Nothing this time, just enjoy.

Chateau Guillard(Widowmaker's house)

Tony landed on the balcony overlooking Peter, Wrench and Widowmaker. Peter didn't know how Tony found him or what he wanted. He just had to go along with it.

"Do you know why I'm here Peter?" Tony asked, crossing his arms.

"Well, it's probably not three VIP passes to the avengers." Peter quipped which unintentionally made Wrench chuckle.

Tony wasn't in a laughing mood. "Fury wants you and your blue friend arrested. Honestly Pete, what were you thinking joining talon?"

"Told you so" Wrench whispered as Widowmaker elbowed him.

"You really think I stuck with them for more than a day? Maybe you didn't hear what just happened in Italy, but I'm on the run from them with these two" Peter pointed out Wrench and Widowmaker. "Plus I have a whole file on them and their bases.

"That doesn't matter Pete. Overwatch is tearing New York trying to find you and Nick Fury wants you arrested. Hell, even I tried to talk him out of it. All I could do is tell him I can talk to you and if you give me no choice, I have to arrest you and your friends."

Peter was now getting defensive. "You know I'm not letting myself get arrested until after we destroy Talon and I find the X-Men. You want to arrest me after that, you're more than welcome."

Tony sighed as he looked up at the sky. "I can convince Nick to give you a month to prove you and your friends innocence. After that, I have no control." Peter was relieved.

"That's all I ask." Peter says as he sees Tony getting ready to leave.

"Well, I'm off to investigate the scene in Italy. Remember, One month and that's it."

"Ok dad." Peter said sarcastically as Tony starts to hover.

"You're never going to change are you?" Tony asked.

"Nope." Peter responded as Tony left. Widowmaker and Wrench were looking at Peter when he turned around and knew they had questions. He wasn't really in the mood to explain everything, so he tried his best to sound convincing.

"Look it's a long story. Lets just set up and I'll explain later." That got them to drop it for now, but Peter knew that if it wasn't Wrench that was going to ask about Stark, it was definitely going to be Widowmaker. They walked into Widowmaker's supposed ancestral home and Peter was amazed at how big it was.

"Nice to know your ancestors were chic goths." Peter quipped which got him a dirty look from Widow. He decided just to stay quiet until she was done with the tour, which was almost half an hour. After that, Widowmaker led them to guest bedrooms that Peter and Wrench could use.

"If you two need me, I'll be in my room changing, so wait in the living room until I'm done." Widowmaker said as she went into her room and locked the door.

"Well I need to give my room the "lived in" feel so knock if you need anything." Wrench said as they both left Peter alone in his room. He closed the door and got his laptop that was in his bag and put in the USB stick that had all kinds of secrets in there. He decided to find out more about Widowmaker. He still remembers what he saw in the base about her killing her husband and how she was reconditioned, but what caught his eye was how that when she was kidnapped and missing for a week, no one in overwatch led a effort to find her expect her husband and some guy named Jack Morrison. Talon released her back to overwatch and everything was normal until one night her Conditioning kicked in and she killed her husband in his sleep. The file says that he's deceased, but the police reports say that no body was found. Peter just leaned back holding his head, trying to process all this information.

"You know, even before their torture worked, I knew that no one cared that I was gone." Peter looked up to see Widowmaker in his room, not wearing her Purple jumpsuit, but instead wearing black jeans, heeled boots, and a overcoat with a scarf.

Peter felt bad and tried to convince her otherwise. "You can't mean that. I mean there was only so much that overwatch could do with the whole omnic crisis." Widowmaker pulled a seat next to Peter and kept looking at the floor.

"You don't know what it's like to feel helpless and feeling like the only one to blame is yourself." Widowmaker said as she finally looked up at Peter.

"Actually I do." Peter said iin a way that surprised Widowmaker. She never heard Peter sound serious expect when they were on their way to Italy.

"When I was a teenager, I had gotten bit by a radioactive spider and it had given me powers. Well instead of using my powers for good, I went to a wrestling event for money. While I was on my way out, this guy is running and the owner tells me to stop him. I didn't and when I get downstairs, I find out that the same guy that I let go was the same guy that shot and killed my Uncle Ben." Widowmaker was listening, but on the inside all she wanted to do was hug Peter and say she was sorry. He continued.

"I followed him to a abandoned warehouse and cornered him. I was so built up with rage that I could've killed him, but I gave him up to the police instead. I know that what I went through doesn't even come close to what happened to you, but you don't have to blame yourself for something that was out of your control." Peter finished his story and he saw Widowmaker looking away from him. He was about to get up when she turned around and hugged him. He was caught off guard like the first time she hugged him, but this time he hugged her back. She whispered into Peter's ear.

"I'm sorry about your uncle. I mean it." She pulled back from the hug to see Peter smiling at her which made her smile, something she hasn't done in a long time. Their moment was interrupted by the sound of Heavy metal playing from Wrench's room, much to the annoyance of Widowmaker.

"Guess that's cue for us to stop feeling sorry about ourselves." Peter said as he put his laptop away. He got up from the chair and held the door open for Widowmaker and closed it behind them. It was about to be the night time and they were all hungry. Eventually Wrench went downstairs to the living room where Peter was laying down on the couch and Widowmaker was sitting in a chair, reading a book.

"So I'm guessing that everyone here is hungry." Peter looked up at Wrench and nodded as he got up.

"Well we can't order delivery, unless whatever we order can fly over here." Peter said.

"We can. France has specific omnics for different things here, and delivering food is one of them." Widowmaker says as Wrench gets excited.

"I love France. Do they have Chinese food here?" Wrench asks Widowmaker as he pulls out his phone.

"I don't know. Wait, why is that your first choice?" Widowmaker asks with her response from Wrench being his eyes on his mask changing from two arrows up to question marks.

"There are some questions we don't ask, this is one of them." Wrench says as Widow shoots him a annoyed look as she takes his phone and orders food. Peter chuckles as Wrench sits down next to him.

"You know, I got the pick with Sydney. We both hate people and are anarchist, but blueberry over there doesn't seem like either of us."

"You keep calling her blueberry and you wonder why she doesn't like you." Peter jokes as Wrench gets defensive.

"I don't get it, she listens to you and you quip and make bad jokes all the time. How come she likes you? Wrench says.

"First off, fuck you. And second, it's because I don't hate people." Peter responded.

"Fine. When she comes back, we're talking about how to take down talon."

"Fine by me" Peter said as Widowmaker walked back into the living room and gave Wrench his phone back. He took it and decided to start talking about his plan.

"So I've been playing with this idea in my head, and as much as I would love for just the three of us to been known as heroes for destroying Talon, we would get killed quickly." Wrench said which made Peter and Widow look at each other.

"I know one person that can help us, but he's all the way in Japan." Widowmaker said, sitting on the armrest of the couch that Wrench and Peter were sitting on.

"We should get a Robot!" Wrench said, excited.

"By all means, find one that won't be traced back to us." Peter said, which put Wrench's idea down. Widowmaker spoke up on Wrench's half.

"When I was still in Talon, they gave me a old bastion unit and said I could hire someone to fix it to protect my home." Peter tried to stop Widowmaker before she was finished, but Wrench was already off the couch and running around the house to find it.

"Well he's not going to sleep tonight." Peter quipped as Widowmaker shook her head and heard the doorbell ring. She went out to get the food and brought it back in. Peter got up to help serve it.

"You know you don't have to help me serve the food right?" Widowmaker said.

"Yeah, but you had to deal with my best friend and I basically dragged you into this partnership with him, so we'll call it even." Peter said jokingly as he put the food in three plates and gave one to Wrench, who just found the robot in the basement of the house.

"If you guys hear a loud crash, it's probably under control." Wrench said as he left again, leaving only Peter and Widowmaker alone. They sat down at a table next to each other as they began to eat. Peter was just using the fork to move the food while Widowmaker barely ate anything.

"Guessing both of us aren't in much of an eating mood." Peter said as Widowmaker stopped eating and looked at Peter.

"Well because of my reconditioning I don't need to eat as much as someone else. But I thought you would've been hungry." Widowmaker said, which got no response from Peter, who was just staring at his plate. She shook Peter's shoulder and got his attention again.

"Are you alright?" She asked concerned.

"When we were in the hotel and I called you by your real name, why did you tell me not to call you that?" Peter asked. Widowmaker looked away for a while and turned back to look at Peter.

"I didn't know you well enough. Besides, that name died along with my old life." Widowmaker said coldly as she looked down at her plate. Peter didn't know what to say. He didn't want to be rude and say one of his never ending quips, or not say anything and make Widow feel like he didn't care. So he did what any sane man would do to an assassin having an Identity crisis. He held her hand. Widowmaker looked up at Peter and at their hands and blushed a little bit. Peter looked at their hands and pulled his away from hers.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to...you know...yeah." Peter said which made Widowmaker laugh a little.

"It's alright, I know you were trying to make me feel better." Widow said as Peter started to actually eat. After a few minutes, they were both done and put the plates in the sink, then went upstairs to their bedrooms.

"So, I'm guessing this is goodnight." Peter said dramatically on purpose. Widowmaker just smiled and shook her head.

"Do you make everything a joke?" Widowmaker asked as Peter opened his door.

"Yes, but only on purpose." Peter said.

"Well, goodnight Peter." Widowmaker said.

"Goodnight Amelia." Peter said before realizing his mistake. "Wait, don't punch me."

Widowmaker just smiled. "It's alright. Goodnight." She walked into her room as Peter closed his door. He face palmed himself as he laid down on his bed.

"Real smooth Peter. Your lucky she didn't dropkick you." Peter said to himself. He eventually fell asleep, ready for whatever was going to happen tomorrow.

If only he knew how much he was in for.

Sorry if this feels like a long chapter for no reason, this chapter for me was a resting point in the story with some jokes here and there. Also I literally was writing these three chapters in one week, so give me some credit lol. But I hoped you guys (and gals we don't discriminate here) enjoyed these last three chapters.