A/N: Soooo how we feeling?! You guys, I have 3 reviews! 19 followers, and 7 favorites! I seriously didn't even think I'd get 1. Thank you SO, SO much! Honestly, I'm so in love with the characters that even when this comes to an end (probably a few more chapters to go after this one!), I'm thinking of doing one shots. If you have any ideas, would love to have some prompts!

Putting in some cute Peter fluff because I've been watching interviews of RDJ and Tom Holland they're absolutely precious and you awesome readers deserve some, so here we go!

Disclaimer: I don't own anything Marvel or MCU, just my plots.

"I don't know if this is a good idea..." Jess hesitated at the open door of the tank two weeks later. While Tony had insisted she would be okay and to come out, she had refused and the other Avengers had seemed to side with her. She needed to make sure she was okay first. Everything had been fine, though. She had even had a nightmare and hadn't had an episode like she previously had. Instead, she was able to be woken up by Thor shaking her lightly. Everybody was now on board with her moving back to her room... except for Jess.

"Drew, I know you're worried but we talked about this. We have extra precautions." Tony explained, holding up the small bracelet like device. It would be able to track her heart rate while she slept and if it started to get too high, would alert FRIDAY who would alert Tony. Her room walls (and Tony's) had been reconstructed with normal dry wall on the outsides and the tank material sandwiched in between. Plus, Tony and Steve were the only ones who could lock her door from the outside to keep her contained. Just in case. Though, Tony was sure things would be fine.

"No one knows what words and sequence will set you off, Jess. You're safe. Even Bucky said you won't revert all the way back. Bucky remembered Steve enough to not try to kill him. I'll take that as a win." He was teasing, but Jess still looked apprehensive. Taking a step out of the tank for the first time in a month, Jess tried not to feel overwhelmed as the others encouraged her.

She was happy to see the kid next to her, always the one to keep her feet on the ground it seemed. He had his hand on her shoulder and was smiling that ridiculously wide smile he somehow managed to do. Jess grabbed and squeezed his hand, "Thanks, Petey. You're a great kid. And a great superhero." That seemed to make him smile even more. It was because of him she felt like she had a family... well, almost. She knew now from her memories that she really did see them all as family before. Determined to feel that way again, Jess had been spending time with each of them the last week.

Clint had been the funniest and had told her about his kids. "Most people think they're going to be bad parents. But the moment you hold them, you'll start wondering how you ever lived without them. It's crazy." He was needed on a mission and had taken off a few days prior after she promised she would let him know when she was finally free.

Bruce was the humble one, always asking her how she was doing and explaining to her about the medicines him, Tony, and Dr. Cho had been working on for enhanced individuals like Peter, Steve, and herself. He was so genuinely kind, she hadn't been around the Hulk enough to really see how opposite they were. He assured her that was a good thing.

Nat was easy to let her guard down around, easy to connect with. Nat had done her fair share of hiding emotions and how she really felt, and she was the one who really let her see it was okay to show them around the guys. Since she hadn't had kids, she had admitted to Jess that she had become protective of Jess and the baby. She was the one that the guys had to go through on the outside of the chamber when they wanted to try something new or talk about tests. It had surprised her that the badass, cold at times Black Widow was like her POA.

Bucky was the quietest. Had been the one to apologize the fastest. "I tried to shoot you, at the last second some asshole stepped right in front of you. I understand if you hate me or are mad at me. I failed you.." But Jess was just so happy that he had helped get her back, she didn't care that he hadn't killed her. (In hindsight, a very strange thing for someone to be mad about, really, not getting killed.)

Thor was a gentle giant, and she was already the most comfortable with him. He told her stories about Asgard and his brother, Loki, who she had yet to meet. About growing up on Asgard and how much pressure was put on him to be King, though he wasn't sure that's what he wanted.

Steve was Steve, always wanting to know if she needed anything, willing to tell her over and over again that everything would be okay. He talked to her about making short term and long term goals, he also would come in and exercise with her so she could burn some energy and restlessness off.

But her time with Peter was easily her favorite. The boy made up for her silence by filling it with all kinds of conversation. He would tell her about his friends, about school, explain about a new computer part he found or training with the other Avengers. How the weather was, what he and Tony were working on, who designed her suit? Tony designed it?! Well, he would help the man perfect it.

In the back of her mind, she could remember the memory. The one where she had pushed the kid away, tried to make him leave her alone. Being with him, though, made her realize how she could listen to him talk forever if it meant he wouldn't get hurt and she would be okay. He was the best thing that had happened to her, with Tony coming in a close second.

She knew that Tony wouldn't have it any other way. His visits were the other ones that she had slowly come to enjoy. It wasn't easy. At first, she would always wince a little when he first came into view. Would always try to pull away in the beginning when he would go to touch her. The man was patient, always looking at her with encouragement, not pity or disappointment. When she would start to have an anxiety attack, it was Peter she asked for. She would mumble sorry over and over to Tony when she saw him next and he was holding her, gripping his shirt in her hand like her life depended on it but he always told her it was okay.

Now more than ever as she stared at everyone who hadn't given up on her, Jess started to feel normal. Not a hundred percent because, hell, she may never be back to that though she told herself she would. It was her long term goal. Her short term one was to sleep in her room for the first time in three months. "Is everybody sure about this...? I won't be offended if someone isn't comfortable." She looked around, a warm feeling in her chest as nobody spoke up, all of them simply smiling at her as she took her first steps of freedom in what felt like forever.

"Come on, there's Thai food waiting upstairs." Tony mentioned, herding them all upstairs. Everybody groaned except for her and Peter. "You can thank Peter for recommending it. For the fourth time this month." Jess couldn't help but smirk and put an arm around Peter as they walked upstairs. Thai food was their favorite, bless him.

Surrounded by people where she was probably in the most safe place in the world, Jess let herself have positive thoughts. Not allowing herself to have the dark thoughts seep into her happiness. Not now, not today. Today was a good day.

Tony groaned and stretched as he woke up in the early hours a few days later, laying in the dark, silence of his room as he closed his eyes. It was Sunday, a day of rest. It would make sense for him to fall back asleep, it had to be early. Suddenly remembering Jess, he shot up into a sitting position, the blanket falling from his bare chest. "FRIDAY... where's Jess? And what time is it?"

"Good morning, sir. Miss Drew is on the common level, watching The Office. It's currently 4:17 AM."

Tony frowned, rubbing a hand over his face as he thought of his next move. Sure, she was an early riser. Always had been. But, early like 6. Not 4. "Pull up the stats on her Stark watch. How long did she sleep?"

"Overnight, Miss Drew slept for forty-one minutes all together. She fell asleep at 11:02 PM, woke up at 11:15, fell back asleep at 12:21 and woke up at 12:49. She has been awake since then."

The frown stayed on his face as he stayed sitting, his hand going through his hair as he thought about what to do. She had been out for three days, and according to FRIDAY after last night, Jess had only slept a grand total of three hours, four max. FRIDAY had been alerted to wake him if Jess' heartbeat started going over a certain BPM while awake and asleep, so he knew she hadn't had a night scare. Tony knew all about restless sleep, it didn't always mean nightmares and cold sweats. Sometimes it was just being uncomfortable, having too much on the mind. "Ask her to join me in my room, please." He laid back down as he waited for Jess to send back an excuse to FRIDAY, certain for some reason that is what would happen.

Surprised when just a few minutes later, there was a gentle knocking on his door before Jess slid it up, peeking inside. "Tony?"

"Hey, Drew. Come in." He curled a finger to motion her forward, seeing the exhaustion on her face that she tried to cover with a smile as she walked towards him. He patted the spot next to him, proud that she only hesitated for a split second before crawling onto the bed with him. "I couldn't sleep, thought we could talk some." Tony was happy to see that she seemed to be having a good day, moving so she was laying right next to him. Hand under her head to prop it up gently, smiling weakly at him.

"What do you want to talk about, Iron Man?" she teased, voice a bit husky as her hair fell to partially cover her face.

Lifting a hand, he waited a moment in case she didn't want him touching her before moving it forward and pushing the hair from her face. Tucking it behind her ear as he laid on his side as well, staring back at her. "How are you? Really? And don't say great or fine, FRIDAY's been ratting you out. You've hardly slept the last few days."

Jess scowled and looked at the ceiling, rolling her eyes before settling them on him again. "It's not that I'm not doing okay. I feel a lot better than I thought I'd feel..." Jess admitted, letting her finger make a design on the sheet that they laid on, eyes fixed on the bed for a moment as she gathered her thoughts. "All I feel like I did was sleep in that tank, I feel restless. Everyone keeps telling me to get rest, but I don't want to rest. I want to do things. I've been resting for months." Okay, and she was exhausted. When she was downstairs, she didn't have to worry about sleeping. While it wasn't perfect and she was still worried about waking up in robotic mode, she didn't have to worry about hurting anyone.

Not like she did out here. She had thought about asking FRIDAY to lock her door just in case after she had dozed off a few times but couldn't get back to sleep. That was when the questions started cramming into her brain. Would she be able to be Spider-woman again? She was about to have a baby, she was probably too pregnant at almost seven months to fit in her suit almost certainly. Plus, Tony would shit a kitten if she was swinging from buildings. Was she really ready to be out? Was she even ready to be a mom?

No, it was easier to just... not sleep. She would just stay awake all night, take naps during the day, and at least people would be awake or gone if she had an episode.

For now though, she was content to lay with Tony and talk, letting him tell her about what she had missed. Telling her about Peter's science fair he had gone to, Jess playfully saying he had done it just to have everyone fawn over him. "That's not true!" he had gasped, a hand to his chest. "I only wore the Iron Man suit to get there and that was it!" Jess laughed and shook her head, reminding herself to ask Peter if it was true.

Yet, when the man had fallen asleep next to her and her mind was screaming, begging her to sleep, Jess had simply stared at the man. Wondering how she got so lucky, how he had fallen for her... a broken, shell of a woman who didn't even know her story and was not even friendly. Every action Tony did showed her that it was impossible for him to be lying, he truly loved her... and she couldn't even sleep next to him because she was scared to hurt him.

Getting up from the bed quietly once she made sure he was fast asleep, Jess clambered back down to the common level living room to continue watching The Office. Sleep would just have to wait.

"Miss Drew... are you okay?" She had felt and heard the kid coming behind her but stayed silent. "Miss Drew? Hello? Can you hear me?"

"Yes, kid. I can hear you. I just am acting like I can't because I could've sworn I told you to call me Jess." Jess said, putting a smirk on as she turned slowly to look at his sheepish expression. A guilty smile on his face as he pushed his hand through his curly hair. "I'm fine, Pete. Just... watching tv..." It was too hard to admit even to him why she was up at the crack of dawn watching reruns.

"Can I watch with you?"

The brunette nodded, jerking her head next to her and lifting up the arm knitted blanket that was made of thick, soft wool. Peter burrowed in next to her, Jess putting a pillow on her shoulder so he could lean against her. "I think we watched this episode before."

"I know... we definitely have. But it's my favorite... every time Angela's cat comes crashing through the roof and they're trying to scramble up walls I can't help but cry from laughing so hard." Jess mumbled, feeling so tired but refusing to let her eyes close. She didn't realize Peter was looking at her from the corner of his eye for a few moments, feeling him looking rather than seeing him. "What?"

"You know, it's okay to sleep... you won't hurt anyone."

Jess didn't say anything at first, instead watching the show and thankful that Pete didn't make the silence awkward. "How do you know, Kleine Spinne?" she whispered, using the German nickname for him that only he had ever heard.

"Because I won't let you." Even though he was young, she could tell he believed and meant that with all of his heart.

"What did I do to deserve you finding me, kid?" Jess smiled and pulled him closer to her gently, kissing the top of his head, surprised that he let her and only smiled.

"Push me off a building?" That was enough to get her laughing, the laughter infectious enough to cause him to start as well.

When Tony woke with a start, worry clouded his face as he realized he was alone. "FRIDAY... where's Jess?" he slurred, standing up and walking out the door.

"On the common floor, with Mr. Parker." FRIDAY's voice sounded in the hallway as he made his way down the elevator and into the kitchen, not seeing anyone let alone his missing girlfriend. Before he could ask FRIDAY to recheck the building, he glanced over and saw them on the couch. Jess was laying on her side, asleep with a pillow on her hip, Peter's head resting on it. Blanket covering them both, Tony couldn't help but have to think how lucky he had been to find the kid on YouTube. The scene reminded him of all those months ago in the Medbay, when Jess had fallen asleep in Peter's hospital bed.

Peter opened his eyes, always a light sleeper, glancing over and seeing Tony smiling at him. "Oh... hi Mr. Stark... I should move." he whispered, looking around and seeing Jess still sleeping.

Tony shook his head furiously, putting a hand up. "No, no. Please... she hasn't sleep in days. Right now, you're better than NyQuil for her, Underoos. Sleep some more and I'll order breakfast in a few hours. You're a good kid, Pete." He leaned forward and rubbed the boy's shoulder affectionately as Peter smiled a sleepy smile and laid his head back down. Tony wasn't sure who loved the boy more; Jess, or him.