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Peter was crouched beside the burnt figure of his mentor. There was fire burning nearby, but everyone in the emptying battlefield knew that in fact, these burns weren’t from the flames. No, these burns weren’t the kind you get from the stovetop but rather the burns inflicted upon a person whenever they made the foolish decision to use the infinity stones.Or maybe it was the only decision. The only one that they liked at least.“No…Mr. Stark. This can’t be how it ends. Please. Please. Please. You said we’d figure this out, Mr. Stark.” Peter’s body was trembling. His suit was torn to shreds and anyone could see the gashes in his face and sides. But the kid was still remarkably unshaken by the physical, it was the thought of being without Tony that scared him most of all.The people behind the sixteen year old and the billionaire noticed that the dim crystals had began to glow again, like they had just before Tony snapped. Steve and Sam shared a look over the head of Wanda.“What’s going on with…the stones?” The eldest on the field asked his left hand man.“I…don’t know. Ask the wizard.” The man wearing robotic wings jerked them in the general direction of Doctor Strange.“Sorcerer. And I…I’m not entirely sure either.” Stephen Strange was scared to move as if one wrong movement would kill the glow emanating from the stones.Peter laid his head against the elder’s chest. “Please! Mr. Stark. I’m not tough enough to handle this on my own…I need my mentor. I need you. I need my dad…” Peter was now starting to cry harder. It was hard to not sympathize with the kid.“Please,” Steve started, stepping towards the man he’d once fought so valiantly against. But that was three years ago. This Tony and that Tony weren’t comparable.“Please.” The Falcon echoed, stepping up to join the slowly forming circle of Avengers. .“Please.” Pepper echoed.Clint stepped up, standing with his shoulders pressed between a large piece of metal from an airplane and Wanda. “Please.” He repeated after everyone else, his eyes brimming with tears.Scott stepped up next, putting himself beside Sam.“Please, Mr. Stark. I mean I don’t know you well…but do it for the kid. Come back to us…” Ant-man touched the metal directly above Tony.Before long, all the living avengers were surrounding the body of the billionaire that started this all.Finally, the stones let out a loud buzz, and a small blast of white light temporarily blinded Peter. “Ow…” Peter mumbled while rubbing his eyes.“Parker- what’re you doing-““MR. STARK!” The kid’s arms in an instant became a tight metal band around his mentor’s ribs.“Careful…careful kid.” Tony groaned slightly, his hand going up to the hair of Peter Parker.Tony leaned back slightly, but immediately regretted when a jolt of pain, bright and intense, shot up his back. “Careful, Tony.” Banner warned in the softer voice Hulk could manage. He was a smarter version of Hulk, yes, but soft wasn’t something the gamma infused scientist was too skilled to as the Jolly Green Giant.“You’re back…Mr. Stark!!!” Peter’s happiness was infectious. It had always been that way, but it seemed more potent right now. He had a lot to be happy about. “Don’t die on me ever again. If you die on me again I’m gonna revive you just to slaughter you again!” Peter’s head was resting on the arc reactor.“Okay, Underoos. Just be gentle with me, okay?” Tony pressed a kiss to Peter’s hair.“Morgan’s gonna be so happy you’re alive, both of you.” Pepper murmured as her hand rubbed her husband’s and his mentee’s shoulder.