It was absolutely beautiful, the sun was shining, the birds singing, and each and every guest at this wedding had a wide, genuine smile on their face. Peter looked around the large, white, pavilion, he could see only a few faces he recognised, some were former avengers, and others, some of Mr. Starks business associates. Each person had dressed for the occasion, black suits with bright pops of colour on the shirts of ties, beautiful dresses in sweet pastels. Peter looked around, taking it all in. He could almost tangibly feel the joy in the air! His eyes landed on the bride and groom; Tony Stark and Pepper Potts-Stark. His heart bubbled with happiness as he watched them speaking quietly with each other as they danced together with their other guests, they moved slowly together, obviously lost in the moment, the other guests around them dancing joyously, the lively music allowing them to do so. He caught Mr. Starks eye, and sent him a large grin, he received in return, a rare, genuine smile from his mentor. He couldn't help but notice the way their eyes shined when they looked at each other. Standing, Peter went over to the bar and ordered a soft drink for himself, not noticing that the song had ended until he felt a hand land on his shoulder.

"Thanks for coming, kid." Mr. Stark greeted him, an unabashed grin on his face as he pulled Peter in for a hug.

Peter quickly hid his surprise at Mr. Starks actions and returned the hug tightly, letting go once he felt Mr. Stark pat his back. He looked up at the older man.

"Thank you for inviting me, Mr. Stark. I wouldn't have missed this for anything."

Mr. Stark grinned at him, but then allowed his face to fall into a playful frown and looked pointedly at the empty space next to Peter.

"No date?"

Peter shook his head.

"No, Aunt May got called into work."

"Sorry to hear that, Pete."

Peter quickly held up his hands to cut off Mr. Stark.

"No, no, no! Don't be sorry. This is your day! You, uh, you know, you should just worry about you and Ms. Potts enjoying it."

"That's Mrs. Potts-Stark thank you!" Mr. Stark interjected, his large grin coming back to his face.

Peter couldn't help but join him. It was so nice to see Mr. Stark like this, he looked younger and much more refreshed than he had in all the time that Peter had known him.

"What about that other girl? MK?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

Peter felt himself go a little red and ducked his head slightly.

"Oh, I, uh, you know. Didn't ask her." He said quietly.

"Why not, Kid?" Mr. Stark asked.

"Well, you know, what if she thought it was like a, you know, date date?" He responded, looking up slightly at his mentor once again.

Mr. Stark tilted his head slightly, his smile still present both on his mouth and in his eyes.

"I mean, you do like her, right?" He asked.

"Well, yeah. I mean, maybe, you know. It's cool." He said quickly, trying to hide his embarrassment.

Mr. Stark let out a small chuckle, placing a hand on Peter's shoulder.

"You'll get there one day, kid."

Peter looked at Mr. Stark for a second, once again noticing how relaxed the older man looked. Something seemed to catch Mr. Starks eye, Peter turned and saw Ms. Potts waving him over to where she stood chatting with some other guests. Peter appreciated her for a second, she looked beautiful in her light blue dress, and she held the same relaxed look on her face as Mr. Stark.

"Well, duty calls." Mr. Stark said, patting Peters shoulder slightly, but hesitating before walking off. He seemed to take a quick moment for himself before he looked at Peter, "Pete, I'm so happy you could be here. You mean so much to me and Pepper."

Mr. Stark gave him a small smile, and then walked over to meet his bride.

Peter smiled widely as he watched him go, knowing that both Mr. Stark and Ms. Potts were happy to have him there, and just genuine happiness for the couple. The feeling only lasted a moment, when he felt the hairs on his arm stand up. He looked around urgently, and locked eyes with a strange woman across the pavilion.

Steve Rogers had seen her to moment they had walked into the pavilion for the wedding reception. He had made sure to chat with the other guests and appear to be carefree, for all he knew, he was being ridiculous. But he noticed that the woman did not move, she did not interact with the others guests, she kept her eyes firmly fixed on him. She did not even acknowledge the bride and groom when they had entered the pavilion to the loud cheers of their families and friends. But, he had kept his distance, today was a special day, and, despite the wars they had fought together, Steve knew that his friendship with Tony, while deeply special for both of them, was at best, shaky. He could not risk causing a scene at this wedding, he knew that ruining Pepper's day would infuriate Tony, and any friendship or trust between them would be shattered. And so, he looked away, purposefully avoiding eye contact, engaging others in conversation, even dancing with those who asked, all the while, he could feel her stare boring into the back of his head. He looked over once again, and noticed her quickly taking a picture on an old phone, it was pointed directly at him. He could sense the fight, but he dare not approach her alone, least he fall into a trap. Looking around, he noticed young Peter Parker standing alone near the bar, having just moments ago ended his conversation with Tony. Steve plastered on a smile and walked over. When he was a few feet away, he caught the kids eye and gave him a friendly wave. Peter quickly returned this and walked to meet him.

"Peter! It's good to see you!" He said, pulling the boy into a short, warm hug.

Peter returned his hug quickly, but stepped back just as quickly, his eyes showing a small amount of his confusion.

"You too! I didn't realise you would be here!" He said, Peter seemed to realise what this may sound like and stammered to clear himself, "I, uh, I just mean because your busy! Not because of you and Mr. Starks-"

Steve felt himself chuckle at the boy's panic, and held up a hand to stop his rambling.

"It's fine, kid. I understand. Tony and I have not been on the best terms. But, you could say that his wedding is a fresh start, if you will." He explained with a warm smile.

Peter seemed to relax a little, knowing that he had not offended the man.

"Listen, Peter. I know that this is a celebration, but I can't help but feel as though someone has been watching me all evening." He said, his face beginning to convey the concern he had covered all day.

Peter nodded understandingly.

"Are you talking about the woman over there who has been staring at you since we walked in here?" He asked.

Steve raised his brows, a little taken aback.

"I, uh, kinda sensed her. Like with, you know, spidey senses." The boy mumbled.

"Well, if you sensed her then she certainly does not mean good news for us." He affirmed.

Peter looked up at him with big, wide eyes.

"Do you think she's going to attack Mr. Stark?"

Steve felt his heart tug slightly, he'd always thought that Peter and Tony's relationship was very special, despite his early misgivings about Peter fight with the avengers. It was clear they both held a special place for each other in their hearts, almost like a loving father and son.

He forced a gentle smile to calm Peter and placed a hand on his shoulder.

"No, I think she's here for me."

Peter gave him a quizzical look.

"When Tony and Pepper walked in, she didn't even acknowledge their presence, just kept on staring. She hasn't looked away once. She even took a photo of me earlier."

"Maybe she's a fan?" Peter suggested.

"Maybe. But if so, this isn't the place for her. Let's go over and ask her, will you come with me?" He asked, hoping desperately that Peter would agree.

Peter hesitated, bouncing slightly on the balls of his feet, his eyes wondered over to Tony and Pepper. Tony seemed to sense the boy looking at him and gave him a smile, then, seeing Steve, gave him a small wave. Steve smiled and waved back across the room.

"I guess we should, I mean, nothing can ruin Mr. Starks day!" Peter said earnestly.

Steve smiled at the boy, and together, the two began to cross the pavilion toward to woman. She had been watching their entire conversation, and, seeing them move toward her, had turned and begun walking quickly toward the exit.

"She's running away!" Peter whispered.

Steve frowned and the two picked up their pace, following her out of the pavilion and down the pathway. The Pavilion was set up in a clearing in a forest, however, the carpark was only a short distance away, so they followed her to the carpark. They walked down the footpath and turned a sudden, sharp bend, right before coming out onto the concrete of the carpark. In unison, they stopped.

"Where'd she go?" Peter asked, slightly confused.

"You sense her?" Steve whispered back, his eyes roaming the carpark, ears straining for sounds of her.

"Yeah, a bit." Peter replied.

They walked out into the carpark in their fancy suits, slowly, tensely, ready for a fight. They walked side by side, checking between cars. Suddenly, Steve saw Peter turn and catch the woman's fist before it made contact with his face.

"What the hell, lady!" Peter exclaimed.

Steve stepped in and grabbed her wrists.

"What are you doing here?" He demanded.

"Yeah, lady. This is a private event!" Peter pointed out, his voice slightly higher than Steve's.

The lady looked between the two of them, and snarled. Using both of their grips on her as leverage, she raised her self-up, kicking Peter in the chest, knocking him off balance, he stumbled back a little. She spun quickly to punch Steve, but he blocked her blow with his arm. Peter jumped back up, brushing off his suit as he watched Steve and the woman fight, seemingly uncertain of what to do.

Steve fought her, he was surprised by her strength, it was equal to his. As he landed a few punches on her ribs and side, she landed punches to his abdomen and face. Finally, she spun, her leg extending to swipe his feet out from under him. He landed heavily on his back, but jumped straight back up to continue. However, she had begun to sprint. He saw Peter going after he, the boy was wickedly fast and caught up to her quickly, tackling her to the ground.

"Good job, kid." He yelled out, and jogged over where he held the woman.

Peter looked up at him, and the woman, taking advantaged of his momentary distraction, pulled out a small knife and stabbed him in the thigh. Peter jumped up, releasing his grip on her for just a second. But it was all she needed. Peter grappled after her, but she was running again. Steve began to sprint after her, but before he got past Peter, the woman threw her knife, slicing past Peter's arm, leaving a small patch of blood.

Seeing him slow, Peter yelled at him.

"I'm fine, keep going!"

Steve looked at him for a second, and then looked at the woman, she was getting further away, just as he was about to take off again, a booming, angry voice came from behind them.

"What the hell is going on here!"

Steve felt his insides turn slightly, and dread build in him as he and Peter turned to face a very pissed off Tony Stark.

Tony looked between the dishevelled pair, his heart pounding. He looked at Peter, who appeared to be bleeding, and then over at Steve, who seemed to have taken a few punches to the face. Hs anger burned in him, he buried it for one second though as he walked closer to the pair.

"Pete, you okay?" He asked, knowing that his voice was doing a terrible job of hiding his anger.

Peter didn't look him in the eye, but looked at the ground and nodded.

"You're bleeding. You gonna heal alright?"

"Yes, Mr. Stark" Peter mumbled, still not meeting his gaze.

He stood between the pair, his gaze shooting up to Caps, his eyes blazing.

"What the hell Rogers. Mid dance with Pep and I get an alert on my phone saying that Captain America and Peter are fighting some poor woman in the parking lot." He said, his chest heaving as he held himself back.

Steve looked away for a moment, and then glanced at him, sighing slightly.

"Look, Tony. I'm sorry. That woman meant trouble and I wanted to get her away from the party."

Tony glared at him, for one of the first times in his life, feeling so angry that words failed to form for a moment.

"My wedding day, Rogers!" He whispered angrily, getting into Steve's personal space. "The one day that is meant to be fight free!"

"M-Mr. Stark?" Peter asked cautiously.

Tony whipped around to face the kid, being careful to soften his face slightly as he did so.

"What, Pete?"

Peter looked up at Cap briefly, before making his statement.

"Mr. Rogers is right." He said quietly.

Tony furrowed his brow and tilted his head.

"How?"

"Well, uh, I-uh, I got a sense from that woman, and so we went to talk to her, but she started to run away. Then when we got to the carpark, she attacked." Peter looked him in the eye. "It wasn't Captains fault! He was just defending himself and me!"

Tony looked at peter for a second, and then took a deep breath. He had over reacted. He nodded slightly, grateful for the kids input.

"Okay." He said finally, he took a step back from cap, and placed a hand on his arm. "Sorry." He mumbled.

Steve smiled at him.

"It's okay. I understand. Although, I think this might be something to follow up on."

Tony looked between the two of them, knowing what they were silently asking of him.

"No. Not me. You two can handle this one. I'm going on my honey moon."

They both looked a little surprised.

"Oh come on!" He almost snarled, he felt a little guilty seeing Peter's face, "You seriously think I'm going to come out of retirement just to follow a woman? I just got married! Like, an hour ago! Trust me, you two a perfectly capable of handling this one alone." He explained, his voice softening as he went.

Cap and Peter looked at each other, and then both nodded slightly.

"Okay, Mr. Stark." Peter agreed quietly.

"Okay, Tony."

Tony looked between the two, and put a hand on each of their shoulders, turning them to walk back to the wedding.

"Straighten out your suits, we've got a party to get back to." He said, leading them to the path. "And also, if either of you tell Pepper about this I will murder you!"