I woke up screaming.

It wasn't dignified.

Falling off the bench wasn't either.

Groaning, I pulled myself to my feet. I brushed off the dirt on my forearms. I was standing in some sort of sports field. Across the way was a gate and a tall school on the other side. Next me was the football touchdown thingy I wouldn't know what is actually called.

The red and white bricks of the school seems eerily familiar. Kids, teens around my age, were filing into the building. I started making my way towards them, maybe they could give me some idea where the hell I was.

The gate opened easily and I made my way through it. I jogged across the road and made my way up the steps.

That's when I saw him.

I wanted to pinch myself, to check if I was dreaming, but I didn't wanna seem crazy.

"Hello." I stepped in front of him. "Tom, err, Tom Holland, err Mr. Tom Holland, sir." I felt like an idiot, but what was I supposed to do? He was a familiar face and I was lost.

"Um, what?" He asked. His brow furrowed. He was wearing his school sweatshirt, or rather Peter Parker's. That's when I realized where I was. Midtown School of Science and Technology, or rather the real life version.

But why was Tom Holland here?

"You're Tom Holland. You play Peter Parker." I insisted. "Spider-Man. "His eyes went wide at the hero's name.

"Um, you've got the wrong guy." He try to move around me.

"I'm sorry." I didn't let him pass. "I swear I'm not some crazed fan, I'm just lost." I could hear my own desperation clear in my voice. He stopped trying to move past me.

"Who are you?"

"Alex Turner. I woke up on that bench, and I don't know how I got there." I explained.

"Why do you call me Spider-Man?"

"Because that's the character you play." Frowning, I wondered why he was asking acting so weird.

"Character? Spider-Man is a real dude, and he isn't me." Tom insisted.

"Yo, penis Parker!" A boy shouted, driving by in a red convertible.

Realization hit me.

"You're Peter Parker." I stared at him.

"Yeah. " He nodded.

"Oh shit." I wasn't sure if I should cry or laugh. I laughed. Peter stared at me. "Sorry," I tried to regain my composure. "I need to see Tony Stark." He started to speak. "Spider-Man." I looked him dead in the eye. He nodded.

"Okay." He started down the steps. "Come on." I followed.

He led me into an alley and stared at me. "Um, I have to change."

"Right." I turned away.

"So what exactly do you need talk to Mr. Stark about?" He asked.

"I'm pretty sure it would be better if I explained it to everyone at once."

"All right, I'm good." I turn back around and smiled. He wore the suit from Homecoming. His mask was still in his hand and his hair was ruffled.

"Awesome." I breathed. He smiled sheepishly.

"Ready to go." He put on his mask.

"Um, how?" He extended his hand. I could tell he was grinning under the mask. Moving forward, I took his hand.

"I've never actually swung with another person before." He admitted. "But I need both arms, so can you wrap your arms around my neck. "

"Okay. "I tried to contain my excitement. I did as he asked and we swung into the air. I was staring over Peter shoulder, watching the city fall from beneath us. The wind blew past us, causing my hair to whip my face. We landed on the balcony of Avengers Tower, where Loki threw Thor off during the Battle of New York.

"Hey Karen." Peter said. He was talking to his A.I. "Can you call Happy?" He paused, as if listening to reply. "Thanks." He glanced over at me. I was exploring the deck. "Hey Happy. I have someone who needs to talk to Mr. Stark." He paused. "Yes, I know that just because I went into space, doesn't mean I can boss you around." His voice hushed when he mentioned space. I started to wonder what point I was in the universe. Because of space, it means post-Infinity War, but Peter wasn't dust so…

"Great, we'll meet you down there." I had gotten lost in thoughts and missed the rest of the conversation. Peter turned to me. "Happy is going to meet us on the first floor. He'll take us to see Mr. Stark. "

"Upstate? The Avengers Compound?" I asked as Peter unzipped his backpack and started putting his clothes back on.

"Yep." He pulled off his mask. My breath caught in my throat when I saw him. Everything was so surreal.

I pinched myself, again.

Happy Hogan was just as I remembered him from the movies.

As soon as we got into the car, he closed the shield that seperated the front and back seats.

Peter and I sat in uncomfortable silence.

"Um," I couldn't not ask. "What does the phrase 'I don't wanna go' mean to you?" I quoted one of his last lines.

"It was the 10th doctor's last line." I smiled. Of course he watched Doctor Who.

"What about this?" I snapped my fingers, trying not to flinch at the action.

"Um," He shrugged. I needed to stop dancing around the real question.

"What happened with Thanos?" I bit the inside of my cheek.

"We beat him," Peter frowned, "well, I guess Thor did," He looked at me. "He decapitated the grape jolly rancher looking mofo." I snorted a the nickname.

"That's awesome." I relaxed into the seat. "I'm glad you never didn't feel so good."

"So am I." He smiled awkwardly.

There was a buzzing noise and he reached for his phone. I realize that I showed up without mine.

On the screen as picture of Ned with his mouth open and his nostrils flared. I smiled at the picture, just like the movie. He was facetiming. Peter clicked the answer button and then Ned's voice immediately filled the backseat.

"Peter, where are you?" Ned appeared on the screen. "Are you out Sp-" he came to a halt when Peter turned the camera on me. I waved. "Oh, hello."

"Hi."

Peter turn the camera back to himself.

"Does she know about the thwp-thwp thing?" Ned asked.

"I would like to take this opportunity to say that you're a pretty good guy in the chair." I used Ned's own words.

"You told her?"He hissed. I moved next to Peter so I was in the frame.

"She already knew." Peter answered.

"How?" Ned frowned.

"We are on our way to the Avengers Compound, so I explain where I'm from." I smiled.

The shield slid down. "We're here." Happy informed us.

"Gotta go." Peter hung up on Ned.

Staring out the window, I grinned.

Avengers Compound looked exactly like it did in the movies.

The car stopped. Happy made no move to open the door for us. I guess we didn't get the same respect as Tony.