A/N: Here's chapter four, y'all! Hope you like it!

Disclaimer: Don't own it.

Four

"Peter, what on earth are you doing?" Tony asked him, walking over. "Are you okay? Are you hur- you were shot!"

Peter sighed. This was going to be a long conversation.

But it had to wait.

"I'll explain everything later, Mr. Stark," he told him.

He walked up to Fury and smiled, shaking the older man's hand.

"Thank you for coming, sir," he said, and Fury gave him a quick pat on the back.

"You're too polite for your own good, Parker," he said, then glanced at the medical team behind him. "I'll let you handle the med team, and we'll handle Ward."

"Yes, sir," Peter smiled, and walked up to the med team.

They had a gurney between them, ready for the injured agent.

"Alright!" Peter said loudly, needing them all to hear. "This ain't our first rodeo, guys, so let's get moving! You three, get the gurney ready, and you, come help me get him on it. Fitz, Jemma, you know what to do. Let's go, people!"

"Yes, sir!" the med agents nodded at him.

Peter hurried over to the injured agent, and Fitz and Jemma stood back for a moment. Peter gripped the injured man's legs while the med agent grabbed his upper body, and when the gurney was rolled next to them, they carefully lifted the man up and placed him on it. As Peter looked at all of the blood on the floor and the wall, he swallowed. Hopefully Fitz, Jemma, and the med team could save the poor guy.

Peter ran a hand through his hair as he watched Jemma and Fitz rush out of the school with the med team. When they were out of sight, he turned to where the rest of his team and his other team were standing around Ward, who was still on the ground.

"Daisy," Peter said, touching her elbow.

The Inhuman turned around (he noticed she did so without using her right leg) and when she saw him, she threw her arms around him and pulled him close.

"Next time something like this happens, I'm staying with you," she stated firmly.

He smiled and hugged her back, ignoring the extremely confused looks he was getting from the Avengers.

"Hopefully there won't be a 'next time' like this ever again," he replied, and she laughed, pulling away.

Peter glared at Ward, who was being lifted roughly to his feet and handcuffed by Steve, then turned to look at Coulson.

"What are we going to do with him, sir?" he asked, his eyebrows raised.

Coulson sighed and patted him on the back.

"We," he replied, "are going to lock him up in the most heavily guarded facility in the world, and never let him out."

Peter swallowed.

"He deserves worse," he said.

Melinda looked at him.

"Yeah," he said, "he does. But-"

"But that's not what we do," Peter interrupted, nodding. "Yeah. Sometimes that really sucks."

Daisy let and May let out a small laugh, and Fury smirked while Phil just shook his head, laughter in his eyes.

"Will somebody explain what the heck is going on?!"

Peter froze at the sound of Ned's voice. He turned, slowly, to where his classmates and teachers stood, a sheepish smile on his face.

Great, he thought, just great.

"Um," he said. "Ned, I know you must be really confused-"

"You think?!" his friend cried. "Peter, I'm used to your crazy nightly escapades as a vigilante but this is… this is insane, dude!"

Peter guessed, by Ned's expression, that this was not the good kind of "insane."

He was silent for several seconds, contemplating what he was going to say.

"I can't explain everything right now," he said. " First, I need to explain to them what's going on," he pointed at the Avengers, "because I can assure you, they are just as confused as you are, if not more. I'm sorry I can't say anything more right now. Before I tell you anything, I need to speak with my boss, because this is government information and I'm not yet sure if it can or should be released to the public."

Ned was silent for a moment, confusion and a little bit of betrayal in his expression. When Peter thought he wasn't going to say anything else, he pulled out his S.H.I.E.L.D. distributed Stark Tech aviators (Karen was built into them) and put them on. He turned to leave with the Avengers and the rest of his team, Ward in front of him, but before he could take more than two steps, another voice rang out.

"What can you tell us?"

Flash. Peter turned to the side once more, looking his "bully" straight in the eyes and pulling his glasses off for a moment.

"What do you want to know?" he asked.

Flash scoffed, still as egotistical as ever.

"Oh, I dunno," he sassed. "Maybe like…"

"Who are you?" Betty interrupted, and everyone nodded in agreement.

Peter allowed a small smirk bloom on his lips.

"My name is Peter Parker," he replied, returning his glasses to where they belonged on his face. He turned and began following his team again, but not before winking and saluting his classmates. His next words were heard by everyone. "And I'm an Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D."