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"Peter Parker, age fifteen, went missing at the age of fourteen from his foster home," Steve started. The entire team sat in the briefing room at the compound, staring up at the screen where the picture was displayed for all to see. "He was in the custody of the Smith's after his aunt died. Apparently she was the only living relative."

"What happened to the kids parent's?" Rhodes asked as he scanned a copy of the file.

"Died in a plan crash when the kid was about five or six."

"Fucking shame," Clint voiced.

"Language."

"Why do we have to look for the kid? That's so boring," Tony whined.

Steve held his tongue band pushed forward, "He was in the care of Jack and Amy Smith. Homeschooled."

Natasha opened her mouth to say something but a voice interrupted. "Hey guys!"

Everyone looked around trying to find the source of the voice.

"Hey Clint, you have a boogy in your nose man."

Clint froze and slowly turned his head to the side. Standing on his shoulder was a small red man.

"Get off my shoulder before I flick you," Clint huffed in good nature. The red man waved once before running and jumping into the air, only to explode into a normal size human. His mask came off as he looked around with a smile on his face.

"Hey guys." He greeted with a wave.

"Scott, what are you doing here?" Steve asked in confusion.

"We got a call from S.H.I.E.L.D saying that there was a mission," a quiet voice said from the other side of the room. All heads turned to see Wanda and Vision standing in the doorway.

Scott spread his arms wide and looked around at all the uneasy faces in the room. "Looks like the band is getting back together." Tension filled the room as everyone eyed each other. "So what are we fighting? Aliens?"

"Fifteen year old kid," Bucky announced. Scott's eyes grew wide as he looked around.

"We have to fight a fifteen year old kid?"

"No, we have to find a fifteen year old kid. Have a seat," Steve said to the three newcomers before filling them in.

"His parents names were Richard and Mary Parker."

"What?" Tony said as he looked up in alarm. All eyes fell on the genius. "Did you just say Richard Parker?"

Glancing down at the file, Steve nodded. "Do you know him?"

"Um...yeah. Well we met once at a fundraiser. He was a scientist. Damn good one too." His voice trailed off with every word as the memory of the meeting flashed in front of his eyes.

Tony Stark stood off to the side tugging at his tie as he took a sip from his glass. The alcohol burned his throat as it went down.

"Don't you think you've had enough?" A quiet voice asked. Tony turned his head and his eyes found Obadiah Stane.

"Define enough," Tony grumbled as he took another sip.

Stane mumbled something before standing straight and tall. "I need you to focus right now. You're about to make an important introduction."

Tony resisted the urge to roll his eyes as he brought his glass to his lips but before he could take a sip, Obadiah took the glass and handed it to a random person.

"Hey," Tony protested.

Obadiah ignored him and put a wide smile on his face. Tony turned in the direction of the other man's gaze and found another man walking towards them.

His brown hair was neatly groomed but in certain places it threatened to stick up. Glasses framed his eyes as they roamed around before landing on the billionaire. A smile of his own came forth.

"That's Richard Parker. He currently works as a scientist for Oscorp. He's brilliant." Obadiah explained in a whisper.

"I know who he is," Tony mumbled.

"We need people like him."

"You've got me."

After a moment of hesitation, Obadiah spoke. "Yes, when you're not attached to some woman's hip."

Tony didn't object.

"So you want him on the team?" Tony asked.

"Absolutely. The man is brilliant!"

"Say no more," Tony said as he put on his classic Stark charm. "Richard," he called out and the man made his way over.

"Mr. Stark, it's nice to meet you."

"Mr. Stark is my father. Call me Tony."

"Okay Tony."

"I just wanted to personally tell you that I love your research on biogenetics."

Richard's eyes lit up at the praise. "Oh. Thank you."

"Hey it's no big deal. I know amazing talent when I see it."

Richard's smile grew. "Thanks, if only my boss could see that."

"Oh yes, you work for Oscorp, right?" When Richard nodee, Tony pretended to think. "How about you come work for me. I'll pay you double whatever Osborne is paying you."

"Really?" The man's eyes narrowed behind his glasses.

"Absolutely!"

Richard opened his mouth to speak but a woman rushed up to him. She glanced at Tony and Obadiah before looking at Richard.

"We need to go."

"Uh...this is my wife Mary. Mary, this is Tony Stark and…"

"Obadiah Stane."

"Yes, Stark and Stane."

Mary looked at the men and smiled politely. "Hello. I'm sorry but I need to take my husband away." Looking at her spouse she continued, "I just got a call from the babysitter. He's sick." Tony watched the confused look bon Richard's face turn into panic.

"Someone's sick?"

Richard nodded unable to speak allowing Mary to for him. "Yes, our son." Tony nodded.

"Well I won't keep you. Give it some thought Parker." Richard nodded and rushed off through the crowd. That was the first and last time Tony saw them, only to see on the news later on that night that a plane had crashed and no survivors were found. Three bodies were identified. One being the pilot and the other two Richard and Mary Parker.

"Tony!"

Tony jumped slightly looking around only to find everyone's eyes on him. "Yeah?"

"You good?"

"Yeah," he said as he waved away the concerned looks. Steve took that as his que to proceed. "Anyone-" he didn't get to finish as Scott raised his hands.

"How are we supposed to find this kid? Are supposed to just walk into town. Won't people get wind of the Avengers snooping around trying to find a lost kid? What about the police? We're not overstepping are we because I've spent some time in jail and it's not fun. Do the police even want our help? How about-"

"Scott, we get it!" Bucky snapped. Looking to his childhood friend Bucky raised an eyebrow. "He does have a point though. We may have been pardoned but that doesn't mean that people are going to trust us."

"We'll find a way," Steve vowed.