Hey guys! This is my first Avengers fanfic, and this idea came to me, of course, right before sleep, so it must be good, right? Anyways, this takes place after Infinity War, but since I don't know what happens after Infinity War yet, this is all my imagination. So bare with me, please, and tell me what you think! Of course all characters belong to Marvel (Except maybe Abby? But if they wanted to adopt her, then I'd be honored). Hope you enjoy!

Peter

I was already late, but the traffic wasn't helping. At this rate it would have been faster to just use my webs, rather than call a taxi. But I waited until the taxi stopped at Stark Industries, and paid an over-priced bill for an hour long taxi drive. I walked into the building, hoping Happy wouldn't catch me.

"Mr. Parker," A voice said, I grimaced, and turned slowly, there was Happy. "You're late."

I bowed my head, "Yeah, I know, I'm sorry. But there was traffic, and I figured-" I trailed off as Happy crossed his arms. "I figured- you know, Mr. Stark wouldn't want me using my powers for-for everything."

Happy raised a brow, and nodded his head, indicating for me to follow him. I obliged, and we walked, Mr. Stark had wanted to show me a new suit idea that he thought would benefit me more. An upgrade, as he put it.

I followed Happy, until we came to a desk where a young girl about my age was delivering paperwork to the secretary. My eyes lingered on her as we walk by, and she glanced at me, offering a small smile.

I didn't recognize the girl, and as Happy stopped to talk to the secretary, I noticed the girl had a small badge that read, INTERN. My eyes flicked back up to her face, which was still offering a smile.

I was about to speak, but Happy continued walking, so I had to follow. I asked him instead, "Who is she?"

Happy glanced at me, "The secretary?"

I rolled my eyes, "Yes, Mary, who is she? No! I mean the teenage girl with the intern badge."

Happy froze, "Clearly she's a new intern then. Ask Tony." He said, as he shoved me through a door into Tony's 'workshop'.

"Ah, Kid. It's about time you showed up." Tony said.

"Uh, yeah." I wondered if I should ask him about the new intern, and what it meant for me. Was I being kicked off the Avengers? Did they hire someone to take my place as 'intern' because they had no use for me?

"Um, Mr. Stark?" I began. Tony turned to look at me, arms crossed and brow raised. "Who's the new intern?" I asked.

Tony's expression was unreadable as he spoke, "The new intern's name is Abby. Since our last one got promoted we needed a new one."

My brows knit together as I thought, "So, I actually work here? I'm not an intern?" I asked, perking up a bit.

Tony sighed, "Yes, Kid. What did you think I meant when I said 'You're an Avenger now'?"

I shrugged, feeling kind of embarrassed now. "So, is she an intern? Or is she an INTERN intern, like me?"

Tony glanced at me, "I haven't decided yet. I think she has potential, but she would need to train to know her powers."

My eyebrows raised in surprise, "Oh. Well, what are her powers?" I asked.

Tony spared another glance at me, before pushing a button and a shiny, new Spider-Man suit appeared on a stand. "That's the thing. I haven't seen her powers in person, I've only had her word to go off of, so I don't even know if she really has powers."

I glanced at Tony, he usually didn't like taking chances when it came to his business. "Oh. Well, uh, I see the problem then."

Tony nodded, then pointed to the suit. "So, what do you think?"

I grinned, looking at the metallic, yet flexible suit, and could only imagine what new features were in it. "It looks amazing. Can I test it out?"

Tony glanced from me to the suit, then shrugged. "Sure, but go to one of the training rooms."

When Tony turned away, I fist-pumped into the air, and held back an excited squeal. "Cool, I'll go try it out, then." I said, and scooped up the suit. I bit my lip, and raced out of the workspace to one of the training rooms.

I changed into the suit, and entered the room. I actually took the time to listen to my personalized computer explain each new feature. Most of them were just updates from what I already had, but some of them were really cool new features.

The training room walls were glass, and when I looked to my right, I saw the intern and a trainer trying to work, but they seemed to be arguing. I used my enhanced hearing to listen in on their conversation. I wouldn't call it eavesdropping though, more like, listening to an argument in case they need a witness.

The girl, Abby, as Tony had said, was talking. "I don't feel comfortable without my suit, I'm sorry."

The trainer sounded exhausted, "Abby please, Mr. Stark needs proof that you have the powers you say you have."

"Get me my suit and I will." She retorted. I almost gasped in surprise. I never would have talked to Tony's workers like that.

"Abby…"

"No. Besides, if I use my powers around you, you won't be able to get rid of the tingle for weeks."

My brows scrunched, and I decided to stop listening. So, either this girl had no powers, and was trying to stall, or she really did need her suit. Perhaps her suit gave her her powers, like Tony?

I shrugged, and began swinging around on my webs. I was swinging for a few minutes, before I realized Abby was watching me from the room next door. My cheeks heated, and I tried to look impressive, which of course, backfired on me, as I missed the bar and landed face-first on the ground.

Abby chuckled, and turned away, walking out of her room. I guess she was done 'training' for the day. I sighed, and exited my own room, removing my suit and changing back into my own, non-assuming, regular clothes.

I stuffed the new suit into my bag, and planned to leave the building, when I saw Abby delivering more paperwork to a secretary. I debated what I should do, then decided, I should just introduce myself. What could go wrong?

I cleared my throat as I approached, and Abby turned to me, raising a brow. Oh wow, things are already going badly. Ok then! "Uh, hi. I'm Peter." I said, offering my hand to shake.

Abby glanced from me to my hand, then shook it. "Abby." She went to turn away, before I calmly stopped her…

"Wait!" I nearly shouted. She jolted, and turned back to me. I chuckled awkwardly, "Uh, sorry. I didn't mean to shout. Uh, where did Mr. Stark find you?"

She looked hesitant, then, "Iowa." She stated. "I'm from Iowa."

I nodded, "Cool, um, is this the first time you've been out East?"

She nodded, "Yeah, we didn't travel much."

I noted the past tense, but didn't bring it up. "So, uh, you're an intern." I said.

Her eyes darted to the side, and she gave a firm nod. "Yes."

I offered a small smile, "I used to be an intern. Then I got promoted."

Something flashed in her eyes, but it was gone a moment later. "How long did it take for you to...ah...get promoted?"

My eyes flicked to her, and I knew she knew I used to be an INTERN intern. "A few months, almost a year." I stated.

She nodded thoughtfully, "Well, I still have a job to do, so I'll see you around Peter."

I nodded, "Yeah, uh, see ya, Abby."

She gave me a small smile, and I half walked, half jogged out of Stark Industries, ready for another traffic-filled taxi ride home.