Oh look, i'm back. Sorry for the absence.


Later that evening, Steve walks out with a blue cap on, and a gray hoodie with dark blue pants he typically wears for his usual morning runs. He has a dark red hoodie for Peter draped over his shoulder. Bucky's already waiting on the sofa as Steve is tracking Peter down.

Jarvis is very helpful in informing Steve of Peter's whereabouts. He finds the boy in the lab with Bruce and Tony.

"Pete, it's time for a run." Peter glances up at Steve. He looks like he was messing with a small screen that he often finds Tony and Bruce work with. He doesn't pay much attention to it when he sees a lot of letters and numbers and a red glowing screen every now and then.

"Oh, right." Peter looks like he doesn't want to be away from whatever he's working on.

"Don't worry kid, Jarvis will keep your little project saved." Tony says as he's messing with what looks like an arc reactor he had in his chest before.

"Where are we going?" Peter asks.

"Central park." Steve smiles. "Nice place for just about anything. It's not too far from here. We can catch a bus."

"A bus?" Tony says as if the word offends him. "Steve, i have a car you can just take. Or Happy can take you." Steve tries to not roll his eyes.

"Because that's not flashy at all." Bruce mutters.

"Tony, i appreciate the offer but i'd rather stick with the ol' fashioned way. That and i've rode on it plenty of times and i've had no problem. That and the subway." Steve shrugs.

"Ugh, fine. Be that way. Just don't attract too much attention or else Pep is going to kill me."

"Which is why he's not taking any of your rides, Tony." Bruce looks at Tony with amusement.

"And also the reason why we're going at night. Nobody will see us." Steve ends the conversation by nodding at Peter. The man finally notices the tarantula on the boy's shoulder. An odd sight. "And bring your little friends along too," Steve adds.

"Ha!" Tony spreads his fingers and arms out in happiness. Whatever he was working on is now floating. Tony gave it a poke and smiled. A few seconds pass and the floating arc reactor starts to spark and shut down, plopping back down on the table and died. Tony's face scrunch up. "Huh."

Steve shakes his head in amusement. "C'mon Peter," he ushers the boy.

.:.~0~.:.

"Be free little guys," Peter chimes as he sets the tarantula in a bush and the widow in a tree. Peter and Steve had made very deep in central park, both in casual hoodies covering their heads. The early september weather is chilly but perfect during a good run. Bucky also tags along with them, but Steve knows his best friend wants to make sure they're safe.

Peter is wearing a dark blue cap, a dark red hoodie and simple navy blue basketball shorts, while Steve opted for a gray, thin hoodie and long blue jogging pants. Bucky has his hair tied up with a black cap on and has on a dark green hoodie and black jogging pants. He would've opted for everything black but apparently that's going to give off a wrong impression and people will think he's a burglar or something. It's not like he's going to blend in with the darkness, it's autumn. The yellowing leaves on the trees and the moonlight illuminates the place.

"Alright Pete, we'll start with a nice jog. Sound good to you?" he pats the boy on the back to grab his attention away from the freed spiders.

"Huh? Oh-yeah!" Peter says as he wipes his hands on his shorts.

"Try and stay together, the park is real big, but the path we're on is fairly simple. We'll take a right here at the flower bed and keep on straight. This trail is right by east drive. Our halfway point is the Naumburg Bandshell. From there we'll keep on ahead and join Terrace Drive and continue the rest of our run there and meet back from the entrance we came through." Steve says to Peter. The boy nods.

And so the three start off their jog, Steve mostly in the front, Peter is a bit behind him and Bucky is behind them but still close enough where he won't get lost.

Or rather he's probably making sure Peter won't lag behind. Peter is constantly looking around him at the scenery because he honestly never ventures in the central park before but one thing for sure this won't be his last time visiting here.

It's very serene.

"Um, how long are we going to run for? Ya know, just curious. Cause my curfew is at ten, though i guess that doesn't matter since i'm not with them at the moment-"

"Just a few hours kid. Running is good for you, good way to just clear your mind," Bucky says from behind Peter.

"Is that why Steve runs so much?" Peter comments. Bucky raises an eyebrow. "Well-he seems to know the trail a lot so i just assume," he shrugs. Bucky nods.

"Guys, you're a little bit slow, am i going to fast?" Steve turns around, still jogging and a smirk on his face. "I can slow down."

Bucky glares at Steve, the man knows that type of comment will work Bucky's gears.

"C'mon kid, let's step it up," Bucky says as he pats Peter on the shoulder and urges him to go faster. The boy shrugs and jogs faster beside Bucky, not minding at all. It's been a while now and he doesn't feel winded at all.

Steve grins as he's turning around and waits for Bucky or Peter to catch up to him to go a bit faster. When he hears their feet closer he starts to jog faster.

"You think you can keep up Peter?" Steve turns around again and asks with a smile.

"Yeah, definitely," Peter answers the man.

"Alright then." Steve turns around and shouts "Go!"

Steve suddenly dashes down the path, and for a moment Peter was lagging a bit behind because it he honestly didn't expect that. Not wanting to be left behind, Peter runs faster and catches up with Bucky quickly and the two keep it up.

Judging from the photos he's seen of it during history class, the Naumburg Bandshell is up head. Peter knows the men can run a lot faster, and Bucky can keep up with Steve like its nothing.

Well, since they're there to run, why not see how fast he can run?

"Hey, is that the halfway point?" Peter asks casually.

"Yup!" Steve answers.

"Cool!" And Peter starts pumping his legs harder. He passes Bucky and in a few seconds passes Steve. "Last one there buys Ice cream!" he shouts as he runs towards the Bandshell's direction. Peter can hear feet hitting the pavement harder and faster. He yelps when Steve passes him, and then Bucky.

Darn, he's not faster than them, but at least he can keep up with them.

They finally make it to the Bandshell with Steve and Bucky tied and Peter just a few steps behind them. They all slow down and stop just before the large amphitheater. Peter hops up on the stage with ease and plops down.

"Didn't even break a sweat huh, Pete?" Steve comments. Peter shrugs.

"The run was cool." The comment makes Steve chuckle.

"It's a good warm up. We have a little more to go." Steve slaps Bucky on the back. "Ready for another round?" Bucky nods. Peter hops off the stage and stretches again. "It's almost a quarter to nine."

"We shouldn't stay out too long," Bucky says. Steve nods.

.:.~0~.:.

As soon as they hit Terrace Drive Steve says that they're going start running from here on out. They just pass by Daniel Webster's statue when Peter's sensitive hearing picks something unusual up from somewhere. This causes Peter to slow down just a bit and glance around.

He finds nothing. He honestly doesn't know how to really work his ears and his super hearing, sometimes there is no off button when it gets triggered. Peter does notice that when he uses his powers a lot, especially when he was training, his senses have dialed up a lot. It had been hard for him to not break his concentration with whatever he had been doing at that moment.

So when he's currently running probably above average for a normal human, his senses begin to dial up and he hears shuffling in the distance. Peter concentrates harder, focusing his hearing on the shuffling sounds, no. More like rustling sounds.

"...!"

"..."

"...!"

Voices, he's hearing voices. Oh. Probably someone visiting the park like he is.

But.

But his gut is giving him a bad feeling.

Peter decides to head in the direction where he's hearing the rustling sounds from, carefully but quickly. As he walks into the plethora amounts of trees, his hearing zones in on the sounds. He sees a pair of figures on the ground, one on top of the other.

"You can have my money, please please stop."

"Sshh, don't worry. You'll start feeling real good trust me."

"No, no, no please-mmph!"

As the words were exchanging, Peter's heart beats faster. His eyes grow big when he's hearing muffled sobbing.

He knows he's suppose to stay out of sight, but he can't ignore this. He can't just ignore this.

"You know-when someone says no, it usually means no." Peter lowers his voice and tries to project his anger and disgust at what he's seeing. A large man pinning a girl on the ground. When he spoke, the man had whipped his head around and spots Peter.

"Uh-heh. Ain't this 'mbarrassing. Ya see, me and my gal are into this kinda stuff. It's just pretend." the man nervously laughs.

Peter tilts his head to the side. "The look on her face says otherwise. Let her go." the man's demeanor changes. He glares at Peter and sneers at him.

"If you know what's good for you kid, beat it."

"And if you know what's good for you, i'd say stop and let her go." Peter says again with a threat. The man then grins at him.

"Oh really?" the man says and suddenly there's splinters of wood everywhere and a slight tickle on the back of his head. Peter glances behind him to see another man, jaw wide open..

"Oh, was that you?" Peter says will full honesty. He didn't expect a bat to his head. The man is now on the ground crawling away from Peter, face pale and pieces of a broken wooden bat rained everywhere

"S-shit man! He ain't normal!"

"Rude." Peter turns and ducks away from an incoming punch. He spots brass knuckles on the man. He glances at the girl, who's trying to quickly cover herself up.

Peter sweeps a leg under his, planting a foot on the man's behind and shoves the man away from the girl. Peter is very very glad for cram training he had earlier, but he can only do so much without really hurting them.

Dang it, where was Steve and Bucky?

He doesn't really have anything on him to take them down. And while he loves to do some flips his body is wanting to do, he doesn't. The less flashy moves the better. He still doesn't want to attract too much attention.

"Kid!" Peter can hear Bucky's voice shout out. Bless. They found him.

"C'mon man, let's get outta here!" thug number two says. Thug number one growls and points at Peter.

"I have a good damn memory. You better watch yo back kid!" the man turns around and takes off with his friend in the opposite direction of where Steve and Bucky were coming from and before he knew it, they disappear within the mass amount of trees.

Peter turns back to the girl, who flinch upon Peter's gaze.

"You okay?" he asks her softly. She manages to redress herself.

"I-i-" her eyes water and she shuts her mouth and nods. "Thank you. Thank you so much." Peter offers his hand and she takes it, standing up.

"Kid where the hell did yo-" Bucky stops when he notices teenage girl in a complete mess. She flinches when she sees him and Steve approaching and hides behind Peter.

"Uh-wait no they're friends. They won't hurt you."

"Are you alright miss?" Steve asks politely. "What happened?" seeing that she is still nervous, he pops his cap up and shows her his face. Her eyes widen when she recognizes him.

"I-i was walking my dog and they jumped me. One took off with my dog-i-i don't know where Mia is. The other that stayed tried to r-" she slaps a hand to her mouth, not wanting to throw up in front of Captain America.

"You mean this rat?" Bucky pulls out from in inside his hoodie pouch a brown long haired chihuahua completely drenched. "Found her swimming in the water nearby."

"Mia!" she runs towards Bucky and takes her dog. "Thank you so much!"

"You should be careful here, especially at night. It's best for you to stay somewhere very lit, alright?" Steve says to her. He gives her a comforting hand on her shoulder. "Are you here alone?"

"Yes, but i parked nearby at Tavern's."

"It's along the way, we'll walk you back, if that's alright with you." she nods her head quickly.

"Thank you."

.:.~0~.:.

Walking along the path with the girl, she kept her pace with Steve the most and talks to him about various causal topics. The only thing Peter can remember is that she really loves designing and wants to be a fashion designer. She designed the collar and leash for her dog which Peter has to say it's impressive.

Next to him, Bucky had been quiet until now. The man lightly bumps his shoulders, gaining his attention.

"Nobody saw your face did they?" he asks softly. Peter shakes his head.

"I kept my head down. It was pretty dark so i'm sure they didn't see and i kept my voice a bit low and harsh," Peter says. "Sorry for taking off like that." Bucky huffs.

"Just, tell us next time before taking off. You never know if they have guns on them or not." Bucky shoves his hand in his pouch. Peter winces. He hadn't thought of that. "How did you know? They were far from the road we were on."

"Uh, i kinda have super hearing too? I didn't really point it out because i didn't get the hang of it. I only notice it when i really use my powers." Peter explains to the man. Bucky nods. He gives a slight smile and ruffles the boy's hair.

"You did good, kid." he lets the boy know. Because he really needs to know. The look on his face when he says that is proof enough.

After a while, she finally finds the place where she parked her car. After a few farewells and abundant amounts of thank yous, they part off though not before she catches the sleeve of Peter's hoodie and hugs him with all her might and then takes off. She sits in her car and drives off feeling safe with heroes like them in the city.

Unbeknownst to them, before she took off, she took a quick photo of them at an angle.

They wait for her to finally drive off and watch her car disappear.

"Peter." Steve glances at the boy, who stood before him nervously. He grins. "You saved a young lady today Pete, i can't think of anything i'd be disappointed of you in. Only when you didn't tell us anything and disappeared. So be careful, alright?" the boy nods. "C'mon, let's finish our run." he pats him on the back.


Central park is really pretty, i want to visit it some time. Especially in the fall and winter. Also, there isn't a bus from the Metlife building to Central Park but lets just pretend there is. It's literally like, 15 mins max away by car. Very close by.