Tony Stark

Peter? What happened? the man asks worriedly, looking at the battered teenager. He should be thousands of kilometers away, safe and sound, and with his class.

"Is that you, really?" Parker asks incredulously, stopping nearby. "Tell me something only you know, " he asks haltingly, holding out his hands in a defensive gesture.

"Just me? Um... Well... " Happy stutters, trying to remember something. "Oh, remember that trip to Germany? You saw a movie then. I don't know the name, but judging by the number on the bill, it was clearly for adults and *

"That's it, enough!* "Peter snapped, approaching the man, still clasping his hands around his sore leg and hissing with every step . "It's really you! God, I'm so glad you saw me," the guy said, closing his eyes, hugging the man, trying to find some kind of support in him. Two days of fatigue, a practically sleepless night, and the train that had hit him were still taking their toll.

"He was watching what?! " Tony's indignant and surprised voice came from behind him. Peter's eyes instantly widened and he broke his embrace with Hogan. Looking behind the man, Peter saw Tony Stark frozen in the act of exiting the Quinjet, now dressed in plain black jeans and a gray T-shirt.