of my ice cream. Peter mimics me and starts to eat his. 

"Wow this is good." We say at the same time. 

We both break out laughing. It feels good to be laughing. I haven't had a fun day in a while.

We continue to make small talk as we eat. I find out he's been thinking of new ideas for his dates with MJ. Apparently, their two year anniversary is coming up. 

The entire time we were talking, I can't help but feel like someone was staring at me. I didn't want to look and possibly trigger a fight today. I wasn't ready for a monster fight. The feeling wouldn't go away, and only got stronger over time. 

I mentally started planning a fight and what I would do as Peter talked about how he rocked a really hard test. Peter wouldn't be able to help. I could kill it if I could use my legs. But I'm still in this horrible wheelchair. 

"Percy, you there?" Peter reaches out to me. 

My eyes snap to his. "Yes. Right. Sorry." 

"What's wrong?" He questions. 

"I just have a bad feeling." I glance around at the packed store. Then I spot him.

His crazy untamed hair is exactly the same. His tool belt was loosely hanging off his hips. Grease stains were all over his shirt and face. The usual smirk was gone. He was glaring at me. 

I bite down hard on my lip. What is Leo doing here? 

I break eye contact with him to meet Peter's worried look. I give him a small smile and look back over to where Leo was. 

He doesn't look away. His eyes are still trained on me. There's a fire burning in his eyes making me uncomfortable. I can't look away. I can barely hear Peter on the phone with someone. 

Why is he here? 

~^~

It's my turn to help with dishes. Clint is washing while I dry. Tony put together a chores list since he hates seeing his tower a mess. I don't know why he doesn't pay someone to do it. 

As I sit in my wheelchair and slowly pass the rag over the dish, something pops up in the corner of my eye. It wasn't there a minute ago. 

I slowly muster up the courage to see what is now there.

Her ragged hair is still the same. Choppy yet beautiful. An feather is worked into her hair. She's still wearing a battered Camp Half-Blood shirt with Jason's blood on it. There's a gash on her cheek and arms. 

I freeze and almost drop the plate I'm holding. 

"Pipes?" I whisper. 

"You killed me Percy." She glares at me. "You killed all of us!" 

"Percy, who is Pipes?" Clint asks. 

I keep my eyes trained on her, but she disappears after she delivers her message. 

It takes me a minute to look at Clint. 

Finally, I make eye contact and asked, "Did I say something?" 

~^~

We decided to have dinner on the roof. It's a beautiful night. The sunset is breath taking in the distance. It's hard to believe I've only been awake for a week. It feels like I've been here for a day.

Thor is talking very animatedly about one of the battles he had with some creature. I barely pay attention as I look at the sky. 

Jason is suddenly sitting next to me. He looks a lot like Piper, almost exactly the same. His glasses are shattered, but only has a few scrapes other than that. 

He just sits quietly next to me as Thor continues his story. 

After a few minutes, he looks at me and asks, "Why Percy?" 

I don't know what to say so I keep quiet.

"Why did you do it Percy?" His voice is more aggressive this time. 

I bite hard on my lip and just look ahead. He's not real. He's not here. 

He keeps asking me questions. Each one makes me want to break down but I don't make eye contact again. It will only make it worse. 

Eventually, he leaves me alone. But the damage is done. 

~^~

That same week, I see Nico while playing video games with Natasha. Leo shows up while I'm working with Tony. Frank and Hazel taunt me while I had strength training with Steve and Bruce. I don't think they can see them. Every time they appear, the Avenger's don't even reference them. 

It scares me. I at least see one of them every day now. I haven't seen one of them yet as I sit in my room debating about getting ready for bed. 

It's a lot of work to get dressed for me. I don't really see the point anyways. I'm wearing comfy clothes as is. 

I just sit in my wheelchair staring at the wall thinking. I can't place why they keep showing up. 

"Percy." 

I snap my eyes up. Why is She here? She is the only one that I haven't seen. 

She is standing right in front of me. She takes my hand and intertwines our fingers. I hold back tears as she takes my other hand. I can't do this. 

She says nothing as she continues to play with my hands. 

Suddenly, Leo, Jason, and Piper are on either side of her. 

"Percy." She says again. "It's sad how you can't even say my name now." 

"It's probably because he knows it's his fault we are all dead." Piper reminds her. 

"He's too full of guilt to even speak." Someone else calls out. Nico, Hazel, and Frank have entered my room now. 

They all surround my chair and I try not to freak out.

"You could have saved us." 

"If you didn't have such stupid brain, maybe we would be alive." 

"We didn't win against Gaea. We are dead. You are the reason. Not her." 

"I can't believe I ever loved you." 

"You are no savior. You never were." 

"Everyone hates you. Even the Avengers do." 

"Why are you even still here?" 

"Because he knows he has no place with us in the afterlife."  

My nightmares have come to life.