TW: mentions of death, mentions of trauma.

Peter's P.O.V

Peter's eyes shot open, a gasp leaving his lips as his body jolted out of unconsciousness. He squeezed his eyes shut and groaned loudly, pain spreading throughout his body as his eyes opened again.

"Fuck." He groaned, coughs leaving his lips and rubble dust making his mouth feel so fucking dry as he looked around. His eyes widened, a choke leaving his lips as he saw the state of the building that he and Y/N had been in just seconds ago. Though to call it a building was generous now. It had been reduced to nothing but a pile of rubble and dust, Peter's injured body and ripped suit lying amongst it. He looked around desperately, his eyes scanning the rubble for Y/N as he rolled onto his front and pushed himself up onto his hands and knees.

"Y/N?! Shit, Y/N!" He yelled out as he managed to stand up on uneasy feet. He gulped and looked around frantically, his heart feeling numb at the possibility that Y/N could have died as soon as the building fell down on her. But Peter wouldn't believe that until he'd done everything that he could, and so first, he needed to save her.

"Y/N, where are you? Baby, give me something!" He yelled, his feet stumbling to the top of the rubble pile that he'd woken up in so that he could see the full damage caused by the explosions. His eyes widened, a helpless breath leaving his lips as he looked around the reaching expanse of just ruin and rubble. Finding her was going to be like finding a needle in a haystack. But he had to do it.

"Y/N! WHERE ARE YOU! MOVE A HAND, YELL, DO FUCKING ANYTHING, PLEASE!" He screamed at the top of his lungs as a tear left his eye. He choked, the reality that he may not be able to find Y/N sinking in and making his heart feel numb. But then he saw it. As his eyes were flicking over the rocks and rubble that used to be the building, he saw it. His eyes widened, his gaze falling upon the hand that was just about sticking out from underneath a rock. It wasn't much, it didn't tell him that Y/N was alive, but at least he could find her now.

"I see you, baby! I'm coming for you, it's okay!" He yelled as he scrambled down the rubble, his arms out to try and keep his balance as he rushed down to where he could see her hand. He collapsed on his knees next to her and desperately started to move the heaps of rock and concrete that had buried his girlfriend.

"Please be okay, babe. I really need you to be okay." He choked, tears continuing to leave his eyes as he started to dig her out. He moved a huge slab of concrete, his eyes widening as it moved to reveal Y/N's face, caked in dust and ash. And with her eyes closed too.

"Come on, angel, I'm here, please!" He cried as he tried his best to stay calm but failed miserably. He scrambled to move the rest of the rubble off of her body, the slabs moving to reveal bleeding cuts and bruises all over her skin. He bit his lip, his stomach jumping and twisting in anxiety as he put two fingers to her neck. He breathed a sigh of relief and let his head drop, more tears streaming from his eyes as he could feel a pulse. It was weak, but it was there.

"I've got you, angel, you're okay, you're safe." He choked as he gently picked her up bridal style. The girl's head and legs lulled over his arms, her arms hanging by her side as Peter picked her up and raised her hands. He webbed her wrists together around his neck so that he could fly at the same time as holding her before raising his now spare arm.

"Karen, tell Mr Stark that I'm coming now. And that I need his help." He choked as he fired a web at a building next to the one that they'd been in before launching himself into the air, his hand tightly holding Y/N's legs as he started to fly with her in his arms.

"Help! I need help, please!" Peter yelled, his face covered by his mask as he ran into the Stark Industries' Tower with a still unconscious Y/N in his arms. The staff looked at him with wide eyes and gasped, making him look around desperately for anyone willing to help.

"Please, she's hurt, I need help! I need Mr Stark, now!" He shouted.

"Woah, what's going on here?" Peter looked to the elevators, a sigh of relief leaving his lips as Happy rushed towards him along with a few security guards.

"Happy, thank fuck, I-I called Mr Stark, Y/N's really hurt, Happy, she's in a really bad way." He choked and shook his head.

"Okay, it's alright, we're going to get her help. Someone get me Tony." Happy demanded, making one of the guards nod and run off as Happy started to guide Peter down a corridor.

"She's going to be okay, Pete, I promise you." The man reassured, making Peter choke and nod as Happy led him into what looked to be a medical suite.

"Lie her down there." Happy instructed as Peter gently lay Y/N down onto the bed.

"What the fuck happened here?" Peter looked up and gulped as Tony walked in, followed by several nurses and doctors in scrubs.

"I found her, Mr Stark, it was the Vulture, but he left her in a building rigged with explosives. I didn't get her out in time, we both got crushed but she doesn't have super strength to help her bounce back." Peter sobbed and shook his head.

"She's going to be okay, kid, you brought her to the right place. Take your mask off, no one here will tell anyone who you are, and you don't need to be breathing into spandex when you're so upset." Tony nodded. Peter gulped and returned it, his hand raising to the back of his neck and pulling off his mask before he looked at Y/N.

"Is she okay? I-is she going to be okay?" He choked.

"We'll need to run tests to determine how much internal damage there is, but her vitals are stable, and we'll monitor her closely." One of the nurses reassured. Peter swallowed thickly and nodded, his whole body numb as he stared at the girl who he was in love with, lying unconscious on a bed. At least he knew that she was alive, that was better than nothing.

"Pete, let's have a word outside." Tony spoke softly as he put his hand on the boy's shoulder.

"Mr Stark, I can't leave her-."

"Happy has her, she's okay, but we need to talk." He insisted. Peter sighed and gave Y/N one last look before nodding and letting his mentor lead him out of the room. The door shut behind them, Tony briefly looking back into the room before returning his gaze to Peter.

"You know who is behind it all now. You know who got your ex-girlfriend killed, you know who drove you into that depressive state for five years, you know who almost got the love of your life killed several times. So, the question is, what are you going to do about it?" Tony asked. Peter clenched his jaw as his eyes once again flicked to Y/N through the glass. By now the doctors had clipped an oxygen tube to her septum and had tucked her into the bed as they connected her up to various machines using wires and tubes, which reassured Peter. But it also made him so fucking angry. She was the love of his life, he was truly starting to picture the next ten years with her. The wedding rings, the sound of children's laughter and feet pattering along the floor, the first house together. All of it. And The Vulture had now tried to take that away from him more times than he could count. It was time to finally take action. He clenched his jaw and looked at Tony.

"I need you to give me five minutes alone with Y/N so that I can say what I need to say before I go. Then, I need you to look after her and make sure that she doesn't die whilst I take that son of a bitch down. Even if I die, she needs to live. I can't let her go after all of this, even if I'm no longer around to hold onto her. She needs to live. Do you understand, Mr Stark?" He asked. Tony nodded and gave him a small smile.

"I understand perfectly. We'll look after her whilst you're gone. But I won't stand here and listen to you say 'what if's about if you'll come back." He shook his head. Peter sighed and looked down.

"Mr Stark-."

"No, Pete. You may need Y/N, but she needs you just as much. Y/N needs you. Your Aunt May needs you. Happy and I need you. So promise me, fucking promise, that you'll come back to us." He spoke. Peter looked at him, another tear leaving his eye as he stared at his old mentor. Even after all of this time, even after Peter had lost himself to depression and drugs, Tony was still somehow there for him. And he'd never let that go.

"I promise, Mr Stark. I'll come back to you all." He replied quietly.

"Good. Because I can't lose you again, kid. None of us can." Tony shook his head as he put his hand on Peter's shoulder.

"Don't worry. You won't." He reassured, making Tony sigh and give him a small smile.

Peter stood at the doorway to Y/N's medical suite, the consistent beeping of her heart monitor ringing in his ears as he stood there. He gulped harshly and tried to bite back tears before clearing his throat and finally taking the step into the room. He grabbed a chair and put it beside Y/N's bed before sitting down on it and gently taking her hand into his. He flicked his eyes up to her face, the girl's beautiful eyes still closed as he kissed the back of her hand.

"I've got to go, baby. I'm sorry, I really don't want to leave, I would kill to be here when you wake up, but I need to go." He mumbled, tears leaving his eyes as he pressed his lips to her skin.

"I finally know for certain who's been doing all of this. Who had MJ killed, who's tried to have you killed too many times. I finally know who's behind it all and I need to go and stop him. We'll never have a peaceful life until he's gone." He shook his head. He sighed, his eyes scanning over her gorgeous face as he took a break from talking. What he wanted more than anything right now was for Y/N to wake up and say goodbye back to him, but he knew that that wouldn't happen. And so instead, he'd carry on his goodbye to her.

"If I don't come back, angel...please remember how much I love you. If I'm being completely honest, those feelings didn't emerge when you took me in either, they were there long before that. High school, even, but that doesn't matter how. I love you so much and all I want is a normal life with you. And that's why I have to go and take him down. If I make it back, I'll see you soon, baby, and by then, I'll be able to look into your stunning eyes. I can't wait for that. If I don't make it back...don't worry. Mr Stark and Happy will look after you. May will too once you've fully recovered. All I ask if I don't come back is that you don't forget me. It's not fair to ask you to hold onto me if I don't come back, but at least remember me. That's all I ask for. I don't want to be forgotten." He choked and shook his head. He squeezed his eyes shut and looked down as more tears left his eyes, his heart numb at the fact that he really was saying goodbye to Y/N. Saying goodbye to the love of his life.

"That's all I have to say, baby, but I love you. Please, never forget how much I loved you." He choked before standing up. He leant down and gently pressed his lips to her mouth, his tears dripping onto her perfect skin before he stood back up. He took a deep breath before pulling his mask on and leaving the room. He started to head out of the Tower, his jaw clenched and his hands tightened into fists as he started to go after The Vulture. For what he was determined would be the last time.