Hi everybody, thanks for liking this story so much you are all awesometacular as Jeremy Jahns would say. Love the feedback you guys have written too, it lets me know what I should include or do for the upcoming event(s). Hopefully, this chapter will clear up any questions that might not have been answered last chapter.

Special thanks to Black Kat64, having dyslexia is hard so you are amazing. Also, that Whitney Huston tribute in the beginning. Tears.

Answers to some questions or reply to some comments:

The G'ddam Dark Knight – no he didn't reveal himself.

Fivefootthreeinches - Yeah, I wished they gone with a more Toby Maguire experienced Spider-Man for the MCU. Though the movie is worth matinee price.

Blaney- Oh, there is definitely will be a rating change in the future.

Guest- More Avengers in this chapter buddy, but Hulk is in space after the events of Age of Ultron. Unless I totally make something up. Also, I have an idea for a reveal but that's for later.

Now, let the story continue.

"Look guy, if you just give up now, you are looking at 5 -10 years max. And you won't be having to deal with a headache and broken bones." Spider-Man threatens the remaining goon by displaying his buddies all tied together in a bundle of webbing.

"Shut up will you!?" The thug fires his automatic rifle.

Peter's Spidey-Senses triggered as he jumped in the air and twirled forward to avoid the bullets. Holding back his strength, he only uses the momentum from the leap to punch the soldier in the jaw, instantly knocking the thug out. Spider-Man checks to make sure the man will live and begins searching the unconscious bodies for anything that would help him with MJ's investigation. "Dead end. Wait..." He takes a closer look at some of the thugs, "I know this guy. Don't you work for Hammerhead?"

"Hey, find anything and that goes to us." Yuri walks over to the masked man. "The Sable agents are getting transported to the hospital by the way, no one died."

"That's good to hear, though I don't think they aren't going to send me a thank you card anytime soon."

"More like a lawsuit, but that's what's the mask for, right Spider-Cop?"

"Wait, does that officially make me an honorary officer!?" Spidey exclaims with a kid-like jump in the air.

The police officer rolled her eyes, "No. So, anything?"

"These guys don't have anything on them that screams 'here are my big bad plans.' Screen them for any possible links to the mob. Anyways, good work, and if anymore of these cargo carriers get attacked, call me." He shoots a strand of web at a building.

"Off so soon?"

"We'll you did catch me in the middle of a nice dream. See ya!" He pulls himself upwards and swings away.

Peter landed on the top of his housing complex and crawled down to the window of his apartment. He took a quick peak to make sure that Wanda wasn't awake. The woman was in his bed blissfully asleep unlike the last time she stayed over, holding onto his pillow like a teddy bear. "You know, that's kinda cute." He places his hand on the glass and lift the window, entering one foot in at a time.

Peter makes it into the bathroom and changes back into his regular clothes. "7:15, I can afford another hour of sleep." He wonders back into the bed and slides into the little space left on the mattress. He managed most of his body back onto the bed, except his right arm which draped down to the floor. He closed his eyes and let out a sigh of relief, a slow numbing sensation fell over him as he drifted back into sleep.

Peter's vision blurred as he rubbed the sleep out of his eyes, he tapped the ground until finally finding something that felt like his phone. He checked the time and groaned; it was 8: 54 AM a little passed his usual get up but at least it was the weekend. Putting the phone in the crack of his bed frame, he scanned the room until his eyes stopped at a pair of legs, his head slowly moved up until he stopped at the nice figure they were attached to. Even though she was fully dressed, he couldn't help but gawk.

"Morning."

Peter yelps and fell out off the bed. Embarrassed that he was caught staring. The Nerd got back onto his feet "Wanda, Ms. Maxi, I mean Maxi. I didn't mean-" he tried to think of something.

Wanda turned around and gently shoved some bread with jam into his mouth.

"Thanks" he muffled.

She put on her shoes and opens the door. "Meet me after I get off F.E.A.S.T., I'll answer your questions then." She waves goodbye and leaves.

… Some time later…

The two sat in the lower corner of the staircase leading up to F.E.A.S.T.

"So, um." Peter rubbed his neck, "Where do we begin?"

Wanda hugged her knees. "Where do you want to start?"

"Well first, off. I guess, why didn't you just use your full name? Real name."

"I was hoping to be invisible. Besides, I didn't think we would end up see eachother again."

"Wow, pretty blunt." He was surprised by the fact that she intended their first encounter to be their last too.

"I am glad it wasn't" She smiled.

"Me too." He returned the smile. "Yeah… Okay, then what about your powers. How did you get them? Were you born with them?"

"No." She paused, "It's complicated. I gained them through experimentations."

"Woah, what kind experiments! Government?!" He wondered; this was alarming to him since he knew some big companies and agencies were trying to create superhumans, but if they could actually succeed that would be frightening.

Wanda stayed silent; this was a question she feared answering. Likewise, she still wasn't ready to tell him about her dark past. Peter realized this is probably why she had kept her hero life so guarded and decided to quickly change subjects. "So, I mean the Avengers! Wow. You are in the big leagues. You must have some awesome powers."

"I guess." She doesn't demonstrate any of her abilities as there were people around. "I still don't know the extent of these powers. But what I can do, what I can or can't control… it's…" She couldn't think of a word to describe it.

"So much to take in." He finished for her.

"Yes, too much."

"I guess, how did the Avengers find you? I mean were you recruited?"

"No, I found them. I- it's- I got caught up in something that didn't turn out to be what I was hoping for. So, I needed them."

"I see. What can you do exactly? I mean, I know you can move stuff and read minds."

"Control people, create hallucinations… I don't know what else I can do, a lot more maybe."

Peter shifted positions and shoved his hands into his pockets. "Have you looked into my mind? Like, okay. Who am I kidding, if I had your powers I would do it too. I am not going to get angry or anything, but how much did you see?"

"Enough to know you are a special person Peter Parker." Wanda paused for dramatic effect, as she watched Peter's eyes widen, "You are smart, and funny. Probably the second kindest man I have ever met."

The nerd raised an eyebrow. "Wow, second?"

Wanda slyly smirked. She didn't elaborate any further. "Steve is picking me up today."

Peter's jaw almost dropped. "Like- like Captain America." He gawked thinking about how crazily cool that sounded, but unbelievable at the same time. "That's so cool." The revving of an engine could be heard as someone drove closer. "Holy crap." Peter watched as a man dressed in outdated but stylish clothing parked his motorcycle a few feet from them.

"Sorry, did I come in at a bad time?" He asked politely while getting off his bike.

Wanda leaned closer to Peter and whispered into his hear. "Don't shake his hand too long, he doesn't like that." She resisted the urge to give Peter a goodbye kiss, instead Wanda stood up and dusted off her pants. "We were just getting done."

Steve pulled out a spare helmet and gave it to the Scarlet Witch. "Ah, you must be Mr. Parker."

Peter pinched himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming. "Hey, Cap- C-Captain. Peter Parker, big fan." He managed to take Wanda's advice and only shake his hand for a few second before letting go.

"Steve's fine. Unless you're in the military." He joked.

"Yes, Captain. Steve. I mean no, no, I am not sorry." Peter couldn't keep the silly smirk of pure joy off his face.

"It's all good kid." He looks over at Wanda who had finished strapping on the helmet. "Good to go?"

"Yes." She responded.

Steve looked like he was about to turn around and leave when suddenly he held out a finger like he forgot to ask something. "Say you know now right? I mean about Wanda."

Peter nodded.

"And like - no breakup or anything, right?" Cap knew it sounded awkward to ask.

"Steve, what are you doing?" Wanda crossed her arms, a little annoyed.

"I don't think so." Peter answered.

"Great. We'll my birthday is in a few days, and I know Wanda and you may have some Fourth of July plans but there will be a party going on. You are welcome to come; everybody has been dying to meet you."

The brunette sighed. "Not this again."

"Everybody?" Peter muttered, he didn't know whether to be flattered or freaked out.

"We'll it's up to you. Freedom of choice you know. Anyways nice meeting you." He waved and got back into to his bike. Wanda had an annoyed look on her face but got on too.

'Talk to you later.' Peter heard in his mind.

"Yeah, see you Maxi." He said out load. The nerd didn't know if the telepathy worked both ways, he smiled and waved goodbye.

The motorcycle roared to life and sped off.

"Maxi huh?" Steve poked fun at the woman behind him.

"Do I see an accident in your future?" Wanda mused. She felt Steve's back muscles tense up under his leather jacket. The Scarlet Witch smirked and hid an evil laugh.

XXXX

Peter continued to look through the reports MJ had given him, trying to discover any clues.

"So, Captain America and Wanda just get on a motorcycle and drove off?"

"Yeah, pretty crazy right?"

"Pete, your confidence level…" Miles raises his hand above is head "… here, because if I were you, I would be way more worried than just going to a party." The teen then gets on the ground and starts doing handstand pushups. "So uh, you are going to go right?"

"I am not so sure. I mean once in a lifetime opportunity here, but the last thing I want is for all of them to take an interest in my personal life. Also, it's the Fourth, so criminal activity is a 50/50."

"Come on, Captain America freaking invited you. I think it's against the law or something to say no to that guy. Besides, the Avengers are good. I think if anybody were to find out about your secret identity, they would be the ones to trust."

"You know, that's what most people think. But remember, somehow Hydra infiltrated S.H.E.I.L.D, if that is possible then I don't know what else is."

"Okay, point taken. Still, you are going to at least tell Wanda, right?"

Peter paused and closed the files. "I should. I mean, I feel like she might already know or really laying it on heavy. Mind reading power and all. But I guess…" He rubbed his chin, "I like her seeing me as regular Peter Parker. Have I told you about my ex?"

"MJ?" the teenager jumped up onto Peter's apartment ceiling.

"No, not MJ. We'll let's just say she was only interested in the man with the mask on." The nerd sighed; he did like Felicia a lot. It was never boring with her, and well they did some things that weren't so vanilla. However, in the end it felt like she was only infatuated with Spider-Man, superhero, more than Peter Parker, average guy. It also didn't help that she is a notorious burglar and he's a crime fighter so even though they made a unique pair, it wasn't destined to last.

"Oh, I see. Girls love the whole secret identity thing. Though, wouldn't it be funny if you didn't look like you but someone like Freddy Kruger?"

Peter laughed, agreeing that would be funny. "Have you been listening to Jameson? That is a theory about me he floated."

"His podcasts are hilarious; I don't know how that man comes up with such comedic gold."

"His conspiracies are quite out there. But somehow people do listen to them." Peter felt his phone ring and answered the call. "Hello?"

"Hi Pete, sorry for leaving early today." The woman with an accent on the other end said.

"Oh, hey Maxi. No, it's all good. Cap seems like a cool guy."

"Yes. About that. Um, do you want to come over?"

"Uh…" Peter looked at Miles, the teenager gave him two enthusiastic thumbs up. "Yeah, sure. If that's what you want."

"I mean, I want to spend more time with you. Alone." Wanda suggested, "however, I don't think I can get these people off my back if you didn't."

Peter gave it a second to think it over. "Yeah, okay, like cool. I'll come."

"Okay. I will see you then?"

"Yeah, uh. How do I get there?"

"…I'll come pick you up."

"Great. Yes, uh so later?"

"Yes. Bye Pete."

"Bye Maxi."

Miles jumped down from the ceiling. "Pete, this is so awesome. It's like Spider-Man infiltrating the Avengers." The teen was ecstatic. "Just make sure you get some cool selfies."

XXXX

Peter look outside the window as New York City began to fade out into the less populated area of the state. He broke contact with the view to peer at Wanda who sat a few inches away from him. She was also trying to distract herself by thinking of the things she would like to be trying out in the big city.

"You guys can make out, I don't mind. No hanky-panky though." Natasha teased from the driver seat.

Even though superheroes have become pretty mainstream, in fact, celebrities. Peter thought it wouldn't be as imposing to be sitting next to The Black Widow, but that was far from the truth. He rubbed the side left of his head, trying to hide his embarrassment. Wanda had no reaction as she had gotten used to the constant harassments from her teammates.

"Come on guys, we've been driving for like an hour now. Talk or something."

The couple in the car stared at each other for a moment, not sure how to make it less awkward.

"Okay, never mind. I'll just ask. So, Peter how did you two meet?" Natasha had run many background checks on Peter, everything came out fine. The kid is a genius, graduated college with honors, and he seems to have a stable research job. Nothing out of the ordinary, though it was interesting to note that Nick Fury had put him under a watch list. Maybe her former boss was looking to recruit some scientists, however, nothing's that simple. 'I definitely need to keep an eye on this kid' she told herself. This question on the other hand was more out of pure curiosity since the Sokovian never spilled the beans.

"Oh, we'll Wanda, helped my friend Josh get to F.E.A.S.T. She didn't want to stay for the activities, but we coincidentally met up at a pizza place right after, and well we became friends and that's mainly it." He explained.

Natasha smirked. "We'll that's not as interesting as I hoped it would be."

Wanda stopped drawing circles on the window. "What did you expect?"

"Maybe a heated interaction at a bar. A one-night stand that was hard to forget. Oh, how passionate that would be." Natasha pondered.

The spy enjoyed getting a rouse out of people. Glancing at the rearview mirror she found it funny when Peter blushed and peered out the window but didn't get the reaction, she was hoping for from Wanda who wasn't the least fazed. "You have been watching too many romantic comedies with Steve."

"What can I say, Cap got a soft spot for that stuff." Black Widow shrugged. "Besides, you didn't answer me the first time I asked so my imagination went wild."

Peter leaned over to Wanda and whispered something into her ear. "Is this what you meant when you said that everybody teases you."

"Sadly." She sighed.

"Wow, sorry."

"Don't be. My brother always did the same thing." Wanda smirked to herself as she thought about all the times Pietro would interrogate her when she came back from a date.

"Okay Peter, next question. What made you start volunteering at F.E.A.S.T.?"

"We'll my Aunt May… after my uncle died, she hadn't been herself. I mean who can after you lose someone so close. Anyway, she was a strong woman, it took her some time but one day instead of deciding to continue grieving, she sought out F.E.A.S.T. Helping people was her way of soothing the pain. It was in my senior year of high school and I decided to offer my time when available to help her. May inspired to me to continue helping the people in there… I want to honor her by keeping F.E.A.S.T. open for all the people who don't have a place to go."

Natasha knew from the background check that Peter's aunt had died in the Dragon's Breath Crisis. Though she didn't know the feeling of losing a loved one, she did know what it was like to be inspired to do good. "May sounds like a wonderful woman."

"One of the best two people in the world." He smiled and nodded.

"You plan on working at F.E.A.S.T. one day, besides just being a volunteer?"

"I won't be leaving anytime soon. But maybe when I am satisfied with how far I can push my professional career. I mean, cancer isn't going to cure itself."

Natasha raised an eyebrow. "Curing cancer huh?"

"Oh, yeah. I am working as an assistant right now for one of my old college professors. We are working on some medical things, but I am not going to dive into too much details. Wanda is probably tired of me talking about work." He nudged the girl besides him.

"We'll kids we are almost here, try to keep your hands on appropriate places and actually talk with people." Natasha eyed Wanda who usually kept to herself during social events.

Peter had to resist pushing his face closer to the window as he saw the Avenger Facility. "Will there be any Iron Man suits on display?"

"He'll probably show up in his latest model. He loves the attention." Natasha answered.

Peter had to refrain himself from saying something geeky or jump out of seat in excitement. "How about any of your gadgets. Can I inspect them. Oh, like your gauntlets, I would love to see where the battery components are located, or better yet, look at those small EMP devices that shoot out of them. So cool."

Wanda had told Natasha about Peter's nerdy tendencies; she couldn't help but think it was adorable. "Of course."

XXXX

"So, I see like ten robots coming in hot, ready to destroy the rescue vehicle. I fly out of nowhere surprising them, BOOM! WAR MACHINE COMING AT YOU! I punched the lead robot so hard it exploded into a million pieces. If machines can piss their pants, that's what his friend looked like they were doing."

The nerd nodded his head enthusiastically, truly entertained by the Colonel's story. This instantly made Rhodey see Peter in a positive light.

"Do you have the suit with you?"

"It's stored away right now, though if you are here later into the night. You never know."

"Awesome. Also, I have been meaning to ask: why do you have a mini-gun on your shoulder when you could probably equip some kind of pulsar canon in its place? Then you won't have to carry as much ammunition, and it would provide an extra source of power in your suit if you connected a second reactor, it's a great failsafe just in case your base reactor is damaged."

"Uh, because it's ah… a work in progress." In reality, he really wanted to one up Tony and the weapon on the shoulder made him feel bad ass.

"We'll that's what I would do. I mean your suit is already cooler than Iron Man's, but with a little modification it could be more practical too. I mean the reactor on the chest looks amazing and everything, but highly impractical." Peter lied about the 'cooler' part since he wanted to be nice but was telling the truth when it came to the upgrade.

The Colonel put a hand on Peter's shoulder, he looked like he was about to cry from joy. "You really mean it. That my suit looks cooler than Tony's."

"Oh yeah, love the black, plus the red eyes, really menacing."

"Come here." Rhodey gave the nerd a quick but tight embrace before letting go. "For five years I have been under that man's shadow. But, now… now is the time for War Machine." He made a fist and shook it.

"Jesus Christ, is discount Iron Man going on about his amazing adventures again." Falcon walked up from behind the two.

"Woah." Peter struggled to keep it together and not fanboying out.

"Sam Wilson at your service, what's your name?" Sam shook Peter's hand.

"I am Peter Parker. Mr. Wilson, it's so awesome to meet you (for the second time)."

"Ah, so, you're Mr. BoyToy?"

Peter arched his eyebrows upwards. "Uh… what?"

Rhodey slaps Sam's arm and whispered something into Sam's ear. "Dude. He doesn't know that we call him that."

"Uh… Mr. Boyfriend. That's what I meant to say." Sam laughed, pretending his slip didn't happen.

….

"I can't believe she said I am not there for her." Thor continued to express his annoyance at Jane. "Do you know how hard it is to travel to nine different realms and constantly try to maintain order, hmm?"

"No?" Maria Hill answered.

"Exactly! No one knows." He laughs, "And then when I do come and see her, she tells me that maybe a break is what we need. Ah, women, they are crazy… I mean, not you guys, obviously."

"Right." Pepper sarcastically nods, "Did Jane mention what she meant by break?"

"I don't know, she said that she was busy. Maybe try experimenting."

Pepper, Maria, and Wanda looked at each other and began snickering.

"Why are all of you laughing? What's so funny?"

Pepper faked a cough to stop her laughter. "You don't understand what she means do you?"

"Of course, of course I do… Jane clearly meant that she, she…?" Thor waited for one of them to finish the sentence since he had no clue what Jane meant.

"She wants to date other people." Maria finished.

"No, no, no. She wants to focus on- you know, experiments… and such things. Science. Her career." Thor corrected, but what actually starting to connect the dots.

When the three women shook their heads as a response, Thor's hopeful smile slowly disappeared as he sighed and hung his head down. "Shit, I knew David Miller wasn't a beer."

"Steve, I would like you to meet Nadia Bianchi. She's a renowned Italian model, did I mention that she is fluent in seven different languages." Tony introduced the fifth woman of the night to Steve.

"It's a pleasure to meet you. I am Steve Rogers." Clearly, she knew who he was, but Cap felt inclined to greet her properly. Steve held out his hand to shake hers but was taken back when she leaned in to give him two kisses on both cheeks instead.

"He forgot to mention I am a gymnast too." Nadia sly whispered into his ear.

Steve forced a smile. It didn't sound like she was insinuating anything, but he has been wrong before. "Win any medals or awards?"

"Um… yeah, yes, I did win a bronze medal at the Olympics back when I was younger." Nadia flustered, surprised that Steve didn't give her a flirtatious response and partially because she made herself sound old while in fact she was only in her late twenties.

"That's amazing! You should be proud. When I was younger, I couldn't even run a block without getting an asthma attack let alone win a metal." He directed praise at her. "Are you still participating?"

"Thanks, and no, not professionally."

"Why's that? You look amazing – I mean fit, in shape." He stumbled.

"I would, but I had an injury."

"That's too bad. It must have been something really serious if it made you quit."

"Doctor says one more bad landing, bye-bye ankles." She tried her best to hide a frown.

Steve caught the quick change in her mood, years of training makes it easy to pick up on mircoexpressions. The millisecond twinge in her lips and furrowing of her eyebrows was easily noticed by the super soldier. "Shoot, I am sorry. I shouldn't have brought it up."

"No. No. No." She calmed herself down. "It's just that… I really loved it. Now, I just stand and pose for a living. It's not as rewarding."

"Non importa se si procede lentamente, l'importante é non fermarsi (it doesn't matter how slow you go as long as you don't stop)." Steve told her in Italian.

Nadia was pleasantly surprised. "é tutto ciò che sai in italiano? (Is that all you can speak in Italian?)"

"Credo di essermi davvero arrugginito. (I guess I am a little rusty.)" Steve replied casually which made her laugh.

Tony slowly walked away to give the two some privacy.

"Hi, um, Mr. Odinson. Can I take a picture with you, please?" Peter saw the God drinking alone and though this would be the best opportunity to ask.

"Oh, yes. Why of course. Just call me Thor." He set the beer down and waited for Peter to get his phone set up.

"Alright, cheese." Peter said while Thor grinned and threw up peace signs with both his hands.

Peter took the picture and checked the quality. "Thank you so much, I am a hug fan."

"Most people are." He looked over the young man. "I don't think we have met before."

"Peter Parker, I am- I am with Wanda." Peter stated; he didn't know why he sounded so embarrassed.

"OOHHH! You're the witch's lover. Mr. BoyToy." The God rest his arm on the young man's shoulders. "You know, one thing I have learned from Jane is that women are needy, they can never be satisfied no matter how much you try. Hahaha. Don't ever be a one-pump chump- whatever that means."

Peter eyes widened, and he simply nodded.

….

"You know, the relationship wouldn't have worked out anyways. I mean, Jane will be dust and bones before I get my first grey hair." Thor reasoned.

"I think the saying goes, it's better to have loved and lost than to never have loved at all." Vision tried to sympathize with the God.

"That my red friend, was beautiful." Thor finished another bottle of Asgardian liquor he had intended to give Steve. "I think I need another."

"Easy, big guy. Don't drink too much, Stark has yet to start the fireworks. That means there is plenty more beer on the way." Sam freed the few remaining bottles of the ancient alcohol from Thor's grasp. "Besides, drinking game later tonight, and we'll need all of this to stand a chance against Cap."

Rhodey opened one of the bottles and gave it a sniff. "Whoo, this stuff is strong. I feel drunk already."

"What about you men hm?" Thor wraps his arms around the three. "Any maidens that have shattered your hearts lately?"

Rhodey shrugged and got out of the God's grip. "I am flying on solo for now."

"Yeah, I already had my heart shattered two times tonight." Sam joked as he stared at a group of women giggling to each other, distinctively Sam could hear them gossip about how Thor is single.

"My heart is synthetic, so if it does shatter, I don't think it would be a problem. At least of a little while."

Thor patted Vision on the back. "How I envy you right now."

Out of the gaze of his comrades' eyes, the android takes a quick glance at Wanda who is talking to Clint.

"Don't look now, but I think your boyfriend just got a new date." Clint laughed as he gestured for Wanda to look forward with a quick nod.

Wanda turned around to find Peter fiddling with Black Widow's gauntlets at a bar stand. Natasha was mixing a drink behind the counter but kept a steady eye on the young man to make sure he doesn't break anything. The Scarlet Witch had no reply as she took a long drink out of her cup.

"Wow, I was just kidding."

"Yeah, I know." She muttered. Though in the back of her mind, the thought of being replaced by a glove did annoy her. Likewise, Peter hadn't interacted with her once since entering the facility, and that definitely meant something was up.

"So, how are you liking the new place?"

Wanda looked around, "the place is like a prison." She admitted.

"What?! Are you saying they lock you in here or something?" Clint said sarcastically but clearly concerned.

Wanda shook her head. "No, I come and go. It's just… I can feel their eyes on me, waiting for something to happen. They have painted a target on the back of my head, though I cannot blame them for seeing me as someone to be concerned about."

"Hey, I may be retired but I have some sway. Just tell me and we can switch some staff around."

"No, that's won't be necessary." She smiled, "I have gotten used to it… how is the retired life?"

"You know, kind of boring actually. I get to hang out with the kids, I mean it's a little easier taking care of the new one since I don't have to wake up early after a night of crying. Been golfing a lot lately, there hasn't been much use for the old bow and arrows."

"Where is your family?"

"Oh, they are here somewhere. Probably looking for a good place to watch the fireworks. You know, if you need to get out for some fresh air, always welcome to drop by my place for a few days."

"That would be nice. Thank you."

Peter scratched his chin confused about a missing component in Tony's suit that was fully open for display. He analyzed every nook can cranny of the crotch area and legs and didn't find the thing he was looking for. "Where is the filtration system? In the ankles maybe? Does this version not have it? I would love to see if I can make one for my suit if it's possible."

"Come on, you must try the sushi at least, everyone loves sushi except the ones that don't." Tony told Vision as they passed by.

"I don't need food to sustain this body, however, today may be a rare occasion."

"That's the spirit." The billionaire noticed Peter staring at his armor with admiration. "Say, Vis why don't you get me a drink- something alcoholic, I got to check on something for a second."

The android wasn't sure what Tony was going to check on but nodded and continued on his path. Peter noticed the two and did his best to act normal. The nerd couldn't help but keep his eyes glued on Vision as he walked past him, 'and I thought science could only go so far.'

"You enjoy staring at my crotch?"

Peter slightly jumped as he found Tony standing right next to him. "Mr. Stark, woah!"

"Yep. Me. Me. Me. Me. Me. If you are looking for the filtration system, it's in the foot soles."

"Ah!" Peter nodded. Peter was mentally in a state of shock, that 'the' Tony Stark was standing right next to him. He didn't know whether to babble praise at the genius or stay silent so he wouldn't look like an idiot.

"Yeah, good times…."

"Um, can I take a picture with you?" Peter asked.

"Yes, of course. Just no hand signs."

The nerd turned around and took a quick shot of him smiling nervously with a casual Tony Stark. "Oh, Miles is gonna love this."

Tony straightened his suit. "So, what the hell are you doing here?"

"Uh…" Peter was startled by his statement. "I- I got invited."

"Yeah, I know that. I mean why aren't you out there meeting people and getting drunk."

"Oh, I met some of the Avengers already. But this, you only get to see *this* up close like once in a lifetime. It's truly a work of art, I just want to take it apart and put it back together." The young man nearly salivated just thinking about how fun that would be. "I also don't drink."

"Jesus, you are a total nerd aren't you." Tony crossed his arms and eyed Peter from head to toe. "Yeah, dress like one too."

Peter wasn't sure how respond to that. "I hope that's a good thing." Peter scratched his right ear. "This is so weird, it's like everyone here knows who I am."

"It's pretty much our job to know everything that's going on. Not our fault that Wanda takes an interest in you. Which reminds me, next time I ask you if you have eight eyes, go with it. I don't like losing to birdbrain."

Peter froze in place. Every fiber of his being screamed at him to go into full on denial mode. "What? What? Ha, what are you talking about? I don't understand."

"You know, I don't approve of liars." Tony pulled a device out of his suit. "Quick question of the rhetorical variety, this is you isn't it?" The hologram projection shows Spider-Man holding two running trucks in place with his webbing before taking down some thieves exiting the vehicle. "I got this footage in the morning, nicely done by the way."

Peter put on a poker face. "I am not sure what you are talking about. I mean look at me there's no way."

Tony wasn't having it. He taps on the screen.

"… we have to do what's best for those beneath us, whether they understand it or not!" A badly beaten Doctor Otto Octavius yelled while grabbing Peter in a black and yellow suit by the wrist.

Peter shook free. "No, you are wrong! You were everything I wanted to be!"

Peter's jaw dropped at the footage. He quickly spun around to make sure that no one was around.

"You were lucky kid; if I didn't intercept these files, I am pretty sure Osborne would be having a ball with this." Tony put the device back into his suit pocket. "Now, Spider-Bruh, real question here. Why the mask? And don't give me that, 'it's to protect the ones I love' bullshit either."

"Does everybody else know? Have you showed them?" Peter stepped closer, his voice slightly raising.

"Calm down or my suit will slap you." Without warning, the Iron Man armor closed all it's panels and stared at the man in plaid. "Your identity is safe with me; I don't know how cleaver everyone else is but assume it's a 25% probability just in case. Now back to the question, why the mask? Also, be quick Vision is coming back and I need to light fireworks soon."

Peter breathed and stepped back, he leaned against the wall feeling a little woozy. "What else is there to say?"

Tony stepped closer. "That can't be the only thing, kid."

Peter felt his leg shake as he peered around again to make sure no one was listening. "While people like you wear a mask to insight fear in the bad guys, or Cap who shows his face to because he lacks it. I wear the mask so people can't see mine. I can't let them know who Spider-Man is… or the ones closest to me pay the price." He huffed, feeling like he just let go of a twenty-ton weight.

Tony let the words skin into head as he gave Peter a look of acknowledgement. "That's a heavy burden to bear. Have you told Wanda?"

"Not yet, I am getting there. Maybe tonight."

"Good, because if you weren't, I was."

"Why would you do that!?" Peter freaked out.

"Look, I like you kid, looking out for little guys. Very admirable. I have all your best interests in mind here. That girl needs some normal in her life, you are definitely not normal but that's okay so long as she's happy… trust me, the earlier the better."

Suddenly some footsteps could be heard coming closer. The two men turn their heads to find Wanda.

Tony eased his serious expression. "Oh, hey what's going Red Riding Hood?"

"Don't call me that Stark and stop harassing Peter." She walked over to the nerd and grabbed his hand. "I was wondering where you went, I should have known you were looking at his suit."

"Oh yeah, I can't help but admire it." Peter said while giving Tony a please don't say anything face.

"Harassing? What do you mean? I was just telling him how I go potty. Oh, hey look, my drink has arrived."

Vision comes back in with a glass of clear liquid and ice. "Evening, Wanda. Lovely dress your wearing tonight… Mr. Parker."

Tony patted Vision on the back in a comforting way. "Come on Vis, let's let these rabbits do their thing. We have some fireworks to attend to." Before Vision can say anything, Tony was already pushing him to a different direction. The playboy made a quick turn to Peter and gave him a 'you know what to do' stare.

"Your drink Stark." The android held it out for the billionaire.

"Oh, the drink is yours buddy. I have a feeling that you will need it. Now let's go get some fondue, I have a great story to tell."

"I thought we were starting the fireworks?"

"Right! Fireworks and fondue."

After the two Avengers left the area, Peter sighed in relief. "That was weird."

"I would say that was normal." Wanda tugged his hand and began leading him to another location.

Outside of the facility, a decent sized crowed of people were enjoying their snacks and drinks as the firework show was beginning.

"Will we be able to light any fireworks ourselves?" Cooper Barton asked Steve.

"I don't think so kid, though that does sound fun."

Natasha held baby Nathaniel in her arms and kept Lila at a watchable distance as she was a roamer. "Where is Mrs. Italy?"

"Oh, Nadia? Apparently, she has a boyfriend. I convinced her that a night of…" He was going to say 'casual sex' but remembered there was children around. "…fun won't solve all her problems."

"Wow Steve, how honorable of you." Black Widow said sarcastically. "That's too bad. I think she was a great match."

"It wouldn't have worked anyways; I am too busy." He resorted to his usual response.

Natasha cradled Nathaniel who surprisingly was receptive of her actions and didn't cry. The feeling of having a baby in her arms had caused the assassin to forget about everything happening in her busy life for a moment. A feeling of warmth built up inside her, as she cherished this moment that she can never have herself. "This is nice."

Steve nodded in agreement. Happy to be with his friends and people that mattered to him. It almost made him feel like life was normal again, and that he didn't spend last seventy-five years in ice.

"By Odin's beard that thing is so tiny, it's like I can crush him with my fingers!" Thor laughed. "Oh, just let me hold him for a moment." The God reached his hands out to try and get the baby.

Natasha frowned and pulled the baby protectively closer to her, "not a chance."

The flashing lights of colorful explosions would sometimes go through the windows and light up part of the dark building. Near the back-right corner of the hanger where some crates which made a good little cover. Peter sat on the cold concrete ground with his back pressed against the wall. Wanda positioned across his lap, affectionately wrapping an arm around his head to kiss him tightly, while another hand massaged his arm that was holding her in place.

"Are you sure no one is here? Aren't there cameras?" Peter's questions came out muffled.

Wanda broke their kiss and leaned closer to his ear. "Maybe." She whispered. Obviously, she knew the place was a blind spot, but the Scarlet Witch felt that the heat of the moment makes out session was a huge turn on. It was her wild streak coming out, doing something so adventurous excited her. She trailed kiss across his cheek before connecting their lips again. She grabbed Peter's free hand and placed it closer to her inner thigh.

"Oh, Jesus." Peter whimpered as his fingers grazed passed her knee-high socks and onto the soft bare thigh under her dress. He was a nervous wreck, breathing heavily felt like he was sucking air out of Wanda's lungs instead. He could hear the labored panting from Wanda in his ears. The nerd opens his mouth to ask if she was drunk.

She used her mind reading powers on him. "No. Now stop talking," she demanded. The woman hadn't nearly had enough drinks since she was still wearing clothes. Wanda bit his lower lip and pressed herself closer to him.

They continued like this for a few minutes until Peter yet again felt the need to talk. "Um, nice aircraft. Do you know how fast it can fly?"

Wanda rolled her eyes in annoyance and got off of Peter. The first few times this happened she though it was funny, now it was just getting in the way of much needed pleasure and a total mood killer. "What is going on?"

Peter tussled his hair and breathed. "You know, for the past eight Fourth of July's I never gave myself a break to do anything. I- okay. Okay, whooo!" He got up onto his feet and cracked his stiff neck. "Maxi. I need to tell you something. You know how when you told me you were an Avenger; I didn't think you were crazy or laugh at you or anything."

Peter fidgeted with his wrinkled shirt collar, unsure how to handle telling her the news. This was different from the time he showed MJ or Felicia. It wasn't a medical emergency, or a steamy hookup. He was about to reveal his other side to her for the sake of being honest. "Well I have to tell you something. I knew already since I saw you on the bridge. I mean, yeah, look, look, I-" He didn't know how to say it, instead he jumped onto the wall and stood horizontally in place.

There was a timely pause as the two just gazed at each other. Wanda had to give it a second to process Peter sticking onto the wall. It was a totally different sight compared to when he was in the costume. She knew for a few days now, but didn't understand why he hid it from her, but then again, she would be a hypocrite if she got angry with him. Scarlet Witch stood up and went over to where his head was "I know."

"You knew…?" He blinked. Peter was stunned, mentally processing the revelation before sighing in relief rather than displeasure. "Of course, you knew."

She laughed. "No powers. You should be quieter when you go to the bathroom." Wanda cupped his face and kissed his lips sideways. Peter didn't bother coming up with a quirky response, finally recuperate the passion he felt from the brunette.

Abruptly, some noise broke their intimacy.

"Honey, I think we should get back to the kids." A feminine voice said.

"Nat is taking care of them. We can afford a few minutes babe." Clint reassured as he planted kisses on her neck.

Laura made a soft moan. "Okay but aren't there like security cameras."

"I can disable the ones in there."

Peter and Wanda stayed dead quiet as they heard the doors to an aircraft open.

Laura giggled. "This reminds me of when we first started dating."

"Come on, I know how to activate the shades too." The soft footsteps of the two entering the aircraft barely made audible echoes.

Without exchanging words, Wanda and Peter slowly crept to the exit, pretending that they didn't see or hear anything.

I am not sure about the next chapter. I am thinking a part 2- after party shenanigans. However, I may just continue the plot.