AN: Hi! Thank you for all your reviews! I have a lot of free time this summer, so I will update often. I'm a little stuck on what to do for chapter three so if you have anything you want to happen let me know! :)

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Tony:

''Peter, why don't we head out?'' Tony said softly, wondering if those were the right words to say.

''Y-You're leaving?'' Peter's voice was raw and filled with emotion, that he was now trying to hide.

''We are leaving.'' Tony replied, slowly standing up as Peter finally let go. The kid still didn't understand.

''But I can't. I can't go home, not without May. They won't let me leave. They said I'm only 16, so I have to... have a guardian.'' Peter continued.

Tony didn't really know what to say, so he just pulled out an envelope and handed it to Peter, who cautiously toke it and pulled it open. He decided it wasn't a good time to point out that Peter was still 15 for several months.

His eyes widened as he read it, then he pulled them away and stared up at Tony. ''Does this mean... are you? I...''

''What did you think I was going to leave you to the streets?'' Tony joked. ''I filled the papers out before I got you and me being, well me, they were excepted instantly. Looks like you're stuck with me now.''

Peter:

Peter didn't know what to say. Tony Stark was adopting him! He had already thought of him as sort of a father figure, but he didn't think Tony cared that much!

''I... I don't know what to say. I mean are you sure you want to do this? I can be pretty annoying at times. I'm not like super high maintenance, I can actually be very low maintenance, I mean I live in a very tiny apartment. But It's just I tend to you know, ta-'' Peter was interrupted by Tony smirking. ''Talk a lot... what's so funny?''

Tony raised his eyebrows, then shook his head. ''Nothing let's just get out of here.''

He wrapped an arm around the kid and lead him out the door. They were silent until they got to the car. A white Lamborghini. Peter would've been more excited to get to ride in it, if his Aunt hadn't just died. Instead he just climbed in and pressed his head against the cool window. He hadn't realized how tired he was until Tony was shaking him gently to wake him up.

''Hey Spidey, let's get you inside, then you can go back to sleep.'' He coaxed.

Peter reluctantly swung his legs over the seat and hopped out. He then followed Tony into the tower, where the avengers were all currently living.

Tony:

The silence was finally broken as they walked into the elevator.

''Mr. Stark?'' Peter said quietly.

''Hmm?''

''You don't have to do this. Really, I can take care of myself.''

''Peter I am not going to leave you to fend for yourself! You are 15.'' Tony replied surprised.

''Almost 16.'' Peter mumbled.

The elevator stopped and they walked into a very welcoming sight. The Avengers were hanging out in the lounge. Bruce was standing next to Nat, both engaged in conversation, hand gestures and all. Clint and Steve were both on the couch playing a video game, Clint occasionally shouting out loud random stuff such as ''HA I NOSCOPED YOU''. Cap being the great sport he was would just chuckle and shake his head.

Thor had gotten up the second the elevator opened.''The man of iron has brought the spider boy.'' Thor inquired.

Everyone stopped what they were doing to greet Peter. Seeing as Peter was occupied for the moment Tony headed outside for some much-needed fresh air. Thor followed closely behind.

''How's he doing?'' Thor asked Tony, once they had gotten onto the balcony.

''Not terrible. I guess the tears have stopped, he's probably just in shock now.''

''Understandable.'' Thor replied. He knew what it was like, having family as well. ''Well I'm willing to help in any way I can. We all are.''

Tony gave Thor a small smile. As much as hated to admit it, he was glad to have the avengers to help.

Later that night, Peter had yet to fall asleep, and it was decided that they would let Peter pick a movie. Of course, he picked the newest Star Wars movie. Somehow halfway through the credit scene a food fight struck out. Peter and Steve were tossing popcorn into each other's mouths when a few pieces landed right smack in Tony's hair. Tony turns and glares at Peter, and Peter's smile faded.

Tony felt a pang of guilt when he saw Peter's smile wash off his face. He liked his smile. Without any warning, he jumped onto the couch and started throwing popcorn back at Peter and Steve. ''Take that!''

Within seconds; Thor is dancing around, hips swaying, throwing huge fistfuls of popcorn at everyone, Peter's climbing up walls, flinging popcorn down at Tony, Nat is dodging everything, Bruce is catching the popcorn thrown at him in his mouth, and Clint is running around in circles, popcorn flying from his hands at everyone

AN: Sorry if that scene was too soon, I had already written it and just couldn't wait to put it in. …...…...

Peter:

Tony led Peter into the room he had prepared for Peter.

Peter gasped. It was perfect! There were stars and planets hanging from the ceiling, not like the cheap plastic kind, but realistic looking miniature replicas. There was a huge walk in closet, a full king-sized bed with a blue cover, a white nightstand, an expensive looking lava lamp with the Stark logo on it. There was even a desk and a cushioned chair in the corner of the room, bordered by bookshelves, full of books. It was the perfect room for Peter, being the nerd, he was.

''So... I put this together before I picked you up. If you want, we can redesign however you wan-''

''N-No. I-It's perfect! I mean it's cool.'' Peter eyes were wide, so Tony could tell he more than liked it. ''Thank you, Mr. Stark.''

''It was no trouble really! I- what?'' He glanced at Peter to see a single tear streaming down his face. ''Peter why are you crying.?''

''I don't know.'' He really didn't know. He was happy one second and then I just felt sad... next thing you know boom waterworks.

'' I think it's time for bed. You've had a long day.''

Understatement of the year. He woke up at 6AM, only to find out that his Aunt had been murdered, by who knows who. Then he spent the rest of day crying in the hospital for hours and worrying about what was going to happen to him next. Then it turned out he was being adopted by a genius billionaire, and he was going to live with the Avengers, whom he still had yet to get to know, despite the whole food fight.

Tony stepped out of the room while Peter carefully slipped into the clothes Tony had laid out for him. It wasn't until he was under the covers of his new bed, that he started crying. Really crying this time, sobs escaping his mouth, were smothered by his pillow, that was now damp with tears.

May was gone. She was really gone. He would never see her cheery smile again. The only thing that kept him from thinking about his parents, and Uncle ben, was the fact he still had May. Now she was gone, and his emotions were finally let loose. He cried for hours, until finally the tears stopped coming. Finally, he could breathe without so much as a whimper escaping his throat. Because a single thought had appread in his head.

He still had Tony. He wasn't alone, he still had Tony.