"Y/N, honey, can you hear me?"

"Come on, open your eyes."

"Come on, kiddo, wake up for me."

My eyes opened slowly and I groaned as I was in pain.

"Hey, hey, hey, careful, honey." Wanda spoke as she rushed to me. Dad did the same as he noticed that I was awake.

"Oh my god, I thought I'd lost you." He gulped as he leant down and tightly hugged me. I sighed as I hugged back, wrapping my arms around him.

"What happened?" I asked, sitting up so that my back was against the side of my bed.

"You lost control." Wanda admitted, looking at me. I sighed and looked down.

"We need to know what caused it, because you don't just lose it like that, something must have caused it-."

"Peter broke up with me, dad." I cut him off, tears pricking my eyes. He sighed and looked at me before looking at everyone else.

"Guys, could you give us five minutes, please?" he asked, sitting on the floor against my table so that he was opposite me.

"Sure. Everyone, out." Steve demanded. Everyone nodded before filing out of my room, Natasha shutting the door behind her.

"FRIDAY, lock the door, please." Dad spoke before looking at me.

"So, father to daughter, what happened?" he asked. I looked down, tears pricking my eyes.

"He broke up with me, dad. Not much more to it." I shrugged, a tear leaving my eye.

"Honey, I know Peter. I know that he wouldn't just break up with you for no reason, or for a bad reason, so what happened?" he asked again. I gulped.

"I invited him over so that we could talk through what had happened, both yesterday and what was said when we found out each other's secrets. I can't remember exactly what was said, but it was something along the lines of that he couldn't be with me because that put me in danger." I nodded. Dad sighed and looked at me.

"So, the same reason why I keep the fact that you're my daughter a secret. Because it would put you in more danger than is necessary." He spoke. I looked at him.

"And you know why I keep you a secret." He nodded.

"Dad, are you suggesting that Peter broke up with me because he loves me?" I scoffed.

"Yeah, kiddo, I am. I know him, almost as well as I know you. I know that he's one of the kindest, sweetest, most selfless and genuine people on this planet, and he's sure as hell the only boyfriend of yours that I'll ever approve of." He stated. I smiled slightly and looked down.

"He really does love you, kid. And I know for a fact that if he could think of any other way to keep you safe, he would do anything else before doing what he did. So, the fact that he did it tells me that he genuinely had no other way to keep you safe. It also tells me that he did do it out of love, because just like me, he'd rather lose you in this way than lose you in a much more permanent way." He spoke. I looked at him with tears in my eyes.

"Every day, I choose denying that you're my daughter over the risk that you could be killed for it, and it kills me. Every day, it kills me. But I know that it keeps you safe, and so I live with it. Today, Peter chose to lose you as his girlfriend, and to love you from a distance, over the risk of you being killed for being with him. I know what it's like, and I can guarantee that it's tearing Peter apart as we speak, but he did it because he loves you." He nodded. I gulped and looked down, unable to stop the tears from falling at my dad's words.

"I know that you're in pain, and that's totally understandable, but he will be too. And you'll both be okay. You're young, you're in love, and you're in pain, but you'll both come out of this alive. I promise you that." He spoke, gently taking my hand in his. I looked at him.

"Thanks, dad." I whispered, unable to find the strength to be louder. He gave me a small smile before leaning forward and kissing my head.

"It's okay, kid. I promise that both of you will be okay. Just give it time." He nodded before standing up. I smiled slightly as he ruffled my hair as he passed.

"FRIDAY, unlock the door." He demanded before opening it. He paused and looked back at me.

"I love you, kiddo. You know that, right?" he asked.

"Of course I do, dad. I love you too." I nodded. He returned it and gave me a small smile before shutting the door behind him. I sighed, resting my head against my bed and closing my eyes again.

Peter's P.O.V

Peter lay on his side in bed, facing the wall as tears stained his face. He took shaky breaths, just wanting to close his eyes and never wake up.

"Peter? You home?" he sighed and opened his eyes again as he heard the front door open, as well as May's voice.

"I'm in my room, May." He called out, his voice cracking slightly. His bedroom door opened and May walked in.

"Oh, Peter." She sighed as she sat next to him on his bed.

"Look at me, honey." She spoke gently. He sniffed and turned over in bed, making May sigh again as she saw his red and puffy eyes.

"You did it, then." She stated, resting her hand against his hair. He nodded.

"I hurt her, May. I hurt her so much." He cried, squeezing his eyes shut and burying his face into his pillow as more tears ran down his cheeks.

"You did what was best, Peter. You did what you had to, in order to keep her safe. I'm sure that she knows that." She reassured.

"She doesn't. All she knows is that I broke her heart. You should have seen the look in her eyes. It was as if her whole world was crashing down, because of me." He sobbed. She sighed, gently resting her hand against his cheek.

"I don't know what to say to make this right for you, Peter." She admitted.

"It's okay, May. Neither do I." he choked. She sighed before standing up and getting a pink box out of the plastic bag that she was holding.

"I went to Delmar's to get us sandwiches for dinner. I told him that you were having a tough time, so he gave me a couple of cupcakes for free. I know that it doesn't bring Y/N back, but...I don't know, drown your sorrows in sugar, I guess." She smiled gently, making him chuckle half-heartedly and nod.

"Thanks, aunt May." He spoke. She gave him one last small smile before leaning down and kissing his head. She stood back up and left the room before gently shutting the door, leaving Peter alone again, with nothing but his thoughts.

Y/N lay on the floor of the abandoned warehouse, unconscious with her hands and her ankles tied together. Peter's eyes widened as he rushed to her.

"Y/N, it's okay, I'm here!" he yelled as he ran towards her. His eyes widened further as he was running as fast as he could, but wasn't actually going anywhere. He gulped as he stopped and tried to frantically think about what he could do. Suddenly, an idea popped into his head. He looked at Y/N before shooting his web at her and pulling her limp body towards him. His eyes widened as, as soon as her body landed in his arms, she turned to dust.

"No, no, no." he choked. Suddenly, he gasped as a gunshot rang out. He looked down at his chest and choked as blood started to seep through his suit.

"The same will happen to her." He looked up and his eyes widened as Mysterio held Y/N up against him, with one of the drones hovering next to her, the mini machine guns pointing at her head.

"Peter, help." She cried.

"It's okay, you're going to be okay." He choked. Suddenly, her face hardened, turning expressionless.

"I told you that even breaking up with me wouldn't keep me safe." She mumbled. Peter looked at her, blood now seeping through his fingers as he continued to hold his wound.

"What?" he choked. Y/N just stared at him before the drone fired.

"NO!" Peter screamed, rushing towards Y/N's now still body. He collapsed onto the floor next to her and pulled her body into his.

"Y/N, don't leave me, please, Y/N." he cried, raising her body so that his tears dripped onto her skin.

Peter's eyes shot open and he gasped as he jolted up into a sitting position. He panted heavily, his chest heaving up and down as his heart thumped through his chest. He gulped, wiping the sweat from his forehead as he looked down at his sheets, trying to regain control of his breathing.

"Peter?" he looked up and sighed as May stood at his door.

"Sorry, May, I didn't mean to wake you up." He mumbled.

"It's okay. Did you have an uncle Ben nightmare?" she asked, walking into the room and sitting on his bed.

"Um, no, thankfully, but...it still wasn't nice." He shook his head.

"What was it about?" May asked, soothing him by gently rubbing circles on his foot through his sheets.

"Y/N." he nodded, looking at her. May sighed and returned the nod.

"I'm afraid that it's going to happen, sweetie, especially after everything the two of you have gone through together. You were hardly a normal couple, you know, with both of you being superhuman and all." She chuckled, trying to lighten the mood. Peter couldn't help but smile, though it was slightly forced as May's use of the past tense when talking about them being together still stung.

"That's true. I-I'm okay, I promise. Go back to bed, I'm okay." He nodded.

"You sure, honey?" she asked, making Peter nod. She returned it before standing from his bed.

"Anyway, I'm the grown-up, I should be telling you to go to bed, young man." She chuckled.

"Do it, then." Peter smiled.

"Go to bed, Peter Benjamin Parker." She spoke in a fake telling off voice as she wagged her finger at him, making him laugh.

"Yes, aunt May." He played along, making her smile before leaving the room. Peter sighed, his smile dipping slightly as she left, but he was grateful that the talk with her had steadied his breathing again. He lay back down, hands rested against his stomach as he lay there, thinking about Y/N. A tear slipped out of his eye and down his face as his eyes fluttered shut again.