(a kind-of P2.)

Not requested, per say, but got the idea from a comment left by WolfStarT07

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It was years later, maybe seven (god, was he really that old?), when Tony nearly lost his son.

Peter was everything to the billionaire, and Tony was everything to the little child. The little tyke wasn't so little anymore though, he was ten. He had grown up so fast and Tony wanted to cry at his little son that was just so grown up.

Seven years.

Wow. 

In those seven years, so much had happened, and yet so little at the same time. Tony had nearly retired, since General Ross had tried to get the Rogues hunted again. Tony had threatened the government with his retirement though, so after a year and a half of negotiations, the Rogues were free. 

So, that meant Peter was just under five years old when half of the Rogues went unresponsive, fleeing society and those that ran it. They might have been declared free, but the corrupt rulers of a claimed 'democratic' country would never accept their presence.

Tony had offered them a place in his new building, but they said no. His new place! The Stark Industries Home Base, in upstate New York. He sold the tower, and they moved to the compound.

Peter liked the grass.

Peter grew happily, with a loving father. Tony never showed the press his son, and had no plans to.

When Peter was six, only a few mere months after his birthday, Tony had to leave for a few weeks as an attempt to welcome Wakanda into the world. He missed Peter every one of those weeks, and Peter missed his dad just as much.

It was when Peter was wither seven or eight (Tony couldn't remember, this sleep deprivation thing was getting to him) when Sam, Wanda, and Bucky managed to get time to visit. The others never showed up, so they never met Peter. 

Sam and Bucky had gotten married a while before that, a rushed decision while on the run that they didn't regret one bit. Nothing new with Wanda, Vision was still radio silent and neglecting to check on her. She was done with him, and she liked having Sam and Bucky as her brothers, sort of.

Tony supposed that at that time, Clint and Scott were out of house arrest. Steve and Nat were still quiet, laying low and trying not to attract attention. 

Peter adored his new Uncles and Auntie, but they had to leave eventually and their visits after that were cut to short hour-long drop byes, usually when Peter was in school.

School was a whole other thing. Peter got bullied a bit (Not that Tony knew then, though), but he had friends. He was what the jocks would call a 'nerd', but Peter liked to think that he also fit into the 'geek' category. 

It was definitely around eight and a half that Tony finally proposed to Pepper. She of course accepted it, and before too long they were married. Peter liked having a mother, and Tony loved having a wife.

Peter was nine when the first conspiracies started. Nothing specific, just things about Tony's phone calls that had gotten overheard that suggested another person. 

"Bambino, just pick a movie."

"Kiddo, I though you were in school! You okay?"

The media went crazy, but Tony never used an actual name during his calls. Always Bambi, Kiddo, Buddy, Bambino, any other nickname that Tony though was cute.

Cute name, cute kid.

Yes, Peter was adorable. His curls weren't so pronounced, but they were there. His brown eyes made the mothers at parent-teacher conferences melt, and he was so polite.

Ah, conferences. Tony could never just... show up, y'know? He usually had May show up, pose as Peter's aunt. It wasn't too far off, she baby-sitted Peter a lot and they were close.

Anyway, it was when Peter was ten that Tony's life took a complete stop. His heart shattered and his breath nearly stopped.

It was when Peter was ten that Tony came home from an overnight meeting in Vermont to an empty kitchen, empty living room. It was when Peter was ten that Tony pushed open his son's door and found the room in shambles, showing signs of a struggle.

And on the bed? 

On the bed was a ransom letter, writing nearly illegible because of the sickly red liquid on it, almost dried.

Tony felt his breakfast begin to come back up, but he kept it down as he clutched the note.

Want your kid? Pay up, Stark. I'll be in contact.

~AT

Oh, Tony had FRIDAY search up all of the ATs in the world, desperate for information on where his kid could be. There were hundreds in New York alone, and slowly Tony felt himself slip deeper in despair.

Pepper found Tony a few hours later, and they knelt on the floor together, crying and such a mess, because their son was gone.

The kidnapper was in contact, but their price was steep. Hand over the company, and all of the Stark money.

Tony couldn't just give up all of his money, his company, but what else could he do?

He found himself tracking down Wanda. She left some clear hints in case Tony ever needed to contact her, but to the eye of any other person, they would be insignificant.

"Hello?"

Tony nearly cried, again, when he finally found her number and called her.

"Wanda? It's Tony."

"Stark? What're you doing at... two AM?"  Wanda's voice was groggy, like she had been woken up. Tony didn't much care, his eyes were bloodshot and he had been running on caffeine for the last 48 hours. He didn't really think much on time.

"I need your help. Can you get your team together and get up here ASAP?"

There was a pause. "Probably. Why?"

Tony heard the sounds of Wanda waking up people. Most likely Barnes and Sam. Or- no, technically it was Wilson-Barnes now. They'd had a hard time agreeing on which name to share. Then, they'd argued on whose name went first. 

Tony didn't want to think on how Sam convinced Bucky to let Wilson go first.

"It's Peter. He was kidnapped, and- god, I need help."

Wanda inhaled sharply. "What?"

He felt himself on the verge of tears. Gosh, he needed to get his act together. "Yeah."

"We'll be there tonight. The whole crew."

Wanda hung up, and Tony was tugged to bed by Pepper, who knew that the man needed sleep.

~

True to her word, Wanda and the rest of the Rogues were standing in the tower at six o'clock that night. 

Tony welcomed them in with hugs and Steve, for one, was surprised.

"How much did you explain, Wanda?" Tony asked as the Avengers were gathered in the living room.

She shook her head. "Not much. Sam and Bucky know what's up, though."

"Okay." Tony took a deep breath. "So, I have a son. Peter. You guys ghosted me before you could meet him, besides those three," He pointed at Wanda, Bucky, and Sam, "and, uh, Peter got nabbed. I don't know by whom, but he's gone."

There was a pause of silence where everyone took that in.

Steve shrugged, "Alright. What've you got?"

They worked for a few hours, uninterrupted, searching for Peter's whereabouts. Pepper came by with food and was just getting a few of them to sleep when Tony's cell rang.

It was an unknown number, but he answered it.

"Hello?" He asked, apprehensively.

A rough voice answered. "Hey, Stark. Got that money for me, or is your son gonna get it?"

Tony's blood ran cold. "I... uh, I'm gathering the money from all of my accounts. You want all of it, right?" He lied straight through his teeth, desperately hoping they'd buy it.

The voice chuckled. "Nice playing. Yeah, I'll take all of that cash. I'll give you an extra day. See you later, Starky."

The line went dead, and Tony held his breath. "FRIDAY, please tell me you were tracing that call."

"Yes, sir. However, I only narrowed it down to a radius of  six miles in northern New York, around Syracuse."

Tony breathed a sigh of relief. "Well, that's something to work with. Let's go, team."

They poured over maps of Syracuse and the surrounding area, looking for a place, that, if they were villains, they would hide a kid.

Stark was just starting to lose hope, Natasha spoke up. "Hey, I found this house in a place called Onondaga Hill that's been abandoned for years, but has been getting reports of being used the past few days. It fits the time frame, and the town is relatively quiet. It would be the ideal spot to hide a kid, but clearly this isn't something they do often."

Standing up, Tony held out his hands. "So, what are we waiting for? Let's go."

~

As far as plane rides go, it wasn't long, but for Tony is dragged on. It felt like hours passed by, when in reality it was probably under one.

They touched down a ways away, and walked the rest of the distance. They had disguised themselves enough to that any townsfolk that saw them wouldn't cause a commotion.

Tony could feel his heartbeat quickening, and he had to push the feeling to vomit down. This was for Peter. He'd see Peter again.

They split up, entering the building in different ways. Tony was expecting a fight, but the quiet and dusty house was almost worse.

It meant that they had left Peter here, alone, with no food, no water, no one to comfort him.

It wasn't Tony who found Peter, but Steve. He reached Tony through the coms.

"Tony? I've got the kid. Everyone get out, now."

Tony felt as if his heart was climbing up his throat. Peter was safe. Peter was safe.

They met up at the jet, and Tony immediately rushed over to Peter. "Oh, Peter, sono così felice che tu sia al sicuro, non spaventarmi di nuovo in quel modo." He held Peter close, kissing Peter's head and squeezing his eyes closed.

Peter was quiet for a moment. "Dad? The men aren't going to get to me again, are they? I'm safe?"

Tony's eyes pricked with tears. "Yeah, bud. You're safe. I'm not going to let them get to you." He pulled back and gasped. Peter's forehead was covered in dried blood. "Oh, Bambino, c'mon. Let's get you home and Bruce can look over you. Mom is going to be so happy to see you."

Peter stayed put as Tony started to walk towards the jet. In a whisper, "Dad? Is that Black Widow?"

Smiling, Tony nodded. "Yup. They all came to save you."

Peter's eyes widened and then, they landed on Wanda. "Auntie Wanda!" He said happily, running over to her to give her a hug. 

~

Pepper was waiting anxiously on the landing pad, and started crying when her eyes landed on Peter. She knelt down and hugged him. "Oh, Peter, you scared me so bad."

The Rogues liked Peter, so they stayed a little longer at the Compound. The ones that had been 'missing' grew closer with Tony and it was like before everything. Before the accords, before splitting.

But now, they had Peter. 

il piccolo ragno.

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