Chapter One

It had been two months since the battle that the media was calling "The Endgame". Schools resumed a little more than two weeks ago. Peter Parker and his aunt, May Parker, were living in a new apartment in Queens, their old one destroyed by fire during the five years of the Decimation, another media chosen term.

The Returned (yep, another media term), while welcomed back by their families and friends for the most part, still had to find new jobs and, in many cases, somewhere to live. Few were welcomed back by their employers. After all, what company could hold a position open for five long years, even if they had known that those dusted would ever return?

Believed dead and gone, all that the Returned owned in property or money had been disposed of either to surviving relatives or the state, depending on local law. Or, in the case of many homes and stores, were looted.

People returned to a changed world. Some discovered partners and spouses had moved on with new people. Parents lost children to adoption or, in more tragic circumstances, death. It took entirely too long to do a door-to-door search for babies and toddlers left behind. Others among the Returned were left searching for lost ones who, unable to deal with the memories, had moved to new cities, states, or countries. And then there were the suicides and untimely deaths, passengers in pilotless planes, patients whose surgical teams disappeared mid-operation. How or where these people would return was endlessly discussed not only on mainstream media, but on various social sites.

May shut off the television, unable to listen to the almost constant "if it bleeds, it leads" news coverage. She also wasn't blind to Peter's struggles.

He could barely get out of bed when his alarm went off in the morning. He was spiraling more every day. The news just served to aggravate his depression and anxiety. She was worried, hoping she could convince him to see a therapist.

"How can I, May? I'm an enhanced superhero with a secret identity. Kinda makes it hard to be open and honest, unless I wear my suit to the sessions. Still wouldn't be able to be open about my life as Peter Parker. And could they understand what the life is like?"

He further explained that any medications that would normally be prescribed would burn off too quickly to be useful due to his heightened metabolism.

Refusing to give up, May began researching alternate methods of dealing with depression and PTSD, called Happy Hogan to see if any of the Avengers had ever talked to therapists, counselors, psychiatrists, or psychologists, whoever could help her beloved nephew. He promised to find out and call her with any names he might be able to get from them.