Thanks for the reviews.

Several requested more Harley ( there is actually a lot coming up for him later in this story), so to prove I listen to my reviewers- I wrote an additional chapter to fulfil that request.

Hope you enjoy- let me know!

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''Throw them straight,'' Peter complained as he opened his mouth.

''You catch them every time anyways,'' Harley launched a jelly bean across the living room and Peter leapt up, catching it perfectly in his mouth.

''See?'' Harley laughed.

''You wanna go swim? It's hot,'' Peter suggested.

''Yeah, we'll swim,'' Harley nodded.

They were walking through the garage when Harley stopped by one of the cars.

''Wanna go take a ride?'' he said, his eyes lit up.

''I dunno Harls,'' Peter hesitated.

Their parents had been away on a mission the last week and Rosa had been taking care of them. It was rare that they were away together but they broke the rule for this one. Something to do with a humanitarian crisis in Africa, some dictator that needed taking down. They had Accord clearance so were currently being hailed as heroes by the media.

Morgan was staying with Pepper.

''We got busted big time last time,'' Peter pointed out.

''I won't drive fast; if I don't drive fast then we will not be busted. We're Starks right? So the normal rules don't apply anyway,'' Harley grinned. Peter knew that statement was wrong on so many levels and Pops did not agree with the sentiment, he really did not agree at all.

''You won't drive fast? You swear?'' Peter was tempted, it was a convertible and it would be fun driving with the top down.

''Hey Pete, how come FRIDAY hasn't stepped up?'' Harley called his brother out, despite the fact that hacking FRIDAY was a crime virtually punishable by death these days.

Peter blushed.

''Ned patch?'' Harley laughed when Peter nodded.

''I hate being spied on, it's against our human rights, we are entitled to privacy,'' Peter replied.

''Whatever little bro. I have no problem with it, so shall we?'' Harley climbed into the car and looked at Peter expectantly.

''Oh okay, whatever,'' Peter joined him.

Harley whopped as he pulled away, spinning the wheels as he did.

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''Oh thank God AC, I fucking love love AC,'' Clint collapsed on the couch.

''I feel you bro,'' Sam fell next to him.

''I have iced water,'' Natasha held up a jug and both men groaned in pleasure.

''Tones, I just think you could have been more diplomatic. You're the one who keeps saying that we have to be mindful as Americans in other countries,'' Steve was being patient.

''He was an idiot, I could give a shit about diplomacy,'' Tony was having none of it.

''What he said,'' Clint called from the couch.

''Second that,'' Sam added.

''Third it,'' Natasha held up her glass.

''Is that clean, iced water? Oh God, it is,'' Tony forgot the ideological argument and tore into the kitchen. He sank a whole glass in seconds, smacking his lips as if he had just drunk pure nectar.

''Shower, I need a shower. A long, hot shower,'' Steve was as pleased as anyone to be back in the world of simple home comforts.

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''Do you miss your mom?'' Peter asked as they sat on the sand at Coney Island.

''No, she was, is a train wreck. She used to bring different guys home all the time. I would wake up and there was a new asshole in the kitchen. It was scary Pete, some of them weren't real nice to me,'' Harley opened up a little to his brother but not enough to scare him.

''Sorry,'' Peter didn't know what else to say.

''It's okay, I survived and I have you guys now. Though I'm sorry that you have to share the parental units with me,'' Harley shielded his eyes from the sun.

'' I don't mind, I did but now I don't. I like having you as a brother Harls. It was lonely before,'' Peter admitted.

''Love you little bro,'' Harley held out a fist and Peter pumped it. They shared a shy smile; they were as close and bonded as biological siblings these days.

''I'm hot,'' Peter swiped the sweat from his forehead.

''Ocean?'' Harley grinned as he stood up, offering his hand and dragging his brother to his feet.

''Race you,'' Peter took off with Harley whooping after him.

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''Okay, so there is something missing, it's way too quiet,'' Clint commented as they all relaxed in the cool, shaded family room.

''I know, the boys aren't here. I am fully aware,'' Tony opened one eye.

''Steve is gonna flip out,'' Sam puffed out a sigh; they really could do without any more drama. Why couldn't the kids behave themselves for once?

''Also aware, they hacked FRIDAY and one of my cars is gone,'' Tony sat up. The two men stared incredulously at him.

''And why aren't you freaking out?'' Clint was confused.

''Cos I am teaching them a lesson. All the cars have a speed limiter on them now, you need a code to take them above 55 plus FRIDAY has been tracking them. The car is on its way home and my little hoodlums are about to face consequences for actions. Imagine their reaction when they think the car has been stolen? Happy is obviously just across the street watching them,'' Tony grinned evilly.

''Oh wow man, respect. That is genius,'' Sam laughed and Tony dipped his head.

''Yes it is.''

''Tony, where are the kids? The kids are missing!'' Steve tore into the room right on cue.

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''You parked it here, you did,'' Peter stared at the empty space.

''Are you sure?'' Harley didn't want to face the truth.

''Yeah, I'm freaking sure!''

''No I didn't, it was further down. It was!'' Harley said desperately. Please no, if he had lost the car his parents would kill him, totally kill him.

''You didn't Harls, someone took it,'' Peter said with a grimace.

''They can't have! Oh shit, shit, shit, shit,'' Harley put his head in his hands, this was not happening.

''Language!'' a very familiar voice rang out and the boys froze. They both whipped their heads around, searching for the source.

''So you little heathens, where is my very expensive car?'' Tony sauntered up, Steve just behind him.

''Uuum, it was here, it was,'' Harley was very close to tears.

Peter stepped away from the two imposing men, who just happened to be their parents.

''Smalls, go to Pops,'' Tony flicked his head and Peter shuffled over.

He looked up and was surprised when Steve smiled at him, he slipped his hand into the much bigger one; happy Pops was home. He felt more secure when he was around, protected and safe.

''Hey Daddy,'' Peter murmured.

''Hey Bubba,'' Steve kissed the top of his head and Peter blushed.

''You gonna explain why you took your little brother on a joy ride again?'' Tony was busy confronting Harley who was struggling to reply.

''Do not do this again Harley, I am warning you! One more time and you will not get back behind a wheel for a very long time. Capiche?'' Tony scolded his eldest son who looked like he wanted the ground to open up and swallow him.

''Sorry Dad. I won't, I swear,'' Harley managed to say and Tony nodded, satisfied that he had scared him straight.

''A month, hard core, no electronics,'' Tony said and Harley nodded hesitantly- he was reeling, a month? That was really harsh.

''Harley, you stole a car,'' Tony read his mind and pulled him on his silent resentment.

''Technically I didn't, it's your car and you're my dad so doesn't that kind of make it my car too?'' Harley regretted his words immediately when he saw his Dad's face.

''No, it is not your car, it is my car. A car which I definitely did NOT give you permission to drive as you don't actually have a license do you?'' Tony paused giving his eldest son a withering glare.

Harley fidgeted awkwardly, not enjoying this very public dressing- down. Thankfully no one was taking any notice of them, yet!

''So technically as you so eloquently put it, you stole it,'' Tony finished, his tone warning Harley not to argue further.

''If you had been pulled over you could have been arrested and handcuffed, that is not much fun kiddo, believe me? I know that for a fact,'' Tony admonished and Harley felt a flash of unfamiliar temper.

''There's not a cop alive who would be brave enough to pull over a Stark car and they would never arrest us,'' Harley did not take the hint.

''And why is that?'' Tony stepped towards Harley who stepped automatically back.

''Cos we're Starks,'' Harley said as if Tony was stupid, he didn't add 'duh' which was a wise decision.

Peter glanced nervously at Steve who stiffened- Peter was well aware how Pops felt about that attitude.

''Harley! Hey Harley!'' Steve snapped his fingers and the teen looked over at him.

''Being a member of this family does not excuse you from following rules or the law of this land. You are subject to the same regulations as any citizen and being a Stark does not put you on a pedestal. I do not ever want to hear you say anything like that again, do you understand me?'' Steve pointed at him and Harley was stunned at his vehemence.

''I said do you understand me?'' The adult reiterated.

''Yes sir,'' Harley replied sheepishly.

''Good, during your grounding you will read the constitution as you obviously have never done that. What do you need to say to Dad?'' Steve was not done; Peter pulled a pained face that sounded mind-numbingly boring.

''Sorry Dad, I am sorry I took your car. I won't do it again,'' Harley was finally suitably remorseful.

''And?'' Steve was still not satisfied.

''Sorry, I shouldn't have spoken to you that way,'' he said quickly and Tony nodded.

''Where is the car?'' Peter asked suddenly and Tony laughed.

''Do you guys really think you could just disappear in a hundred thousand dollar car risking life and limb without me knowing? My car is on its way home on a tow truck- safe and sound,'' Tony was pleased with himself.

''That's devious Dad. I completely freaked out when I saw it was gone,'' Harley said grumpily.

Peter bit his lip- how did he know? It had to be FRIDAY but how?

''Exactly, let that be a lesson to both of you. Don't touch Daddy's toys! '' Tony proclaimed with a smug grin.

Harley rolled his eyes at Peter who giggled.

''Oh and Smalls, stop messing with my AI, final warning, you hear me?'' Tony reprimanded his other reprobate.

''Sorry,'' Peter mumbled meekly, he looked anxiously up at Steve- remembering his warning.

''You got lucky Bubba; Dad is giving you a break but it's the last time okay?''

Peter gave Tony his best charm smile complete with deep doe eyes; his dad laughed and ruffled his hair.

''Bandit,'' he said with an amused twinkle.

''It was funny though, jeez your face bro!'' Peter laughed and Harley cracked a reluctant smile.

''So now that we've got that straight, how about we get some ice cream and go on the roller coaster?'' Tony pulled Harley under his arm and gave him a squeeze.

''Can we Pops?'' Peter looked up at Steve who nodded smiling indulgently; he always missed his children so much when he was away and was only truly content when they were all back together. He wished Morgan was with them but as they had to rush off to retrieve the boys, she was staying another night with Pepper.

Several hours later when the sky had turned black as ink, stars sparkling and glinting above them , they walked along the board walk; Harley strolling in front munching on Cotton Candy.

Tony looked over at his husband, the man who completed him. He had their youngest son in his arms, Peter was fast asleep, his head resting on Steve's shoulder as the Super Hero stroked his back: the fierce warrior who took down every and any foe was so gentle and caring with their child that tears welled in Tony's eyes. This was the man he loved, the man he loved with every cell of his body and could never live without.

He wanted to freeze the moment, freeze it forever, as it was the moment when they healed completely, all the hurt and betrayal in the past where it belonged.

''You are perfect, this is perfect,'' he said suddenly and Steve reached out a hand, which Tony grasped.

''Yes it is,'' he leaned over and placed a gentle kiss on Tony's lips.

Tony nodded and they walked on, enjoying their perfect moment for as long as it lasted.