One-shots Irondad and Spiderson

lost and found

It has been 10 hours since anyone has seen him. One minute he was walking home and the next he was drugged and put in a van. 

It has been 1 week since anyone has heard from him. No footage of where the van went.

1 month, they sent us a video. Peter's alive, barely. The light in his eyes are gone. We need to find him. 

We spend hours upon hours trying to trace the video; no luck.

3 months, we think we found him. We get there as quickly as we can. 

He's there. Strapped to a bed, his clothes stained. I walk towards him, and he cowards into himself.

"Peter, it's okay, we found you. You're safe now." I say.

We take him home to heal. He's not okay, but he will be, because he will have his family with him the whole time.

A/N: 146 words 

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