Peter pulled up to the curb and put the car in park. He was already dreading opening the car door but it wasn't like he could drive off now. He could, it just wouldn't be taken very well. He glanced over at MJ who had a mask of calmness. "Are you ready?"

"No, but the sooner we get in, the fewer cameras we have in our face." MJ looked over and smiled at Peter. There had been a ridiculous amount of discussion over how they would get to the event. It was finally decided that if they drove themselves it would appear that they were interested in attending and not that they were being forced to attend by Tony and Pepper. Tony and Pepper would show up later, which was not outside the norm for Tony.

Peter took a deep breath and opened the car door, handing the keys to the valet. Walking around to MJ's side he opened the door and helped her out. Hand in hand they walked the short distance to the front doors and walked in. MJ was stunning so he hoped they were looking at her and not him. He'd be more than happy to jump in front of a bullet, train, car...whatever as long as she took the spotlight with the cameras. Of course, he wasn't sure if she was aware of this particular arrangement.

He and MJ walked into the room and he immediately scanned it. He had looked at the schematics of the building as part of the security arrangements so he knew where all of the egress points were. He also knew who was security. He spotted T'Challa and Nakia on the other side of the room so they made a beeline towards them.

Nakia hugged MJ. "You look amazing."

MJ shrugged, "Pepper has good taste. As always the two of you make a magnificent couple." She looked over at T'Challa, "Your majesty."

"It's barely tolerable when I'm called that by strangers, for my friends to do it is unforgivable." T'Challa smirked. He reached over and shook Peter's hand. "I am glad you and MJ decided to come. Your father and I have been working on this initiative for quite some time. It is a joyous occasion to finally celebrate its commencement."

Peter nodded. "I read through a lot of the implementation timelines. I think we can speed it up some." He looked over at MJ who squeezed his hand. "And MJ and I want to come over for some of the initial start up."

T'Challa smiled and looked at Nakia. "We may finally get Peter and MJ to Wakanda together. I should have known all it took was a science project."

MJ laughed. "Yeah...all it ever takes is a science project with him." She looked around the open lobby of MOMA. "Did you coordinate the exhibit with this event? It's a great touch." Her eyes roamed over the various pieces of African art that decorated the lobby and atrium.

"I cannot take credit for it. Pepper arranged everything. She has a knack for putting together events. We've been to several other functions and they are all spectacular." Nakia looked around the room herself. There were some phenomenal pieces from all over the continent of Africa.

MJ took mental notes. She wasn't sure she could ever fill Pepper's shoes. After their shopping trip she realized that while Peter was Tony's succession plan, when she and Peter got back together, she became Pepper's succession plan. Part of her loved the idea. MJ thought she and Peter could work as well together as Tony and Pepper had. The other part of her was just as terrified as Peter. What if she messed it up.

She looked back at the group when several people walked over and started talking to T'Challa and Peter. She felt Peter tense slightly next to her and glanced over at him. The expression on his face hadn't changed but she could feel the tension through his hand. If it were nerves it would have been all over his face which meant it was Spider related. She looked at the each person in the group of five that as currently standing in front of them. She couldn't figure out what was setting Peter off. The group left a few moments later, but before MJ could ask him about it, Nakia pulled her over to meet someone. She glanced back at Peter to make sure he was ok before greeting a dignitary from one of the countries targeted with the program.

Peter watched MJ and made sure Nakia was staying with her before focusing on T'Challa again. "How many of these things do you have to do in a normal month?" T'Challa was completely at ease and Peter envied him.

"This is my least favorite part of my job. Before my father died I was given a lot of latitude. Now, I attend functions. Some are better than others." T'Challa smiled at Peter, understanding that he hadn't been brought up in this environment. "You'll get used to it over time." He studied Peter. He thought he had detected a brief moment of unease coming from him before. Maybe it was just that he was uncomfortable in the setting. He looked towards the door and recognized the three individuals walking through. "I believe you know them?" He nodded towards the door.

Peter turned and looked towards the door and smiled. "T'Challa, I'll be back in a minute." Peter walked towards the door to intercept the group that had just entered. "Johnny! Why didn't you tell me you'd be here?"

Sue smiled at Peter. "It took us a couple day's to convince him to come. I probably should have just asked Tony if you were planning on attending."

Johnny has a look of relief on his face when he saw Peter. "I can't tell you glad I am that you're here. Wyatt refused to come. I was worried I was going to be stuck in uncomfortable conversation all night."

Peter laughed. "Tony and Pepper roped us into it a couple nights ago. So far I haven't died of embarrassment and no one has tried to kill me. It's a big improvement over just about any other time I've had to get dressed up for an event."

Johnny clapped him on his shoulder. "The night is still young."

Peter laughed. "Come on, I want to find MJ. I left her with Nakia."

Johnny followed him through the growing crowd. When the finally caught sight of MJ, Johnny leaned over. "Man, I don't think you realize how lucky you are."

Peter grinned. "Trust me, I'm aware."

The duo walked up to MJ and Nakia. MJ felt Peter slip his hand into hers. "Peter, this is President Bruhari of Nigeria."

Peter reached out to shake the man's hand. He wasn't sure when his life went from kid from Queens to meeting and interacting with heads of state. "It's nice to meet you President Bruhari."

Johnny leaned over and kissed MJ's cheek. "Glad to see you're ok. And, by the way, Peter does not deserve you." He smirked at MJ.

MJ laughed. "I didn't know you were going to be here tonight?"

Johnny shrugged, "Neither did I until last night. Sue made me come." He looked around and realized he had lost track of Sue and Reed. "Speaking of, I probably need to figure out where they are. I'll come find you all in a bit."

Peter and MJ watched him walk off. MJ turned her attention to Peter, now that Nakia and the Nigerian President had moved on to another group. "I felt you tense up before. What's wrong?"

Peter shook his head. "I don't know. Something triggered my Spidey sense. Just do me a favor and stay with Nakia if you aren't with me."

MJ nodded. "What time do you think your dad and Pepper will get here?"

Peter shrugged. "Knowing them maybe another hour?" He looked over at her. "I think we're doing ok so far, right?"

MJ nodded. "Definitely. It's like we talk to Kings and Presidents every day."

Peter laughed. "Yeah, I'm not sure how we got here."

MJ shook her head. "Can we grab some water?" She pulled Peter over to the bar that had been set up and grabbed two glasses. Taking a sip she turned when Nakia walked up next to her.

"I have someone else I want you to meet." She pulled MJ with her leaving Peter to people watch. He glanced around the room trying to figure out if he recognized anyone else. His eyes landed on Johnny who was walking towards him.

Johnny stopped next to Peter. "Amanda's here."

Peter glanced up at him but kept his face neutral. "Just here to see the art?"

Johnny shook his head almost imperceptibly. "Zeke. He's here."

Peter clinched his jaw and immediately found MJ. She was still talking to Nakia. At least she had protection. "Do we know where?" Peter thought he had a fairly good idea who he was, he just wanted confirmation.

"Brown hair. Your height.". He glanced over Peter's shoulder. "T'Challa's headed this way."

"Peter...is something wrong?"

Peter could tell T'Challa was already tense, as if he knew before he came over that something was wrong. Peter took a sip of his water. "We may have a problem. One of the guys involved in the recent problems is here."

T'Challa nodded and touched a button on his watch. He glanced over and watched Nakia glance down, then gently take MJ by the arm, leading her quietly to a predetermined area. Okoye fell into behind them. T'Challa looked back over to Peter. "They are safe."

Peter nodded. He filed the silent notification idea away. It would be handy to have. "Brown hair, my height. He was in the group from before."

"The group that you reacted to?" T'Challa scanned the room.

Peter frowned. He knew damn well he hadn't reacted. He couldn't wait to get to Wakanda now and figure out how T'Challa did the things he did. "Yeah."

T'Challa's eyes roamed across the room. "I do not see him. I suggest we split up." He slipped a bracelet off his wrist and pulled off two beads, handing one each to Johnny and Peter. "Squeeze the bead when you see him. It will notify me." T'Challa headed off to the side of the room and started moving through the crowd.

Peter looked at Johnny. "See if you can find Amanda again." Johnny nodded and walked past Peter. Peter scanned the crowd. Eyes landing on a mix of people his Spidey sense triggered. He headed towards the group. As he got closer a couple of the people moved away, revealing a man, probably late 20's, brown hair, about his height was staring at him. Peter's Spidey sense ramped all the way up and he squeezed the bead, trying not to crush it. He walked calmly towards the man who was simply smiling at him.