Clint Barton stared around the room at the three men after their confessions. For Tony he wasn't surprised, I mean the man got around back in the day. For Bucky that was shocking but for good ole Steve Rogers, that was the shocker of the century. Clint turned his head to Sam who's eyebrows raised to the ceiling. He opened his mouth to say something but the words wouldn't form.

"Wait," Bruce said as he walked to the sofa and dropped down as if the weight of their words pushed him down. "So all three of you slept with this Vanessa lady?"

"Yes," Bucky and Steve said in unison.

"Maybe," Tony added.

"Wow," Scott mumbled as he too sat down. "Like at the same time?"

All eyes fell on him as his ears turned red. "I don't mean like all four of you together. I just meant you all slept with her while the other one was. No! That's not what I meant. That came out wrong. I mean, you-"

"Scott we get it," Clint announced, taking pity on the man. Scott nodded and sat back. "And to answer your question, it would appear so."

All eyes fell on the three men. Steve and Bucky were looking at each other with an unreadable expression. Tony was looking to Pepper who had yet to say anything. She stood there staring at her future husband with a shake of her head. It was Sam who broke the silence that was slowly filling the room.

"So, Steve is not the virgin we all thought. Fucking hell."

Steve sent him a glare. "Language."

"I'm just saying. You have this whole pure image going but behind closed doors you-"

"Do not finish that sentence," he snapped.

Sam closed his mouth with a snap making Clint snicker.

"I need to go get some clothes for Peter," Pepper suddenly announced as she walked away. Tony stared after her and made a move to follow but stopped clearly seeing her posture. She needs some time.

"What are we going to do about the two agents we have?" Bruce asked, looking around.

Clint stepped forward. "We put the woman in a cell across from her brother. She went without much fight. I'm not sure if that is alarming."

"So, technically, she is seeing her brother," Sam concluded. Clint nodded and looked around the room, waiting for someone else to say something, anything to move past the awkward situation. Shifting his eyes, he saw Tony stealing glances at the direction Pepper went. Steve and Bucky also seemed to be locked in a staring contest.

"Since she is locked up, why don't we all just take a break for the day. We can revisit all of this tomorrow. Besides, there is a kid to consider at the moment who I have no doubt is probably traumatized by now," Bruce decided. All heads turned to him as he looked at each person in turn. Slowly one by one, they all nodded and disbanded. Tony walked in the direction of his lab while Steve and Bucky walked towards the door. Both men brushed past Clint.

Clint and Natasha shared a glance. "Wow."


Bucky and Steve stood in the grass staring out at the sky, neither wanting to speak first. Each man was caught up in his own thoughts. It was finally Steve who broke. "You slept with her?"

"Yes," Bucky admitted.

"While you were kidnapped by Hydra?"

"Yes."

"When I thought you were dead?"

"Yes."

"But you weren't dead."

"No," Bucky said slowly as he glanced at the man next to him, worry filled his mind.

"Did you try and escape?"

"Yes."

"Before or after you were with her?"

Bucky turned to the blond man next to him. "What are you asking me, Steve?" Steve remained quiet while overlooking the field. "Look at me." When Steve remained still, the man grabbed his shoulder with his metal arm and forced the man to turn in his direction. "I said look at me."

When Steve set his eyes on him, Bucky could easily see he was holding back any sort of emotion. The kid he saved from the alley in Brooklyn all those years ago peeked through the bright blue before he was pushed back and replaced with the Avenger. "What are you asking me?"

"Nevermind. Forget I said anything."

Bucky shook his head and gripped the shoulder tighter. "No. You don't get to do that."

"Were you with her at this cabin in the woods? When I was looking for you." Steve asked, clearly showing the subject was changed.

"Yeah, I was. I got knocked out and she pulled me to safety."

Steve nodded for a moment before he looked back out over the field. Nothing more came out of the man's mouth. "I'm getting the sense that you are not happy right now," Bucky announced casually. Steve waved him off.

"We have bigger things to worry about. I feel like we are not getting the full story on this Peter kid."

Bucky pursed his lip noticing the dismissal, but decided to go along with it. "From what Vanessa told me in the cabin. I would say you may be right."

"We can figure it out tomorrow. Right now, we need to make sure the kid is getting along well." Without another word, Steve turned and entered the building. Bucky stared after him in confusion.


Peter stared at the door while Happy stood nearby and just as the man said, they waited in silence. The only sound that filled the room was their breathing. Pepper had yet to make an appearance and Peter could tell the man next to him was growing restless. Stealing a glance at the man, he saw that he was staring at him, studying him. Looking away, heat filled the teenager's face. Bringing his bottom lip between his lips he bit down as his eyes stayed glued to the floor. His spidey senses had yet to go off but that didn't mean he trusted the man any more.

Happy cleared his throat allowing the sound to vibrate throughout the room, causing Peter to jump slightly. Peeking at the man from under his hair, he saw the man cross his arms. "Are you going to take a shower now?"

Peter shook his head once more causing Happy to huff. The man opened his mouth to respond but the door opened and in walked Pepper. Her hands held a couple things of clothes. She cast a glance between the two males before settling on Peter. "We don't have anything in your size, so Captain Rogers was kind enough to lend you some of his for the time being. They might be a little too big but we can work with that."

Pepper laid the clothes on the dresser nearby and took a step back. Both of the adults looked at Peter, waiting for him to grab the clothes but when the boy didn't move, they shared a glance. Finally Pepper spoke up. "The bathroom is through there. There are towels, soap and a rag. If you need anything just let me know." Peter gave no sign that he heard. "Okay, well. I'll leave you to it. Just come out when you're done."

With that she turned and left the room, leaving Happy and Peter alone again. "Looks like you're taking a shower, kid."

Peter shook his head again leaving Happy to blow out a big sigh. "Okay, either you take a shower or I will let Pepper know and then she will find a way to force you. Trust me kid, Pepper Potts is not someone you want to get on the wrong side of." With that he left.

The moment he left Peter snorted. He's Spiderman, he could handle Pepper. Despite his internal war that was raging, his feet slowly started moving towards the bathroom. Soon, he found himself standing in a showerstall with warm water running down his body. Just the pure warmth alone was enough to send a shiver through him. Goosebumps sprang up, leaving a trail of small bumpy mountains on his arm. Water ran down them soothing them, to the point where they were gone.

Leaning his head back, Peter watched as steam drifted into the air before it disappeared. A sigh escaped his lips. Dropping his head, he allowed the water to run through his hair and down the drain at his feet. The water went from clear to brown as it swirled around the drain before disappearing. Long strands of brown hair hung down curtaining the corner of his eyes. It took everything in his will power not to sink down and sit under the spray.

While his entire body appreciated the warmth of the shower, his mind refused to allow him to enjoy it. Closing his eyes, the soft tissue which contained gray and white matter that made up his brain flashed the darkness of the tunnel before his eyes. The cold and wet feeling in the air. The smell of dust and motor oil filling the air. The sound of cars driving overhead and pipes rattling echoed from one end to the other. That's where Savannah and her brothers were at while he was standing in a shower, getting clean.

A knock at the door brought him out of his thoughts. Shutting off the water, he peeked around the curtain as the door opened and Scott peeked in. Their eyes found each other before the older man nodded. "Are you okay?"

Peter nodded his affirmation.

"Okay. Um...just checking."

Peter and Scott stared at each other for a moment before Peter's eyes traveled to the towel that was sitting on the counter by the sink. Scott followed his gaze before realization hit him like a ton of bricks. "Oh right. I'll leave you to finish. Uh...just come back to the living room when you get dressed. We're getting ready to eat."

With that the man disappeared and the door closed with a snap. Peter stared at the door for a moment before shaking his head. That man grew stranger and stranger with every encounter. Stepping out, Peter quickly dried off and got dressed, already dreading the meal that was to take place. He didn't have his mask on this time. They would be able to see his face the entire time.

That's the idea, his brain reminded him. You want them to see your face. You need to get close to them in order to find out about Vanessa and SHIELD. Once you do that then you can find out who A1 is.

Brushing his hair back, he walked out of the bathroom. His gaze went to his backpack that was tucked behind the headboard. It wasn't the best hiding spot but it would work for now. Taking a deep breath he walked to the door and forced his body to head to the living room.