Natasha not sure how she'd react, to crossing a dimensional barrier, had stiffened up, but it was no different than walking from one room to another, there were about 20 people of various ages and genders and some robots in a fairly large room. They all looked towards Peter and her and waved or nodded, most seem to be in different versions of the spider-man uniform and a lot of them looked like older versions of her Peter. She looked back at him and waited for him continue to explain things.
"So, as you can see, a lot of them are Peter Parker it seems that the Great Weaver seems to like me, but as you can see while we have a lot of the same characteristics we don't look exactly alike." He waved at Peter from universe 616 watched as he walked over to speak to them.
"What's up little P, you brought Natasha." looking towards Natasha he stuck his hand out, "Ms. Romanoff, I assume it's the same as my world. I'm Peter B Parker, OG Spider-man." He said smiling watching as Natasha shook his hand. He turned back to Peter, "If you are anything like I was, you haven't asked her about the favor." he watched as the younger Peter ducked his head and shrugged his shoulders.
"No, I kinda did, I mean I started to but... yeah it's hard to explain."
"I know kid; do you want me to help?" Peter B said
"No, I said I would and I will. Is he here?" the younger Peter said.
"Not yet but he will be soon... so don't put it off for too long." Peter B said nodding to Natasha and walking off.
Natasha, who had stayed quiet, turned to her Peter and waited. She had learned early on that he did not need her to say anything.
"Okay, so that younger me that I told you about, his mom is, you..." when the words registered in his head he quickly backtracked, "I don't mean you, you but that universe's version of Natasha Romanoff from what I gathered, she became pregnant before the red room completed the 'graduation' process. They each believed the other dead, and had only recently found each other, but she... did not make it. The reason I/we wanted to ask you is because like the other Peter Parkers here don't look like me, other Natasha's don't look like you, in fact in some worlds there is another woman who is the Black Widow, you however are almost a dea… exact match for his mom. We are hoping that you can help to give him some closure." He progressive bowed his head more as he spoke. He was too scared, to see her reaction.
Natasha heart ached both at the story and her Peter's reaction, he was forever afraid of losing people, and given his history, it was not a surprise. She gently lifted his head until he was looking at her, and pulled him to her wrapping her arms around him, she gave a sad smile when she felt his arms hesitantly wrap around her. She brushed her hand through his hair and softly said, "Yes I will help him, Peter you don't have to be afraid or ashamed I'm proud of you for helping him out." she used her thumb to wipe the tears that started to fall from Peter's eyes. She continued, "Until he gets here, why don't you show me around, I'm curious if all of the other Parker's are as reckless and naive as you are Паучок." She smiled down to Peter when he looked up at her with hope in his eyes.
"Okay," reluctantly stepping out of her arms. He walked over to a young woman about his age that looked a lot like him. "This, is Mayday, she's my daughter." he smirked and looked at Natasha, he felt better when he heard both Mayday and Natasha laugh at him.
"What he means is my dad is Peter Parker, I'm spider-girl." she smiled and stuck out a hand to Natasha. Who smiled and shook it.
"May I ask who your mom is?" Natasha having gotten used to the different versions of her Peter was curious about the differences between them.
"Sure, Mary Jane Watson Parker," May pulled out a picture of her family showing a beautiful redheaded woman and an older Peter and May and another boy, "that's my mom and dad and my little brother Benji."
"Beautiful family," Natasha said she handed the photo back at May and said "So, Mary Jane Watson Parker huh."
"Yeah people call her MJ for short," May said
Natasha being familiar with her Peter's friends turned to him and with a sly grin said "So, MJ huh" it took a lot to keep from laughing aloud when she watched his face turn bright red.
"Yeah, does he have an MJ on your guys' world?" Mayday asked having become used to the different versions of her father even a few versions of her mother.
Natasha answered because Peter had started blushing again. "Yes, but she's much different from your mom, plus he's still in denial." She turned her head from Mayday back to Peter as she finished teasing him.
"Yeah, I've thought about writing a paper about cause and effect, looking around and having seen a lot of different spider-people it's funny how while somethings change, a lot of things stay the same." Mayday said
"Oh really, like what?" Natasha and even Peter was curious while he had been here a few times, there was always something new every time he visited.
"Well most all of the spider-people are either Peter Parker or someone in his orbit. We have me, his daughter, there are a few versions of my mom that has powers, there are a few versions of another woman named Gwen Stacy she was Peter's girlfriend as well, but in most versions, his enemy killed her, that's not even getting into the clones of Peter." She just had to give a rueful smile when they both looked surprised. "Sometimes the differences can be as simple as" she turned to look at Natasha directly "his parentage, although, most versions were born and raised first by Mary and Richard Parker then by May and Ben and then Ben is killed which seems to be the catalyst for Spider-man. I am guessing that sounds painfully familiar. Nevertheless, at the same time, we have other people that really have very little to do with the Parkers. However as you can see from this admitted small section of different spider-people most of them are Peter Parker. Still haven't found out from the great weaver, why he seems to be chosen more than any others."
"I assume it has to do with how inherently good he is I've never meet someone who is more self-sacrificing, even more then Steve Rogers..." Natasha started to say when Peter blushing interrupted
"Мама паук, I told you I'm no saint; I just firmly believe that 'When you can do the things that I can, but you don't, and then the bad things happen, they happen because of you.'"
May spoke again, before the age-old argument that every Peter seem to have about not knowing their own self-worth, could derail the conversation. "Most of us just say 'With Great Power comes Great responsibility' it's shorter."
"So, can you tell me anything more the Peter I'm here to help?" Natasha asked May glad to stop the argument before it got going, she was going to one day convince him that he was far greater then he gave himself credit for.
"I don't know a whole lot, he like you guys, is one of the worlds we have only recently 'discovered' we know that you… uh she named him Pyotr even though his world knows him as Peter, from having been raised by the Parkers. We call him Pyotr just because as you can imagine with so many people running around here with the same name, it can get very confusing. I don't know what happened to her only that it seemed to save their universe." They all stopped for an impromptu moment of silence, a hero's sacrifice is a very likely outcome of the line of work they are in. Not hard to wonder if they themselves will ever have to make the call or worse live after another family or friend member chooses to makes the call.
Before they could go any farther, a young woman and young man of walked up. The woman stuck her hand out to Natasha "You must be the Black Widow, we don't have one on my world, my name is Gwen Stacy, or Spider-Gwen. This one next to me is Miles Morales." He waved not saying anything just looking at Natasha. When Gwen noticed, she hit him in the arm. "Hey, behave she's not like the one from your world." She continued on explaining to the others. "From what I've gathered that Natasha was part of the avengers but was secretly a traitor and may have had a hand in killing Hawkeye's family. It's rumored that he killed her." She felt bad about the bad information.
Natasha was saddened but not surprised, she had done things that were almost as bad, in her past, not that she would talk about it, she looked at her Peter and felt shame. Was both saddened and happy when Peter leaned towards her subconsciously wither it was to be protective of her or to be protected by her or even a combination of the two. She gently put her hand on the arm, when he looked over her; she gave him a sad smile. "Well, on behalf of other Black Widows I want to apologize, because unlike this one here, I've never been called a saint..."
Peter looking back at Natasha said, "That's not true, I know that you did bad things before you became an avenger but you are making up for it. If you say that I'm a saint, then to me, you are an angel."
She heard nothing but convection in her Peter's voice, and knew that it would not change. She could only continue to try to live up to the way he sees her.
Miles spoke for the first time, he felt a bit guilty for his part to bring the conversation down. "I'm sorry Natasha, I know you are not her, but while you are don't look exactly like her, its close enough that it threw me off. I've talked to Peter here and enough of the other guys to know that most of the Black Widows are good guys as well."
It was at that point that Peter from 616 came back and said "Hey not to interrupt this happy conversation but Pyotr is here. Natasha we have a room over there to give you guys some privacy, how do you want to handle it?" this was way out of the norm so nobody was sure what to do.
Natasha looked down at her Peter and wanting to know what he thought, she said "Peter?"
Both of the Peters there said, "Yes" when everyone looked at Peter B he had a rueful grin and held up his hands in surrender "Sorry, sorry I couldn't help it, the mood was too moody, and it's my nature."
Natasha smiled and looked back at her Peter said, "If you turn out like him, I'll disown you." she laughed and ruffled his hair to let him know she was kidding. She then sobered up, and again asked,
"Peter, what do you want to do." She wanted to help the younger boy but her priority well always be her Peter.
Natasha felt deep pride for Peter when he once again set aside his worries and thought of the other boy.
"I can bring him into the room, and get you both settled, and then I'll leave." He knew it was stupid that he was worried; he knew that if it had been him he would hope that someone else would do the same for him.
"Okay, Паучок I'm proud of you." She looked towards the older Peter and said, "Point me in the direction of the room."
Peter B for once did not speak; he knew how to keep quiet even, having shared many heavy moments like this. He pointed to a door on his right and started walking towards it. He turned back and said to the younger Peter "go ahead and get him." He waited until the younger Peter nodded and started walking to the portal. Most everyone that was there knew what was happening so the room was almost unnaturally quiet. He showed her the room and nodding once more, he walked away. He would keep an eye on things from a distance, he felt a responsibility for everyone here, it is just the way he is. He may not consider himself a 'father' but he is at least a 'big brother' and he has lost too many people in his life to not fight to keep his 'family' whole.