April 15th - 2021

After leaving the comfort of his apartment, Peter finally stepped out of the building's elevator and walked through the hallway of the first floor. He stopped in front of a door and entered fitness section of the building he had been living in. He looked for his dear wife, Gwen.

She left earlier in the morning with Elizabeth and she could now be found running in the treadmill, as he guessed she would be. Gwen had been desperate to get back into shape after the birth of their baby daughter.

He tried his best to convince her that she was already back to her previous shape and she didn't had to do anything, but being extremely careful with her body as she always were, she just disagreed.

Elizabeth herself was seen in her baby seat. She smiled happily to herself as she watched some baby's cartoon that was being show in one of the TVs stuck against the nearest column.

Only his girls were there.

He looked back to Gwen, she still hadn't heard him come by. He stood watching her for a few seconds. He couldn't really help himself. She always wore the same attire in the gym, completely skin tight short shorts. Her back was pretty bare too, she only wore a training bra in her torso and that revealed the perfect pale skin of her lower back. He kept staring for a few more seconds as she ran, before realizing that he was being stared at in turn.

Elizabeth watched him with disapproving eyes.

"Hey Gwendy," Peter approached his family. "I'm heading off, gotta some stuff I need take care of."

"Oh," Gwen put a hand to the controls, gradually slowing the treadmill. She was out of breath, though not exactly overexerting herself. "Didn't notice you here."

"I'm kinda stealthy," Peter squatted down next to Liz, giving her a wide smile. The glare dissipated and the baby gave him one of her almost smiles, she was indeed learning quickly.

He continued, "I have to finish some stuff in the office."

"I see." Gwen came to stand next to him, resting a hand on behind his head while stroking his brown hair. "Are you sure you don't want us to come with you?"

"It's fine." Peter gave Elizabeth a quick stroke on the cheek. "I don't know if this little girl won't stir things in there" He smiled and gently pinched her tiny nose.

"I suppose you're right. I'll miss you, you know?"

"It's only for a few hours, I'll be back this evening," Peter gave Elizabeth a kiss on the forehead, provoking a squeal from the baby as she raised her arms, trying to get into her father's arms.

He slid both hands on his daughter waist and pulled her out from the chair and to his arms, kissing her cheek and neck. He moved an arm around Gwen's waist and gently brought her closer to his chest, embracing them both.

"I know it's only for a few hours," Gwen gave him a grin. "What can I say? I'm attached to you quite a bit now."

"Nah, you're stuck with me… I do love these gym shorts"

Gwen gave him a playful slap. "Oi." She gave him a quick kiss on the lips. "Suppose that's a compliment."

"A superhero one." Peter gave her a kiss in return. "Love you, Gwendy."

"Love you too," Gwen gave him a pat on the cheek.

He smiled and turned his head to Elizabeth's side who was smiling towards him with her gorgeous green eyes. "Can I get a kiss from you too?"

Elizabeth replied by moving her lips to his cheek but not really kissing it, more like brushing her tiny lips against the skin and drooling all over him, but that was enough to her father.

"Thank you sweetie." He kissed her forehead and slowly passed his daughter to Gwen's arms. "I will be going now, truly loved the shorts"

Gwen chuckled. "Later."

He winked and jogged out of the area quickly – grinning at the muttering from Gwen – and left the area before leaving the building through the main entrance.

Empire State University - Gwen's Office

Gwen calmly tapped in the keyboard of her laptop while holding Elizabeth on her lap as she figured what to do with the solvable and colorful cube that her mother gave to her. Gwen thought about doing some of her duties earlier even if she didn't need to actually work because of the maternal license.

She had brought Liz with her because since it's her own private office, she could stay with her mother and not bother her co-workers. She just had to do something, and she could also stay with her baby.

The best of both worlds.

Elizabeth mumbled something and gained her mother's attention. Gwen focused in the baby and leaned her cheek besides her daughter's own cheek. "Are you finishing it already?" She asked, well aware that she couldn't finish the cube at such young age, but the "toy" was being useful to stimulate her reflexes.

Being a child of Peter, she surely wouldn't need such exercise for too long.

Elizabeth looked up and smiled to her mother as Gwen kissed her nose, receiving one of Liz's first giggles and the cutest one she had ever heard during her twenty six years of life. Gwen gently helped Elizabeth to stay up on her lap, placing both hands on her waist to support her as she curiously touched Gwen's lower lip with her tiny fingers.

Peter actually had a point, their daughter looked pretty much like her, in fact - most of her friends also pointed the similarity, the eyes, blond hair and nose were the most commented aspect. Though, she surely inherited some of Peter's characteristics like the skin, cheeks and probably his abilities that weren't showing so far.

"I'm hungry, what about you?"

Elizabeth was far too busy to reply since she had just discovered that her mother had used lipstick in her lips. She tried to touch the material and taste it, but Gwen slowly moved her head backwards to avoid Liz's curiosity.

"That's not something we eat darling, but I take that you're also hungry then." She held the baby in her arms and rose from the chair She retrieved her phone from her purse which was just over her desk.

"Let's see if daddy is ready." She dialed Peter's number as Elizabeth lost her interest on Gwen's lipstick due to the mention of her father.

A few seconds went by before her husband finally answered the call. She asked, "Hey, are you going to have lunch with us?"

"That was close!"

"Erm… what?"

"This… 'sandman' guy? He's giving me some trouble," Peter urgently replied, "Oh-uh… this is bad."

"Sandman? Who is he?"

"I don't know, he popped out of nowhere and went to rob this bank's truck. He told me that he wants to restore his glory after losing the leadership of some gang,"

He gasped and continued, "Apparently, he volunteered to be a lab rat of some foreign scientists because they promised him special abilities, that's what he told me. You know, the usual baddie stuff. They always talk too much!"

"Oh, I guess you won't be able to have lunch with us then." Gwen looked to Elizabeth who now had her tiny finger inside her mouth. "Be careful with him."

"Sorry, honey. I'm going to finish this and then I'm heading out to see you two." He apologized.

"Okay, we'll be waiting for you"

"Bye - woah!" Peter quickly turned the call down.

Gwen sighed deeply and kissed her daughter's forehead as she rested her head against her mother's right shoulder. She added, "Your daddy is pretty busy, I guess it's just you and me, he's going to be alright, he always does." She reassuringly smiled, placing her purse around her free shoulder and stepping out of the office with Elizabeth in her arms.

Spider-Man slowly recovered himself and sat on top of the car's front that he had just crashed against it. The front window was shattered and some small pieces had pierced the skin of his back, but he wasn't feeling it that much, there was more problematic issues to handle. He looked up to the sky and saw a giant figure made of sand preparing another blow towards him. He was a formidable opponent and Spider-Man immediately recognized that.

He needed to stop him so that no more innocent civilians are hurt.

"Your mother won't recognize by the time I'm done with you! The giant figure made of sand stated, growing bigger due to the sand he had recovered from a truck nearby. He raised his giant arm made of sand and quickly tried to punch the hero who instantly jumped backwards over the car that got smashed by the abrupt force.

Spider-Man kept evading his attacks that often smashed against the side of the buildings nearby as he swung around, thinking of ways to stop the new bad guy.

He eventually landed against the wall, another punch crashed against the concrete near him. He spun upwards in the wall and jumped on to the hand that created a straight way towards Flint's face. Fully determined, Spider-Man ran over the messy ground and when inches from the huge face made of sand, he punched him with all his strength.

In the end, he achieved nothing besides getting his hand stuck inside of Flint's face which was a very strange sensation. He didn't felt anything inside, maybe that's why he acted so dumb.

"Oh boy..." He noticed that a hand popped from Flint's cheek besides him and punched him, causing the hero to fly meters away and eventually land back in the rough asphalt. He finally ceased to slid over the concrete, feeling that the top of his head had just touched what looked to be a bicycle's wheel. He looked up while still lying on the ground, seeing an old man with a bag around his shoulder that contained tons of postcards.

"What can I help you with, mister?" Spider-Man asked.

"Ah, just call me Stan! I'm a wallet, I'm just trying to find the address of this Ditko guy. This is one huge and fantastic city!" The man sat in the bike explained.

Spider-Man raised from the floor, turned on his back and noticed that Flint was still meters away from them. He turned back to Stan and tried to help the old man, "Steve? The drawer?"

He remembered the night he had covered an artistic event for the Bugle a few years ago, and the name was mentioned during such event.

"Precisely!" He smiled, content.

"Hm... there's this famous comic book studio close, you need to take this right," Spider-Man pointed to the avenue entrance in their right side. "Keep going through till the end, then take the first left. It will be there, easy to find."

Stan nodded and smiled, "Thank you, Spider-Man" He lent his hand as they shook hands. "I'm gonna leave you to defeat this bad man, you're the best, nuff said!" He calmly pedaled his way towards the destination, leaving Spider-Man alone against the man made of sand.

"That was something." He turned back to Flint's direction and realized that he was ready to attack by dropping his giant hand over him "This guy is unstoppable..." He closed his arms in front of his face to protect himself against the blow, but it never came in the end.

An explosion could be heard among a familiar rock music coming from behind him.

"Has he lost his mind? Can he see or is he blind? Can he walk at all, Or if he moves will he fall? Is he alive or dead? Has he thoughts within his head? We'll just pass him there, Why should we even care?"

Spider-Man slowly opened his arms and looked up, seeing Flint covered in ice which was making him unable to move any further. He was completely trapped and frozen.

Curious, he turned on his back and found the red and yellow metallic figure flying towards him. He connected the docks and noticed the missiles that stopped his opponent came from the visitor from. The music proved his assumptions about who such figure could possibly be.

No way...

It stopped in front of him, with both hands controlling his descent to the ground by regulating the propulsion systems. The metallic feet touched the ground in front of Spider-Man who still wasn't believing what was currently happening near him. The music coming from the armor seized with the unexpected arrival.

"I must admit, that was quite the entrance." He said, cockily.

"Iron Man!" Spider-Man exclaimed.

"They call me that way, Tony Stark, billionaire and genius, take your pick." He approached the hero as they shook hands. "I see that you handled things pretty well, as expected." He looked up to the frozen monster behind Spider-Man. "I just had to finish him off, you did good today, kiddo."

"Thank you… I-I rarely see you around here."

"Oh well, I've been busy with those so called 'special missions' by Fury. I was gathering some components for this AI that I'm working on, that's confidential by the way… but who cares?" He laughed "Just thought about giving you a hand, or missiles."

"That's...awesome." Peter was somewhat speechless, Tony Stark was one of those persons that he admired the most, a legend.

People started to come out of their hiding spots such as stores and cars just to see the two heroes together. Some picked their cameras and proceeded to take pictures of them together.

Iron Man calmly placed an arm over Spider-Man's left shoulder and brought him close to his chest. "Smile and salute, can't look bad on the press."

Tony kept saluting the many lenses with the webhead next to him.. "I'm not allowed to say this, but I will say it anyway, you have been in our eyes for quite some time, mostly Shield's, but we Avengers are impressed with what you've done for the city when we weren't here, specially in defeating the Sinister Six while we were at Asgard, that was really impressive."

He affirmed and removed his arm from Spider-Man.

"Oh… and what does that mean?"

"Lots of things." Iron Man activated his propulsions systems and ascended a few inches from the ground. "Nice to meet you... Spider-Man!"

He rocketed towards the sky, disappearing in the clouds and leaving Peter alone as the new containment team started to arrive at the location to gather Flint. Spider-Man left the area and swung towards his apartment. His job was done and now he could dedicate more of his time with his family.

Hours later...

"Ouch!" Peter groaned in pain. He was found lying on his chest in their bed, wearing nothing besides his suit's pants with Gwen sat over his waistline as she rested her hips besides his waist. She took care of the small bruises in his shoulder.

It wasn't anything major, more like a few scratches. She had placed a towel around the area to not let Elizabeth see the injury since she was lying in her chest and next to them. She was currently busy in discovering Gwen's phone which seemed to be something mystical to the baby.

"Don't complain. Elizabeth will be braver than you if you keep crying about it." She cleaned the injury with the water bottle after retrieving a very tiny piece of shattered glass from the skin.

"Hey, I had to fight a giant guy who was made of freaking sand," Peter argued back "At least I got to meet Tony Stark."

"Yeah, I've read the reports, how was it?"

"It was fu-" Gwen carefully slapped his bare back to not let him say the word. "What?"

"She doesn't need to hear such word."

"Oh… sorry, forgot about that." He turned his head on the pillow and to Elizabeth's side. He got surprised by what he was seeing, his daughter managed to pull his Spider-Man mask that Gwen had placed besides him down her face. It was rather large to her but she seemed happy with the small piece of his suit. "I think there's a little Spider-Girl over here." He smiled.

"Hm...?" Gwen mumbled as she saw what he was talking about. She giggled and quickly leaned down to kiss the top of her masked head. "Do you think she inherited your abilities? She hasn't show anything so far."

He gently pulled the mask from her face, revealing a wide smile coming from his daughter as he threw the mask on the floor besides the bed. He caressed her blond hair, receiving in return the appreciative sight of her beautiful green eyes.

"I'm not sure, maybe they aren't developed yet, or she doesn't have them. That would be for the better."

Peter didn't want Elizabeth to go through everything he did. He wanted to give her a peaceful life, and he would fight for that if needed.

"Whatever that may happen, we are here for her." Gwen leaned down and softly kissed his warm cheek. She patted his back and crawled back to the bed, lying between her husband and daughter. She gently picked the baby and placed her over her breasts.

Peter snaked an arm around her waist and leaned his chin near her neck, kissing the delicate skin.

Gwen asked, "Could you give her a bath while I take mine?"

"Erm… she's making a mess during her baths." He replied, remembering when he had to clean the entire bathroom because there was foam at every corner.

"Please?" Gwen begged with an expression that he couldn't deny. "I need to wash my hair and it will take some time, right Liz?" She looked to Elizabeth who replied with a wide smile and later a mumbling.

"You're cheating… but I'm gonna bath this spider of mine."

Peter affirmed and softly kissed his wife on the lips. He sat on the bed and moved his hands around Elizabeth's waist, bringing her close to his chest as she placed her own hand over his right shoulder.

He gave Gwen a wink and headed towards the bathroom in the hallway.

Now kneeled besides the bathtub, Peter moved the yellow sponge down the small back of his daughter who was sat inside with water and foam around her. She found herself currently distracted with a little purple ball that was floating around the water while saying things that were impossible to understand.

A little amount of foam covered her blond hair. He allowed Elizabeth have her fun since she apparently loved to take a bath, and it would help him to keep her busy.

She found the lost soap that navigated besides her and quickly grabbed it, before pressing it with both hands, causing the product to fly out of the bath.

He glanced Elizabeth, receiving a tiny smile from someone that had just done something wrong. He couldn't threat her with anything after such smile.

"You have to be more careful, Liz." He turned around and went to pick the soap from the floor. He then felt some small hands brushing water and foam against his hair as he returned to his previous position. She had just soaked his hair with foam.

"Ah… I was going to take a shower after mommy is done taking hers, but thank you anyway." He cleaned the foam on top of his hair and slid his finger gently over the bridge of her nose.

In contentment, Elizabeth started to repeatedly smash her hands against the water as poodles began to fly everywhere around the bathroom and to entirely soak Peter who tried to calm her but she was far too happy to ever stop.

"Liz!" He gently placed his hand on hers, containing his daughter's excitement. "Now I really don't need to take a shower anymore." He sighed.

Later on, Peter stepped out of the bathroom and entered the bedroom he shared with his lover. He only wore his black shorts and a shirt placed above his left shoulder, there was only a single lighten lamp in the corner of the bed.

He found Gwen awake and already lying in their bed. She had their Elizabeth sleeping over her chest as she slowly drew soft circles in Liz's back with her hand underneath her pajama.

Peter approached his side of the bed and lied besides her. He took her hand on his. "How is she?"

"Sleeping like a little rock." Gwen replied, caressing his hand on hers. "And your injury?"

"Not feeling it anymore, thanks to you." He pulled the covers over them and adjusted himself besides Gwen as the baby naturally tightened her grip around her mother.

"You just need to be a little more careful."

Peter chuckled, well aware that what she asked of him something usually impossible to achieve by being who he was. He kissed her forehead and went to passionately kiss Gwen on the lips before saying, "Thank you."

"For what?" She softly asked.

"For giving me the opportunity of being a father of such a beautiful girl," He kissed her cheek. "I love you."

Gwen smiled and leaned her forehead against his, feeling his warm breathing brushing against the skin of her neck. He wrapped a warm around both Elizabeth and Gwen's waist, bringing them both closer to his chest.

"I love you too." Gwen whispered as she turned off the lamp besides her side of the bed, emerging the bedroom in darkness with the only source of light coming from the bright moon outside the half open window.

The family finally fell asleep wrapped in each others arms, enjoying the closeness and the silence. Just the three of them, peacefully sleeping for the rest of the night.

The next morning...

Feeling a lot more relaxed and rested after a rather calm night, Gwen slowly opened her eyes when the beams coming from the sun started to invade their bedroom through the half open window. She wasn't feeling that pleasurable weight over her chest anymore, which got her alarmed since the last thing she could remember is falling asleep with Elizabeth over her chest.

She looked to the cot close to her side of the bed but her baby wasn't there, so she turned to Peter's side and finally saw Elizabeth lying her head over Peter's forehead while having both her small arms wrapped around his entire head as if she was little monkey. The scene to Gwen was rather hilarious, but she was holding the incoming fits of giggle since they were still sleeping.

She figured that Elizabeth might have slipped to Peter's side and adjusted herself to be more comfortable. She didn't remember her daughter waking in the middle of the night, otherwise she was sure she would know.

Gwen approached Peter and carefully moved Elizabeth down to his chest so that she could let her father have more space to breath. Elizabeth instinctively rested her head under his chin and placed her tiny hand close to his mouth. Gwen again pulled the covers over them and rested her hand on Peter's stomach before kissing his cheek. They rested for a few more couple of hours since they had the time to only enjoy each other's presence, that was one the best things she could wish for.

A/N: A villain is introduced and another hero appears. Depending of how much the character's importance might be for the story as a whole, I won't be doing a full origin story to them because I don't think I should be wasting time with a character that won't be the focus of the story. Some basic stuff will exist but nothing special. The story is now integrated with the MCU which was something I wasn't completely sure of doing, but the integration is needed since the incoming arc will be depending of that.

Anyway, hope everyone enjoyed this chapter and till the next one!

09/11/2019 : Overall revision, improvements to the chapter were made. No major changes.