memories bring back memories bring back you

by THATbook_nerd

Summary:

After Endgame, Peter is kidnapped on his way home from a friend's house. The Avengers find him. However, he is not the Peter they once knew.

Chapter 1: Chapter 1

12/02/13

It had been one month and eleven days since Peter was last seen walking home from a friend's New Year's party. The Avengers had been searching tirelessly for him and had no sign. Everyone was worried, but none more so than Steve and Bucky, who had been taking care of Peter since Tony died in the battle with Thanos.

Nat had been scouring every security camera, every news feed, but nothing turned up. Spider-Man was officially gone.

15/02/13

Nothing had turned up. Peter was still missing. Bucky had broken five lamps and one chair. Steve had locked himself away and was seeing no one. Everyone had pretty much given up hope.

16/02/13
"We found something!" Nat yelled as the others ran through the halls of the compound to where she sat at a desk surrounded by monitors, staring at the largest one in the centre.

A man with a Guy Fawkes mask stood in the middle of what appeared to be an abandoned warehouse. "Avengers," the man said, voice muffled behind his mask ", I believe I have something you want." He held up a bloodied Spider-Man mask. There was a sharp intake of breath, and all those present turned to stare at Bucky, the doorframe almost buckling beneath his grip, Steve's hand tight on his shoulder, gripping his partner in what appeared to be a painful restraint. Both super soldiers looked as if they were trying to stop themselves from flying at the screen.

"Be at this address tomorrow at midnight, and maybe I'll tell you what I know." The screen went blank, the Avengers' horrified expressions reflected in it.

"Well, I guess we know where we'll be tomorrow night." Bucky's hoarse voice sounded clearly across the silent room as he made to clutch at his neck where his dog tags usually hung. But they weren't there anymore, Peter had them.

As he turned and strode away, angry footsteps punctuating the otherwise silent corridors, he pushed back burning tears. He had to be strong for the kid, for Peter.

17/02/13
11:59 pm

Bucky and Steve stood at the entrance of the warehouse, shown from the address, Bucky with so many knives he didn't even know where they all were, and Steve with the shield strapped to his back. The rest of the Avengers were spread strategically around the site. At midnight on the dot, the door opened and the pair strode in, Bucky prickling with barely contained rage. There, in the centre of the room, was the man from the video, his mask gleaming slightly in the dark. "Captain America. Sergeant Barnes. I have waited a long time to finally meet you, and now I have to say I'm underwhelmed."

"Cut the bullshit. Where's Peter!" Bucky yelled, firing his gun at the masked figure's leg. It fell to the floor with a harmless ding.

"Tsk, tsk, Sergeant Barnes, I thought you had more self-control than this. This is just a hologram. I thought I would pop in to meet you and then leave. I have to admit, I've had fun with my new toy, but I think it's time to say goodbye. I hope we meet again in the future." With that, he blinked out of existence, leaving nothing behind.

The lights flashed on, illuminating a cage in the centre of the room. The pair rushed forward to see Peter in a cage obviously too small for him, wearing only his tattered Spider-Man suit, covered in blood, Bucky's dog tags glinting from around his neck.

"Shit. Peter! Peter!" Bucky shouted as Steve used his shield to hit the lock off the door and it fell to the ground with a clang, echoing in the empty space

Chapter 2: Chapter 2

Summary:

After bringing Peter back to the tower, things don't go as well as they hoped.

Notes:

Should have put this on this first chapter.
First attempt at this, probs will be very bad
Don't hate me :)

Bucky carefully pulled Peter out of the tiny cage and held him closely to his chest. "Peter. Peter, can you hear me?". The boy let out a little groan but said nothing.

"Steve, call Bruce, we need to get him back to the Tower." his voice rang hoarse in the echoing space, punctuated only by Peter's shallow breaths. Steve got to his feet, holding out his arms for Peter. The kid was carefully passed over and cradled like something precious. Nat had managed to get the doors open, and the two super soldiers ran outside into the freezing air.

The Quinjet was parked in the bay beside the warehouse and the bay doors were open. Sam stood there, one hand on the ceiling, watching with wide eyes as the pair walked towards him, Steve cradling Peter and Bucky with a murderous look in his eyes. They walked onto the Quinjet, Nat following them. Steve carefully settled into one of the seats, carefully avoiding bumping Peter on anything. The kid shifted slightly but other than that showed no signs of life.

The group arrived back at the Tower with Bruce standing on the deck, wringing his hands with Dr Cho and a hospital bed next to them. No sooner had the jet landed Peter started shaking, jerking wildly.

"He's seizing!" Steve yelled and ran down the ramp with him to carefully put him on the bed. The group ran through the Tower to the Medbay when Bruce and Helen slammed the door in front of Steve and Bucky.

There was nothing left to do but wait.

18/02/13
6:00am
Bucky sat in a plastic uncomfortable chair in the makeshift waiting room, his head in his hands, his fingers clutching at the strands with more than enough force to rip them out. Steve was pacing, and had been for the past half hour when Bruce came out of the door, hands twitching and bags under his eyes. The pair stopped and looked at him. Hoping, praying that he was just tired, that Peter was still alive.

"He's fine," were the first words out of the doctor's mouth, "A few broken ribs and multiple first degree burns. However, due to a few hairline fractures on his skull we have had to put him in a medically induced coma till his body has healed.". The pair stood there in shock. "There is something else as well. There have been multiple ... problems caused to the vocal chords that Peter may not be able to speak for a few months."

Both men stared at Bruce with tears in their eyes. Peter was alive

Notes:

Sorry about this my GCSEs are very hectic. Hope ya'll are enjoying this. Sorry not sorry for what I'm doing :)

Chapter 3: Chapter 3

Summary:

Peter is still in a coma. For now ....

Notes:

Hey. currently in the middle of my GCSEs please don't hate me for the abysmalness that is my writing :)

It had been three days since Bruce had put Peter into a coma. Steve had sat by Bucky's side for all of them, his hand wrapped around Bucky's metal one ,watching Peter's chest slowly rise and fall with each laboured breath. He had always been skinny but since being found in the warehouse, they could see each broken rib. The pair had a total of 6 hours sleep between them and Steve had sat there for three days with Bucky beside him, eyes watering as they watched Peter lie there, before Cho had thrown them out to go shower, eat and sleep.

They had barely made it back to their apartment before Bucky broke down, messy raw tears spilling out from his eyes as he collapsed in Steve's arms on the bed soaking Steve's shirt with his noisy sobs. He held Bucky till the man fell asleep, shaking sobs becoming soft snores and Steve lay there, looking at the ceiling in a shirt soaked through with Bucky's tears.

When Steve woke up, his shirt was dry and Bucky was gone. Steve knew his partner had headed back for another day of sitting with Peter and went to find some of the others. The Tower was quiet in the morning as he strode through the hallways towards the common room. He knew Rhodey and Sam were on a mission somewhere, Clint was probably sleeping and Bruce was with Peter in the Medbay. He turned the corner and found Nat sitting on the sofa chatting in rapid fire Russian down the phone to someone at the other end and Wanda at the stove humming Schuyler Sisters (damn, Clint never should have taken her to go see Hamilton) and making pancakes. She paused her humming only for a moment to give him a sad smile and hand him a cup of milky tea. He headed over to the couch and sat down at the end of it just as Nat said "Да. Прощай, Елена." and hung up the phone.

"All good ?" he asked

"Yelena's coming to stay here for a while" she replied

Steve knew very little about Natasha's sister but got the general gist that she was a shorter, blonder version of Natasha who liked vests with pockets, called Nat a 'poser' and was very proficient in the art of assassinating. He was going to have a very interesting few days with her there. "How's my Маленький паук ?" Nat asked, dragging Steve back to reality. He smiled at Nat's pet name for Peter, since Pete's Aunt May had died Nat had taken the maternal spot in Peter's life as the scary Russian Vodka Aunt.

"He's doing well. Bruce has found a new kind of surgery to help fix his vocal chords. He's going under today." Steve paused for a minute and thought "Have you found anything more on who took Peter ?"

Nat smiled, "That I can give you some good news on. The warehouse had been bought under the name of Stark Industries."

"So it's an employee ?"

"Has to have been a former one or else someone would have realised. I'm going to talk to Happy about who knew Peter was Spiderman". Before Steve could say anything his phone rang, an incessant rendition of the Star Spangled Banner that Sam had changed his ringtone to.

"Still can't figure out how to change it back ?" Nat asked

Steve laughed and picked up the call "All okay Buck ?"

"Steve something's happened with the surgery. You need to get down here now." Steve hung up.

"Is everything okay ?" Nat asked, a worried look on her face.

"Somethings happened with Peter."

The pair leapt up from the sofa and ran through the door with Wanda close behind them. In the Medbay Bucky was pacing to and fro, pulling at his nape with his metal hand and scratching at his chest with his flesh one. Steve knew what was happening, that Bucky was spacing out, going to a darker place. He carefully pulled his partner's hand away from his neck and chest, rubbing the abused spot on the back of his neck carefully. Bruce stood in the corner wringing his hands. "Bruce what happened?" Nat asked

Bruce swallowed, "We managed to fix Peter's vocal chords but we found something in the post-op x-ray that we missed before. There's a piece of metal in Peter's spine. Whilst moving around it's dug into the nervous system and caused temporary paralysis."

Steve looked at him in shock "Can you fix it ?"

"Not me, not here. " Bruce replied, still twisting his hands and looking at the floor.

Now Steve knew why Bucky had retreated back into the darker corners of his mind. If they couldn't find somewhere, someone fast then Peter wouldn't be able to walk again. He couldn't be Spiderman again. They had to find someone who could do this. "But is Peter okay ?" he asked.

"He should be waking up soon if you want to go see him."

Steve took Bucky's hand in his and led him down the corridor to Peter's room. As they pushed through the door, the hinges squeaked and they saw a dishevelled figure poke their head up from under the blankets. "Bucky ? " Peter's hoarse voice rasped. Bucky dropped Steve's hand and rushed forward to sit on the bed next to the kid. Steve followed carefully. Bucky was arranging the pillows and helping Peter to sit up straight. Steve took Peter's frail hand in his and smiled, tears pricking his eyes.

"You're awake." he said before enveloping both the man he loved and the boy they called their own in a hug.

Notes:

Wanda is a Hamilfan :D!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Guesses for who took Peter.
Hope you're liking this
P.S we will be taking a little trip soon. Guesses as to where

Да. Прощай, Елена. = Yes. Goodbye Yelena
Маленький паук = Baby Spider

Chapter 4

Notes:

rlly hope you're enjoying this

Even after Peter woke up, neither Steve nor Bucky left his side. The pair sat there, carefully watching Peter as he slept and then talking gently when he was awake. They hadn't told him about what had happened with the surgery but were prepared to do whatever it took to help him. They had discussed at length where to go to get Peter help. After spending hours talking to the other Avengers, Bucky came up with an idea.

"Hey Peter. We have something to tell you,". The kid struggled to sit up and Bucky helped manoeuvre his pillows, the entire ordeal took no less than a minute but Peter looked so tired by the end of it that he just lent against Bucky, eyes drooping slightly.

"There was a complication with the surgery and Bruce found a piece of metal in your spine. It doesn't look good but we know where you can go to get treatment."

Peter stiffened as he spoke, hand reaching out over the blankets to grasp Bucky's. Steve watched but didn't say a word, he moved himself to lean against the wall like Bucky, and Pete became sandwiched in between the two super soldiers. Steve reached up and carded his hand through Peter's hair, the boy's head lolling against his shoulder.

"Where we goin'? " asked Peter sluggishly, voice wavering as sleep tugged at the corners of his mind.

"We'll tell you tomorrow. Now get some rest." Steve led Bucky out of the room as Peter slumped against the pillows, absolutely defeated by the few words he'd uttered, snoring gently.

Bucky wrapped his arms around Steve in the darkened hallway, burying his head in the crook of his partner's neck, he hadn't slept in days. Steve carefully picked him up and carried him down to their shared apartment. Before long they were asleep.

The doors slid open silently and a figure all in black entered the compound.

-

Bruce had given Peter the all clear to leave the Medbay but as long as Bucky and Steve were with him and he was in a wheelchair. Early in the morning, the group were wandering through the hallway to the common area, ready to celebrate Peter's first day out and about (to an extent). They wheeled him to the entrance of a darkened common room and flicked on the lights to reveal someone dressed all in black lying on the sofa. Peter yelled, Steve swore and Bucky threw a knife. The figure leapt over the back of the sofa, Nat rushed in through the door holding a pistol and Bucky's knife impaled a cushion.

Angry Russian yelling spewed up from behind the sofa "Что за чертовщина, Нат?".

"успокойся, Елена" Nat replied, rubbing her hand over her face and placing the gun on a side table. By this time, the rest of the Avengers had arrived in the kitchen, Sam with his fists raised, Wanda with red smoke around her hands and Clint wearing Hello Kitty trousers and holding what appeared to be a taser.

"Everyone, this is my sister Yelena," Nat said to the room at large and then to her sister, "Вытащи свою задницу оттуда". Yelena's head popped out from behind the sofa, blonde hair in a messy plait and eyeliner smeared. Even looking bedraggled and in Nat's old clothes, she looked like she could kill them all without breaking a sweat.

"Hello everyone," she said in heavily accented English, "it's lovely to meet you, sorry I scared you and please may I have some goddamn coffee."

Steve raised an eyebrow and held out his hand "Steve Rogers. It's nice to meet you.". Nat snorted over by the coffee machine and Yelena looked him up and down as if questioning the audacity he had to approach her. She took his hand and shook it

"Nice to meet you Mr America."

Nat laughed as she walked over from the kitchenette, handing a cup of bitter looking coffee to Yelena and a hot chocolate to Peter. By this time Clint had disappeared back to bed, Wanda was perched on the edge of the counter and Sam was making scrambled eggs. Bucky helped roll Peter over to the table and moved him onto a chair, Wanda, Steve, Nat, Yelena and Bucky all sat down as Sam walked over with a pan.

"Ok this is the extent of my contribution to breakfast so you can make the rest yourselves,". He placed the pan in the centre of the table and went to grab the plates. As he passed back he ruffled Peter's hair "It's nice to see you up and about Pete, you gave us quite a scare."

"When did you get back?" Steve asked him, passing a plate down to Bucky

"Just last night. Got no sleep whatsoever since someone decided to yell down the tower at the asscrack of dawn."

Peter giggled nervously into his plate and Nat stared amusedly at them. Yelena lifted her eyebrows and went back to eating.

"That reminds me," Nat said, "You are all relatively civilised people so please can the rest of introduce yourselves to the wonderous ball of bitchiness that is my sister. She already knows and hates Clint and Steve has already made the proper introductions. At least one of you was raised right."

"I'm Sam it's nice to meet you"

"Wanda"

"Hi I'm Peter Parker"

"Bucky stop staring at your eggs they've done nothing to you and please be polite."

" 'm Bucky"

"Lovely, introductions have been made, now onto the next order of business. When do the three of you leave? " Nat asked, a gleam in her eye

"After breakfast."

Peter looked up with wide eyes, "But I haven't packed and I still don't know where we're going."

"Steve packed you an overnight bag and you will see when we get there."

Peter laughed and the rest of the meal passed in relative quiet.

-

The group (including Clint who had been dragged out of bed by Nat) watched Steve and Bucky move a few overnight bags onto the Quinjet as Peter, with ear defenders around his neck and grasping a stress ball said goodbye to everyone. He shook hands with Sam and high fived Wanda and Clint. Nat lent down so he could wrap his arms around her neck. "Goodbye my Маленький паук. Come back with a fully working spine or don't come back at all." she said with a smile in her voice.

"I understand. See you soon Nat."

Peter rolled past them and up the gangway of the jet. Steve made sure the chair was bolted in tightly then sat next to Peter, remining him to pull up his ear defenders. Bucky sat at the front and pushed the throttle forwards. The jet rose into the air and flew away, leaving their friends little more than ants on the helipad.

-

After half a day of flying, they were gliding over the largest jungle Peter had ever seen (not that he had seen any before) and all of a sudden stopped. Bucky hovered over the trees, a look of confusion on his face when a woman's voice came over the radio. "Unauthorised aircraft please identify yourself and state your business hear."

"Sergeant James Buchanan Barnes, here to see the king."

The radio went silent for a second then the woman came back online and with a smile in her voice said "Hello White Wolf. It's good to see you again"

The barrier opened and Peter saw huge towers and beautiful nature everywhere, as if the nature and buildings were all one big organism. The jet flew above the city and came down to land on a helipad outside a glass building. Steve unbolted Peter from the floor as Bucky opened the bay doors and strode off the plane.

Four people stood waiting for them: a man in purple clothes and silver necklace, a woman in stately looking robes, a woman holding a very sharp spear and a girl around Peter's age wearing a white dress who was bouncing on the balls of her feet and grinning. The man opened his mouth but before he could formally welcome them, Shuri ran forward towards Bucky.

"Barnes!"

"Shuri!" he grabbed her in an almost bone crushing hug

"There's my favourite white boy!"

"I missed you too kiddo, " Bucky before releasing her and walking over to King T'challa. He inclined his head slightly before taking his hand and shaking it.

"Thank you for having us here again Your Majesty,". Steve followed behind him, leaving Peter bemused by the ramp to the plane.

Bucky approached the other two women "General it is nice to see you again. You also Queen Ramonda."

"You as well Sergeant"

"Thank you for coming back White Wolf."

Bucky saw Peter looking a bit dazed and headed over, crouching to whisper to him. "These people helped me when I stayed here. Trust me this is the best care you could ever get."

Peter nodded and wheeled himself over. He gave a little bob of the head to T'challa as Bucky explained to Queen Ramonda and General Okoye why they were there.

"This is Peter," he and Steve came to stand beside him, resting a hand on his shoulder "he's our son,"

"Welcome to Wakanda, Peter."

Notes:

I think the story is going well so far
We are in Wakanda and I'd like to think Bucky and Shuri became really close friends while he was there. Their interaction was inspired by this fanart. https://uk.pinterest.com/pin/926686061076185456/

Also Bucky calling Peter their son. AWWWWWWWWWWWWWW

Что за чертовщина, Нат? = What the hell Nat?
успокойся, Елена = Calm down Yelena
Вытащи свою задницу оттуда = Get your ass out from there
Маленький паук = Baby Spider

Chapter 5: Chapter 5

Notes:

I am halfway through my exams :D have not been this happy for ages.
Hope you are liking the story

Peter had been in Wakanda for all of 10 minutes and he already become best friends with Shuri, as Steve and Bucky moved bags up to the guest apartments, the two kids sat on a wall outside the palace, Shuri kicking her legs and laughing as Peter spoke animatedly about the inventions he had made. Bucky smiled, the two were getting along better than he had hoped. Steve came up behind him and lent his chin on Bucky's shoulder.

"Penny for your thoughts?" Steve asked

"He's so happy here. It's like the kidnapping didn't happen,". His face darkened and Steve spun him round to face him.

"Hey, we don't think about that. Let's head down there and you and Shuri can show us two around". Bucky nodded and the pair headed downstairs, holding hands.

-

Peter looked around in wonder at the vast number of different people filling the streets of the city. He carefully wheeled his way through them, Shuri walking beside him, offering smiles and handshakes to everyone. He turned his head back to see how Steve and Bucky were doing. Steve was looking around with the same amazement as Peter and Bucky... well Peter had never seen the former assassin so happy as he walked through the streets, smiling at people who recognised him.

The streets twisted and wound and soon the group came to the outskirts of the city, the sun shining down on them so bright they had to squint up to look around. The fields were mostly empty save for a small hut down the hill from where they stood.

"Is that where you lived?" Peter asked Bucky, turning round to look at the man.

"Yes, it was" Bucky replied, a calming smile on his face.

"You need to show us it then!"

Laughing, Shuri carefully wheeled Peter down the steep hill, Bucky and Steve following close behind them. As the small building came into view, Peter heard bleats of animals and strangely, whispering but he pushed it to the back of his mind and continued down to the house. As the group came into the yard, a group of children leapt up from behind a shed holding a crudely made sign daubed with symbols. They ran towards Bucky with smiles on their faces.

"What does the sign say?" Steve whispered to Shuri.

"Welcome home White Wolf" she said with a smile in her voice.

The children crowded round Bucky who was forced to drop Steve's hand and crouch down among them to take hug upon hug and return them in turn. Both Steve and Peter turned to Shuri.

"While he was here Sergeant Barnes became a hit with the children, they came by every day to see him look after the goats. He told them a lot about you two you know."

One of the children turned their head and realized who stood behind them. He shouted and ran over to Peter and stood staring at him, head tilted slightly. He asked "Are you Spiderman?"

"Yes" Peter replied.

The boy gave him a hug and said "Thank you "

Peter felt tears brim as he accepted the hug when the moment was interrupted by a shrill ringing from Shuri's pocket. She picked up her phone and greeted whoever was on the other end. "OK we are on our way"

"That was my brother," she said to the group, "The surgery is ready and we should head up there now"

Peter froze and the fear was clear on his face his eyes went wide and his mind began whirring, thinking of all the things that might go wrong and began hyperventilating. Steve crouched down in front of him and Bucky carefully peeled the children off his arm and came to crouch next to Steve. Shuri carefully hustled the children back up the hill, calling that she'd meet them back at the hospital.

Peter looked up and saw the two super soldiers looking at him with concern. He broke down and felt a Bucky's cold metal hand reaching up to wipe away his tears. Steve carefully took Peter's hand and placed it on his chest letting the boy feel his breaths steadily going in and out. "Peter it will be ok, we will be there with you until it starts and we will still be there watching even then," Bucky said with a finality as if daring Peter to argue with him.

The trio sat there for a few minutes before Peter's breathing calmed and they started walking up the hill. They had barely left the yard when the boy who had hugged Peter earlier came running over and squeezed his way between Peter and Bucky. He took Peter's hand as the group headed up towards the hospital. The boy stayed with them until they pushed through the doors before wrapping Peter in one the largest hugs he had ever received and saying "Thank you for everything. I hope you get better soon"

-

Peter sat upright as the anaesthesiologist withdrew the needle but he could already feel his eyes slowly closing as Steve and Bucky sat on either side of him, holding his hands. "Goodbye Pops," he said "Goodbye папа" He shut his eyes and slept, loosening his grip on the pairs' hands. He slumped against his pillows, snoring gently; Bucky's eyes welled up as he thought back to all the times he had interrupted Peter and Nat in the middle of Russian lessons, was this what he had been learning to say? He carefully pulled off his dog tags and draped them around Peter's neck. He gently kissed Peter's forehead then got up to go stand over by the door, Steve followed behind him, eyes prickling with tears. As Peter was wheeled through to the surgery, Steve's phone rang.

"Hey Nat" he answered

"Steve we have news about the kidnapping. Pepper and Happy said the only old staff member who knew anything was a man named Quentin Beck. Me and Yelena went to his apartment and found a receipt for a chartered plane. We think he's coming to Wakanda"

-

TWO DAYS LATER

The operation had been successful and Peter was slowly regaining his ability to walk again. Shuri had helped him through physical therapy and he was now stumbling through the corridors on crutches. He, Steve and Bucky were sitting on a bench outside the palace when T'challa came out with a worried look on his face.

"Someone has hacked our security and Shuri says they have opened a part of the barrier."

"It's Beck. Bucky take Peter up to the room, you didn't bring any weapons did you?"

"Just my knife"

Bucky helped Peter to his feet and the boy hobbled through the corridor towards the room they had stayed in. Bucky pulled Steve round to face him, "I will call you if anything happens". He kissed Steve and then took off running after his son.

Steve, T'challa, the Dora Milaje and the Border Tribe ran across the fields toward the barrier as vaguely humanoid shapes streamed through the gap, they appeared to be robots, like Tony's old Iron Legion. They rushed in but the more they destroyed, still more streamed through the gap in the barrier. They had hardly been fighting for half an hour when Shuri's voice came through Steve's earpiece.

"Captain Rogers. The cameras on your floor glitched for a moment but I managed to get them back, but the door to your room is open. I think someone is in there."

Steve touched his earpiece and said "Bucky?". There was no reply. Steve's face blanched and he looked over at T'challa.

"Go Captain," he said "we can fend them off"

Steve ran.

-

Meanwhile, Peter sat with Bucky on the bed, hands worrying at the sleeves of his hoodie; Bucky rubbed his back, reassuring Peter that he was still there and that it was still ok. "папа I'm scared. Is Pops going to be ok?". Bucky raised his hand and carded it through Peter's hair before wrapping his arm around the boy's shoulders and pulling him closer. They sat like that for a few minutes before a crash echoed and the door caved in. Peter screamed and Bucky covered the boy's body with his own. The man who had taken Peter came in, the same mask on his face. He held up a gun and shot Bucky, once in the flesh shoulder and once in the metal one. He hit the joint and his arm fell off, hitting the floor with a clang. Bucky collapsed with a half strangled yell onto the floor and Peter slithered off the bed to sit next to him. Blood was blossoming from Bucky's shoulder and Peter pulled off his hoodie to try and stem the blood.

"I've been waiting for this opportunity to speak with you again, both of you"

Bucky pressed the earpiece "Steve you there?"

"Terribly sorry Sergeant Barnes, but Captain America can't hear you. No one can.", he pointed to a watch on his wrist, "this is a localised EMP forcefield, it shuts off any electronic device in its immediate vicinity." . All the blood drained from Bucky and Peter's faces.

"I have to ask you Sergeant, have you wondered why Peter hasn't had any nightmares, why he hasn't woke up screaming with memories of his time with me? It's really quite simple actually," he said "I simply told him to forget about it."

No one said anything.

"We found a way to force Peter to suppress his memories right before we gave him back. As a parting gift." He said. Pulling a small plastic box from his pocket "This little object was instrumental to the process. It's a transmitter. It can cause the most excruciating pain ever felt if you don't follow the rules" Bucky felt Peter stiffen beside him, "Conditioning, or training if you will. Learn the rules and stay safe. Break the rules and be punished". Bucky felt anger bubbling up inside him "Would you like a demonstration?"

The man pressed the button and Peter fell to the ground shaking, a low keening escaping from his throat. Bucky leapt forward to try and pick Peter up but the arm twinged and he fell back against the bedframe. The man took his finger off the button and Peter lay there on the ground, shaking. He lifted his head slightly and the man beckoned him forwards. Peter staggered to his feet and dragged his weary legs across the floor to the man. Bucky heard the gentle pad of footsteps down the hall. Steve! However, the man must have heard also as he pulled up his mask to reveal his face and a deranged smile.

"Before I unfortunately have to leave, I have a parting gift for you," the man pulled out a syringe and stabbed it into Peter's neck, the man didn't even flinch as the liquid entered Peter's bloodstream. His eyes flickered and he crumpled onto the floor just as Steve appeared at the door and shot the man straight through the head.

"Not my family you bastard"

"Steve!" Bucky shouted, "get Peter!"

Steve picked up Peter and carefully made his way over to Bucky, he leaned their kid carefully against his chest before picking up Bucky's arm and gently reattaching it.

"How's your arm?"

"It's almost healed, thank God for the serum". Steve smiled at his partner and cradled Peter even closer to his chest.

"We need to go home."

-

Bucky shook hands with T'challa "Thank you for having us Your Majesty," "You are welcome White Wolf, I am sorry such things happened while you were here." He hugged Shuri and walked over to Steve who stood off to the side holding Peter. The ex-assassin had tears in his eyes. Bucky carefully took Peter out of Steve's arms to head up into the Quinjet and carefully sit down as his partner entered the cockpit and took off. Bucky brushed Peter's hair off his forehead and felt a deep emptiness in his stomach. What if he never woke up?

The group arrived back at the compound to Nat standing there with a worried look on her face, "Is he ok?"

"We don't know yet" Bucky replied "He hasn't woken up yet."

The group wound its way through the corridors to the medical bay, which was almost becoming Peter's second home. They carefully laid him down on a bed and sat there watching him for any signs of life. It had been almost three hour before he opened his eyes again. He looked confused and flinched as if the light hurt him. Bruce called out "Friday dim the lights please". The noise seemed to awaken the two super soldiers who sat bolt upright to look at the kid.

"Peter?", the boy said nothing but turned to look at Bucky. It was as if he didn't recognise his own name.

"Do you recognise us?"

He shook his head.

"Nat can you go grab Wanda please," Bucky asked, a hint of worry in his voice. Natasha ran off and a few minutes later returned with Wanda who wore a concerned look on her face.

"What's up?" she asked.

"Can you check Peter's memories to see if there's anything"

Wanda's eyes glowed red and she reached a hand out as if the memories were tangible and she could simply grab them. She grabbed their hands and pulled them into a corner. "There's nothing about any of us here", she said "I might be able to do something but I'd have to call in some favours from others,".

Both Bucky and Steve stared at Peter who just sat there, saying nothing. He didn't, he couldn't remember them.

Notes:

The reason for the title.
I am so happy to think that there are some of you following along with the story and actually enjoying it. Your kudos means the world to me

Also I am massive fan of Divergent and think they used a slightly watered down Abnegation serum on Peter.

PS Quentin is a bitch

PPS was thinking of incorporating characters from Agatha All Along to come help Wanda help Peter. Let me know what you think

папа = papa

Chapter 6: Chapter 6

Summary:

The lights were too bright, the room too loud and his head too sore. He carefully opened his eyes but the bright lights made him flinch back into the bed, [it must be a bed, but Sir doesn't let him sleep on beds. Where is he?]

Notes:

Hope you are all enjoying this.

This one is mainly from Peter's perspective. The square brackets indicate his compulsive thoughts/ training from beck.

Please can I have some input on whether or no to bring more witches into this. I am running on fumes here xx

The lights were too bright, the room too loud and his head too sore. He carefully opened his eyes but the bright lights made him flinch back into the bed, [it must be a bed, but Sir doesn't let him sleep on beds. Where is he?]

He heard a deep voice saying "Friday dim the lights please". [Who was that, who was Friday, what was happening?] The light became less intense and he could make out a man with glasses and a lab coat standing off to the side with a woman with red hair and black clothes. [the room was too bright, too clean to be anywhere that Sir had kept him] He turned his head and saw two men sitting next to him. One had blonde hair and held the hand of the other man who had long black hair and a metal arm. The one with the metal arm saw he was awake and sat bolt upright, arm flashing in the sun. The sudden movement made him try and crawl backwards into the pillows. The man reached forward and said something, a name.

"Peter,"

[that can't be you, you don't have a name] so he just sat there and looked confusedly at the man. The blonde one also looked at him "Peter, do you recognise us?". [what was he supposed to say? Was he meant to be honest or lie?] He carefully shook his head at the man. Both men looked shocked, the black haired one called out to the woman to go get someone called Wanda. The men sat there and stared at him in confusion and what looked like horror. The red haired lady came back in soon after with another woman, younger than her, in tow.

"Peter," the blonde man said [why were they calling him that? It wasn't his name. He didn't have a name], "this is Wanda. She is going to try and help you". He sat there, still as a statue as the woman, Wanda, reached forward with scarlet mist wreathing her fingertips. He felt a soft pulsing behind his eyes, like someone was probing his brain with their fingers. He shuddered but couldn't say anything [you haven't been told you can speak, you shouldn't speak without permission]. The black haired man sensed his discomfort and asked Wanda to stop. The probing fingers withdrew and the group moved over to a corner to talk. The boy tucked himself backwards into the pillows, trying to almost vanish into the wall. The four people talked for a few minutes and then the black haired man came over and sat on the bed next to him.

"What's your name?" the man asked. [should you speak? you haven't been given permission] the man seemed to realise this and said "You can speak if you want"

"I don't have one", [why was he asking? toys didn't have names, they don't get names]

"What did they call you before"

"I didn't have a name before"

"Why?"

"Toys don't get names", the man sat there and stared as if this was a concept foreign to him

"Well we are going to call you Peter if that is ok.", the boy sat there and rolled the name around inside his head. It sounded nice but he didn't know if he could keep it.

"Can I keep it?"

"Of course Peter," the man responded as if it was an obvious thing that he should keep a name [but names are privileges, toys don't get names, only people get names]

"What do I call you?" Peter asked

"My name is Bucky," the man said, Peter stared at him.

"Do you work with Sir?"

"No Peter,"

Peter visibly relaxed, maybe he was actually safe here away from Sir and the small dank room he had been kept in for days on end. A man with tattoos on his arm and a hearing aid came and sat by his bed. He asked "Peter, do you remember anything from where you had been kept?"

Peter froze, his eyes flicked from side to side rapidly and his breathing sped up. Behind his eyes flashed images of dimly lit rooms, blood stains on the floor, dirty ropes piled up in the corners, a pulsating pain like nothing he had ever experienced and underneath it all, Sir's mocking laugh and questioning "Where are you going little toy? Don't you know it's time to play?". Peter started scratching at his chest, his only way of grounding himself back to reality, the sharp, sudden pains pulling him back to where he sat on a clean white bed, Bucky's metal arm glinting in the artificial light as he reached out towards the boy. Suddenly instinct took over.

"Don't touch me! " Peter yelled, pulling away and trying to push backwards into the wall. His eyes spun wildly around the room, his breathing became fast and shallow, his body trembling with uncontrollable fear. All he could see was Sir's hands reaching out towards him "come on little toy it's time to play" [no no no no it's not time to play it's not it's not it's not no no no no no].

"I'm not going to hurt you маленький" Bucky said, gently taking Peter's hand in his own and holding it firmly. He looked up at the man with watery eyes, "Listen to me Pete, you're safe and he isn't, he can't hurt you again. I'm here right now. Trust me, I won't let anybody hurt you. "

Bucky looked like he half expected Peter to yank his hand away in his panic, but he didn't - instead Peter relaxed a little, tears threating to spill over his eyelids [no don't cry, crying is not allowed, no one said you can cry you're not allowed to cry] and let out a breath. "I..."

"It's okay," Bucky said, smiled and pulled the kid into a hug he didn't resist "It's okay, I'm here". He pulled back and saw the boy barely holding back tears "What's wrong"

“I-I’m not all-lowed to cry.” Peter coughs out in between sobs.

Bucky holds him a little tighter, “You’re a kid who’s been tortured by a madman for so long and made your way back to us, you, of all people, are allowed to cry.”

This seemed to break the hold Peter was keeping on himself. He cried, pouring his eyes out onto Bucky's shirt, letting himself finally feel sadness for the first time in so so long.

"You're safe Peter"

-

The pair sat like that for a while, Peter sobbing into Bucky's shirt, soaking it with noisy tears while the older man held him with a constant stream of "It's okay маленький. We'll look after you." soothing the crying boy into a state of almost calm. Peter slowly drifted off to sleep and heard the careful padding of Bucky leaving the room.

The dreams were quiet at first but soon they led Peter back down through his mind, into the deep recesses of his memories. He heard the mocking laughter "little toy come out to plaay". He shook his head from side to side, sweat beading at his forehead, trying to escape the thoughts. His eyes shot wide open, seeing nothing but a dark room, the sound of rain echoing inside his head and a chill spreading through the room and his bones. He was back in the room [they said you weren't going back that Sir couldn't get you that you were safe that you were safe that you were safe]. He carefully crawled off the bed and looked for somewhere to hide before Sir arrived. He found a corner behind a cupboard and curled into the tiniest ball he could make trying to hide from what was inevitably Sir coming down the hallway. He had to make it stop he had to, Peter started hitting his head against the wall trying to make it stop. [maybe if you hurt yourself Sir wouldn't have to maybe he would let you sleep maybe we wouldn't have to play]. The repeated motion was the only constant he could focus on until it was interrupted by someone grasping his arms to pull him away.

"...Ter.. Peter Peter!"

Peter shrank back, lifting his hands up "Sorry Sir it won't happen again, sorry, sorry, sorry"

"Peter," a softer voice said, cutting through the endless waves of fear that echoed around his head, "it's okay we're here маленький, you're alright"

Peter blinked up at the soft golden light coming from a desk lamp and saw Bucky looking down at him with a worried expression and the blonde man from earlier next to him wearing an equally scared face. Peter let loose an echoing sob and flung himself at Bucky, burrowing into the man's chest, trying to escape the dark thoughts crowding his head. Bucky carefully stood up and picked up Peter and carried him not towards his bed but out of the Medbay and down a corridor toward a different set of doors which the blonde pushed open to show a small lounge and kitchenette. Bucky carefully carried Peter through one of the closed doors to a smaller room which appeared homely and lived in. Both men sat down on the bed with Peter crying his eyes out in Bucky's arms and the other man carding his hand through Peter's hair. They sat there till he fell asleep. This time he didn't dream.

-

When Peter woke up, he was alone in the bed and the sun was shining through the window. He cautiously got up out of the bed and wandered over to the door [you're not allowed out you should stay here wait till they come get you]. Peter went back to sitting on the floor. He sat there for a good hour before a soft knock came through the door and Bucky poked his head through the door. "Morning Peter. do you want something to eat?"

Peter hesitated before nodding and following Bucky into the lounge. The blonde man was behind the kitchen bar and Peter hid behind Bucky [new person new person new person]. "Peter this is Steve. It's okay he won't hurt you,". Steve smiled kindly and waved from where he stood, apparently making pancakes. Bucky walked over to the table and sat down, he beckoned Peter over but instead of sitting down next to the man, Peter knelt on the floor, [this is how you get food they don't have to feed you they can just give you back to Sir].

"Peter you don't have to do that with us." He looked up to see Steve crouching next to him, "You never have to do that with us"

"Who am I? " he asked, still unsure why there had been now punishment for a mistake. Tears threatened to spill over his eyelids.

"You're our son Peter" Bucky said, coming to crouch next to the crying boy and super soldier, "and we are never letting you go again"

Notes:

Any kudos or comments are appreciated I am really happy to know if anyone is enjoying this
Peter:1
Panic Attacks: 2
for some reason I picture Beck's voice in Peter's head like one of those creepy ass Halloween dolls but male
I like to think I'm good at writing distressing scenes that make me want to cry. Now I'm scared about what this says about me. I am totally sane and not at all sleep deprived

маленький= little one

Chapter 7: Chapter 7

Summary:

Heavy bootsteps echoed down the halls, clumping on the marble floors, a finger curled round the trigger as if it was an extension of his arm.

Notes:

Thanks to PandaJenn for giving me input on the Witch thing :D

IMPORTANT

After WandaVision, Wanda killed Agatha and Agatha All Along never happened. However, Billy's soul still entered William's body and he lost his memories. When his powers started manifesting he went looking for help and found it in Lilia, Alice and Jen. He regained his memories and is learning how to control his powers with their help.

Wanda does not know her son is alive but did not turn evil due to the help and stability of the Avengers.

SUMMARY
Agatha = Dead
Lilia = Alive
Jen = Alive
Alice = Alive
Billy = Alive
Rio = Death (may come into play later)

Heavy bootsteps echoed down the halls, clumping on the marble floors, a finger curled round the trigger as if it was an extension of his arm. The fear filled, tear stained face looked up at him in horror, begging him not to shoot. The victim, no not a victim, a target, a mission, stared at him with indescribable fear in his eyes as he raised the gun and pulled the trigger. BANG!

Bucky shot up. alarms ringing inside his head. He looked around, expecting to see his face, a murderer's face reflected in the scarlet blood splashed across the white floor. Instead he saw his hands, correction, hand clenching and unclenching as he slowly shook off the nightmares of his sleep. He saw his arm leaning against the wall in the corner of the room and turned away to look around the rest of the room. He saw Steve gently snoring next to him and the clock glowing green with the number 6:00 AM. Stupid memories, they couldn't wake him up later than bloody sunrise. Even after more sessions with Sam than he could count, Bucky was still haunted by what he had done.

As he obviously wasn't getting back to sleep, Bucky swung his legs out of bed and, deciding to forgo the arm entirely, pulled on one of Steve's old shirts. He silently pushed open the door and padded down the hallway towards the kitchen. When he got there he saw Nat had left a note on the table letting them know that she and Yelena had headed out for a run. Although Bucky struggled with only one arm, he had enough practice of moving around the kitchen and carefully poured himself a mug of coffee. He pulled open the fridge to see a multitude of different meals all labelled with brightly coloured post its. Nat's often detailing the lengths she would go to if any of them touched her yoghurt. In a home with multiple people with enhanced metabolisms, it was always important to keep your food safe from anyone and everyone. He pulled out a bowl of fruit and moved over to the bar to sit and eat. Sam came in about halfway through and clocked Bucky's missing arm.

"Another rough night?" he asked

"They keep waking me up, it's pissing me off"

"You do know I will happily continue our sessions if you want"

"Thanks Sam but I have to focus on helping Peter at the moment"

Sam looked slightly disgruntled but nodded "Can you take this mug through to Wanda please,"

Bucky nodded and picked up the mug. He headed down the hall towards Wanda's room and pushed the door open with his shoulder "Hey Wanda. You up yet? I got coffee."

He saw Wanda floating above her bed, her eyes glowing red and an unsettlingly peaceful look on her face. "Damned magic" he whispered under his breath before leaving the mug on the side table and heading back to his room.

He knew it was only 7:30 but he didn't expect Steve to be awake and curled up next to Peter on the sofa, both of them flicking through an old photo album. "Morning Bucky," Steve called out as he entered the room.

"Morning Stevie, morning маленький," Bucky replied, "What are you two looking at?"

"Thought I'd reintroduce Peter to everyone"

"Sounds nice. Let me join in". Bucky came and plopped down on the sofa next to Peter. The kid wore a jumper saying Baby Spider which was identical to the one he wore in the photo they were looking at, with Nat wearing a jumper that said Mama Spider and the pair of them pulling faces at the camera.

"Who's that?" Peter asked

"That's your Aunt Nat," Peter turned a page to see Bruce lying on a sofa with reindeer horns on his head and a crudely drawn red nose on his face. Clint, Wanda and Peter were all doing peace signs at the camera and in the back you could clearly see Sam flipping the phone off.

"Who are they?"

"That's Wanda, Bruce with the horns and nose, Clint and Sam who's flipping everyone off"

Peter laughed and turned the page, this was the only photo they had found of Tony and Peter together. The pair were giving each other bunny ears and held a Stark Internship certificate upside down. "Who's he?" Peter asked

"That's Tony," Bucky replied "He used to be our leader and he was your mentor,". Peter's face grew sadder for a second as he looked at the picture. Just as he opened his mouth to speak, Bucky's phone buzzed.

"Hello?" he asked

"Hey Bucky it's Wanda. I got through to some friends, they should be here this afternoon"

"Alright, thanks for letting me know," he hung up and both Steve and Peter turned to stare at him, "We might have found a solution," he said.

-

MEANWHILE

Lilia sat at her desk, flipping through an old book. It had been a few months since Billy had shown up at her door with no memory of who he was or where he had come from. With help from Jen and Alice, they had found out he was the son of the Scarlett Witch and the Vision, who's soul had been placed in a dead boy's body. He had apparently inherited his mother's affinity for chaos magic and had caused all manner of chaos before he had found his way to them. They had helped him learn how to control his powers and he had taken up a job as a stockboy in Jen's beauty shop.

As Lilia mused over these memories, a vision came to her of a woman wearing red. "Who are you?" Lilia asked

"My name is Wanda but you may have heard of me as the Scarlett Witch." She responded

"What do you want?" Lilia asked

"I heard you are good with memories and was looking for some help. If you are able I will compensate you"

"I can try"

"Thank you. The address is the Avengers Compound, just knock and one of us should get to you."

She disappeared into red smoke and Lilia felt herself being shaken, Alice looked down at her with a worried look on her face. "Lilia, what happened?"

"Someone needs our help, get the others. We are going on a journey"

-

Steve was helping Sam wash up in the kitchen whilst Peter, Bucky, Clint, Wanda, Nat and Yelena all sat in various positions around the TV which was playing Ratatouille. As Steve began drying a glass, the doorbell rang and he went to open it. Standing there was a odd collection of people, at the front stood a woman with grey hair who held out her hand "Hello I'm Lilia. Is Wanda there? She said she needed our help." Steve took her hand, shook it and opened the door wider for the rest of the group to come into the hallway.

"Are you all witches ?" He asked.

"Yes," Lilia said, "Introduce yourselves then"

"Hello my name's Jen" said the woman in a pink robe-like dress

"I'm Alice," said a woman wearing mainly black clothes.

"Hi my name's... " the last person, a boy wearing clothes Peter would describe as 'emo', began to say before he was cut off with an almost cry from Wanda who had stuck her head round the door to see what the noise was.

"Billy? "

"Mum? " he replied as Nat came out to catch Wanda as she crumpled slightly to the floor. Leaning on Nat, Wanda carefully made her way forward to the boy. She stood before him and made red smoke appear from her fingertips. The boy smiled and mirrored her actions although his was a sapphire blue. Wanda cried and fell to the ground, wrapping him in a hug.

"Why don't you guys follow me," Steve said as the witches stood there staring at the mother and son reunion, "We're just through here."

Notes:

My gosh I do love a reunion. I might cry a bit. JK, I don't emotion. But I think it is going well.

ALSO I HAVE FINISHED MY GCSEs!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Still not sleeping tho

маленький = little one

Chapter 8: Chapter 8

Notes:

This will be the last chapter. I am very sad but will try making more works thank you all for reading

PS I really want to try letting my favourite Marvel teenagers (Kate, Teen, Peter) interact more so that might pop up

Hi everyone.

I want to thank you all for reading this as it is my first attempt
I will be ending the story tho due to writers block and stress
I do admit trying to write a full story first was a bit of a leap

Thanks for reading and look out for anything else xxx