I still don't own them.

A/N: Surprise! Here's another chapter for you. Fight scenes are challenging to write, but I had fun giving it a try.

Chapter 17: A Time to Fight Back

Peter could hardly believe what he was seeing. It appeared that the captain and the others had been captured on purpose. They were here to get him out!

"Hey! Hey! Guys!" Peter called as they were moving towards Black Panther and the Winter Soldier. "Get me out! I can help!"

They didn't seem to be paying any attention to him at the moment, however.

Wade, Wilson, and the other guards quickly armed themselves to fight.

Wilson even had the nerve to think that they could get the upper hand and said, "Oh, Good! More guests have arrived to take up residence on our luxury cruise ship!"

"I'm not interested!" T'Challa yelled as he withdrew his claws. Peter expected him to charge the guards, but instead the Black Panther moved towards Steve.

"It's Vibranium!" Steve yelled to him, holding the chain out in front of him. T'Challa's claws were able to cut through the metal of the chains as they were made of the same material. He quickly slashed through the links connecting the hands to the feet, and in a few more moves cut the chains limiting Steve's movement for both hands and feet. The large metal cuffs were left encircling the wrists and ankles, but that didn't much matter. As long as Steve could fully use his limbs, the extra medal wasn't a bother.

As a matter of fact, Steve used the thick metal that was still around his wrists to add little extra power to his punches and kicks.

Peter winced when Cap swung around to take out a guard charging at T'Challa's back by bringing down the metal around both of his wrists to the top of the opposing man's head. Peter was pretty sure he wouldn't be getting back up.

Meanwhile, Barnes approached the others using his metal arm to crush away the restraints on both Natasha and Sam.

"Glad to see me?" Peter heard Bucky ask Sam.

"Depends on how soon you get my ass out of here!" Sam responded back.

There were now 5 free individuals to take on the guards, and Peter felt confident that they would win. At least until Wade and Wilson emerged with weapons that looked something like what Toomes and his men put together.

"Guys! Watch out!" Peter yelled to them.

Wade shot off a blast at the group that sent them flying backwards through the air. T'Challa was the first to recover as his suit glowed from the energy of the blast. The man sprung forward shot off a blast right back at them, sending them running for cover.

"We need to split up!" Steve called. "Sam, Natasha, Get to Peter! Find a way to open that cell," he ordered. "We'll try to hold these guys off," he said, motioning towards himself, T'Challa, and Bucky.

"Copy that," Natasha said. "Come on, Sam. The panel to open the cell is straight ahead."

"I'll clear a path!' Steve called. Peter watched as he picked up a guard that charged into the room and threw him at Wade before he could fire another shot with the fancy weapon.

Meanwhile, Wilson was using a contraption just like the one "the shocker" had used against him. He sent Barnes flying backwards, but the powerful man simply landed on his feet and prepared to charge again.

Natasha and Sam had picked up weapons from previously defeated guards and were fighting their way over to the access panel to release Peter.

He couldn't wait to get out and help. He could feel his strength surging through him, and he was desperate to finally have the chance to get some revenge on the men holding him captive.

Wade had managed to shoot off another blast that sent Steve down hard. The Black Panther quickly focused his attention on disarming the man. T'Challa leapt at Wade only to get knocked down with another blast. He once again used the absorbed energy from his suit, but this time he set it off when he was closer to Wade, effectively sending him down for good. Wade dropped the weapon to the ground, and T'Challa quickly kicked it over to a recovering Steve.

Steve picked up the weapon and used it as a bat to knock down 2 guards charging at him. He then swung it at the floor with all his strength, causing it to shatter and break.

T'Challa charged over to help Bucky with Wilson who kept using his powerful punches to keep the metal-armed man at a distance. Wilson had just pulled his arm back to throw another punch when the Black Panther grabbed hold off his arm so that he could not punch it forward.

"Hold it down!" Barnes called. As T'Challa brought the man's arm to the floor, Bucky jumped high with his metal hand in a fist. As he came down, he drove the metal fist into the device on Wilson's hand.

Wilson scream pierced through the air as Bucky had shattered both the device and the hand on which it sat. Wilson curled up, pulling his injured arm to his chest and seemingly passed out.

With Wade and Wilson down, the remaining guards were falling quickly. Some even surrendered to group of heroes, knowing they didn't stand a chance.

The door to Peter's cell opened and he stepped out to find Steve and Bucky coming over to him.

"Kid!" Steve called. "Are you alright?"

Peter walked out with disappointment written all over his face. "Yeah… I just thought I might get a chance to help," he sighed.

Steve clapped a sturdy hand to Peter's shoulder. "Will you settle for getting out of here?" Steve asked.

Peter smiled and was about to give him a definitive yes, but his senses told him something was wrong. "Someone else is coming!" He told Steve, looking towards the door.

Suddenly, Dr. Connelly came in holding something in her hand. She was followed by men that looked more like special forces soldiers than the other guards.

"You may just get your wish, kid." Bucky said.

"Nobody move!" The doctor yelled. They could see that she was holding a remote—one that Peter recognized immediately. "Anyone moves and I send a powerful charge that will kill Parker! I doubt you all went through this trouble just to leave with a dead body!"

The men with her spread around the room holding more weapons on the others. They all froze and kept an eye on the doctor while they contemplated their next move. The doctor rushed to Wilson's side. "Oh, darling! Are you all right? Please answer me!"

"Figures those two are an item!" Peter thought to himself. He noticed that Steve and Bucky were staying close to him. Bucky was eyeing the collar around Peter's neck, realizing that the remote likely controlled it. "You gotta get this thing off my neck," Peter whispered to Bucky, trying to confirm the man's suspicions.

Wilson stirred at the doctor's touch and came back to awareness. "K-ll 'm," he murmured to her. "Just kill 'im!" he said again, sitting up and holding his broken wrist close. "I'll do it!" he finally yelled, reaching for the remote.

Everything after that happened in slow motion.

Natasha, T'Challa, and Sam went after the armed guards who were holding weapons on the group, Steve charged at the doctor and Wilson as the man was grabbing the remote.

Just as Wilson was trying to press the button, Bucky reached over towards Peter with his metal arm. Peter could sense the powerful pulse that was about to be sent through his body.

Steve tackled the pair, but Wilson had managed to turn up the power and hit the button that should have sent a deadly blast through Peter.

Bucky's hand ripped through the metal collar and tore it away from Peter just as the device was activated.

They all watched as Peter was knocked slightly back from the jolt that managed to hit him just as Bucky tore it free and was throwing it aside.

Steve crushed the remote and used his weight to hold down the doctor and Wilson as he looked and desperately tried to see if Peter was ok. Natasha, Sam, and T'Challa had subdued the other men and froze to look at the kid as well. Bucky shot over to Peter first.

"Hey kid!" he called, putting his human hand on Peter's chest. "You alright?"

Peter shot up in a flash. He put a hand to his own chest before reaching up to feel his neck. He was relieved to find the collar gone and looked at Bucky. "Ahh!" he signed in relief. "Hey…uh…th-thanks, man! Th-that w-w-was a little too close!"

Bucky shot Peter a smile and helped him to his feet while the others in the room breathed a sigh of relief.

Peter saw it coming before anyone else. Steve had been distracted, and the two people beneath him were making their move, "Cap, look out!" Peter used his spider skills to jump over Bucky, cling to the ceiling, and was throwing himself down towards Steve, Wilson, and Connelly.

The doctor had some kind of taser that pushed into Steve's neck while Wade plunged a knife into the captain's side. Peter came down quickly kicking the doctor unconscious before throwing a hard hit at Wilson. Wilson went flying across the floor but remained conscious. While the others charged to help Steve, Peter had unfinished business with the man in front of him. Wilson continued to cradle his injured arm while using his good arm to try to pull himself away from Peter.

Wilson never stood a chance of getting away. Peter grabbed the man by the collar and of shirt and pushed him against the wall.

"Why!?" Peter yelled. "Why would you do that?" He pushed the man hard into the wall, making it difficult for Wilson to breath. "You shouldn't have done that! You've hurt too many people!" The tears were forming behind Peter's eyes. He was so angry. He had been trapped for too long, hating this man for taking him away from his home and taunting him. He hated this man for making him feel weak. Peter knew he wasn't weak. "I'll show him how strong I really am!" Peter thought, as he began to crush the man ribs with the force of pushing him even harder into the wall behind him.

Natasha appeared next him, placing a hand on his shoulder. She spoke gently, "It's over, Peter. Stop."

Peter eased up but kept his forceful hold on the man. "He's a bad man! He deserves to be punished!" Peter was crying angry tears now, his voice full of pain and anguish. "He hurt the captain! He hurt me! Why should he get away with it?!" he yelled.

He felt Natasha squeeze his shoulder a little tighter, but her words remained gentle. "Peter… he won't get away with it. Look at him… he's already hurt. We'll make sure he's punished. You don't have to kill him, Peter. Put him down."

The word "kill" finally broke through Peter's brain. He wasn't a killer. He had never been a killer. Peter pulled away from Wilson and let him drop the ground. Peter looked at Natasha, "You're right," he said, breathing heavily. Then, Peter knelt down towards Wilson. He was pleased to see the man shrink away from him. "I'm not like you, Wilson. You're going to live…" Peter stood and looked at the others, "…you're going to live to regret ever messing with the Avengers."

He saw the others had a funny look on their face when he said it, "Er… um… you're going to live to regret messing with the Rogue Avengers… or us… you'll regret messing with us!"

Sam had lifted Steve into a standing position. Steve had his arm draped around Sam's neck. He must not have been hurt too badly because the Captain was looking at Peter with a crooked smile.

"Smooth," Sam teased Peter. "Very smooth, kid." The teasing from Sam was friendly, though.

Peter just sent an awkward smile back in his direction and shrugged his shoulders.

"What do we do with them?" Bucky asked.

"We will leave them here," T'Challa said, answering with his smooth, authoritative accent. "Ross will deal with him."

If Wilson looked fearful before, he looked even more afraid now.

Steve spoke next, grunting a little through the pain from his wound. "Bucky, Natasha… find any survivors and look them in a cell. I'm sure an alarm went out. Ross will be sending reinforcements. We need to secure the remaining guards and leave before anyone else gets here."

"I can help with that!" Peter offered, eager to let the remaining guards know what it felt like to be looked in the cells.

While Peter, Natasha, and Bucky locked up the remaining guards, T'Challa and Sam helped Steve to the jet. T'Challa prepared the jet to take-off and Sam went to check on the progress of the others.

Sam walked down to ramp to see Bucky and Natasha securing the last guards. "Where's the kid?" Sam asked.

"Said he needed to grab something," Bucky answered.

A few seconds later, Peter was joining the others with his backpack in hand. He had it open and was looking inside. He looked up towards the others to see them giving him a strange look. "What?" he asked.

"Uh… you got an important homework assignment in there or something?" Sam asked him.

Natasha and Bucky tried to keep in their laughter.

Peter gave them an annoyed look and lifted his Spider-Man suit. "I couldn't leave this in the wrong hands," he explained.

Bucky's eyebrows shot up, "Wait! You're that kid!" He looked between Natasha and Sam, who didn't seem surprised. "That explains a few things about your strength I guess." He looked Peter up and down, "I just still don't get where it comes from… guess you'll have to explain on the flight." With that Bucky turned and starting walking towards the jet, Sam following behind him.

Natasha waited for Peter to join her and placed an arm around his shoulder, "Come on, Spider-Man, let's get you off this thing!"

"Music to my ears!" Peter said. He was happy to let the Black Widow lead him on board.

As the ramp closed behind them and T'Challa began to lift the jet into the air, Natasha noticed Peter studying her, "What's the matter?" She asked.

"Uh… sorry… I… It's just… something seems different about you," he said.

Natasha just gave him a smile as she directed him to a seat and motioned for him to strap in.

Steve was settled in a seat of his own, holding a bandage to his side. "It's the hair, kid," Steve explained. "We've been in hiding, so we changed our appearance."

Peter nodded, "Oh yeah… that's it! You had red hair!" he said, looking at the dark blonde across from him.

"I may need to change it again," Natasha said. "I think I'll make it even lighter, maybe a tad shorter."

Steve just gave her a friendly nod, indicating that he thought it would look nice.

As Peter studied the captain, he realized for the first time that the man was also growing a thick beard and slightly longer hair.

"I didn't need to change my look," Sam joked. "Y'all seem to think we all look alike anyway!"

Peter knew what he meant, and he wasn't sure what to say. He just offered a laugh at the man's joke.

T'Challa, however, had something to say. "That is not true, my brother. You look like nothing like me," the king of Wakanda turned and offered a small smile over his shoulder. "I am much better looking!"

Sam looked like he was about to argue, but T'Challa sent the jet shooting forward. The force pushed Sam back in his seat, silencing him for the time being.

Bucky was just shaking his head and giving Steve a look, "The things I wake up to! I don't know why I don't just stay in the chryostasis chamber."

The group settled into a comfortable and companionable silence as the jet settled into a pace that would get them back quickly.

Peter reached up and rubbed at his neck.

Natasha noticed and said, "You have a nasty bruise there. I wouldn't rub at it too much. We can check you over for more injuries when we arrive."

"I'm not too worried," Peter told her. "I heal quickly. I just hope it heals before my aunt sees it." He suddenly realized he didn't know where they were going. "Wait! We are going back to the Avenger's Compound, right?"

It was quiet, the silence growing awkward now.

"It's too dangerous," Steve explained. "Ross will be looking for us."

"Then, where are we going?" Peter asked, feeling anxious. He really wanted to go home to his aunt… and Tony.

"We will all go to Wakanda," T'Challa answered. "It will be safe there. We can figure out how to get you home once we arrive."

"But…" Peter said, "My aunt… and… well… Mr. Stark… They'll be worried."

"You and Tony are close. Aren't you, kid?" Natasha asked.

"Yeah… I mean… I guess," Peter answered. "It's hard to explain."

"We will call him," T'Challa said. "We can let him know you are safe."

"I don't understand," Peter said suddenly.

"What's not to understand, kid?" Sam asked. "It's simple. We call him and tell him you're ok."

"It's not that!" Peter defended. "I thought… well… I thought Mr. Stark would be here. The guards at the prison acted like Ross was making Mr. Stark do something to cooperate. It's just… I'm not sure I understand how all of this is happening."

"How about I call him?" Natasha said. "Then, I think I can fill in some blanks for you, Peter."

Natasha got out of her seat, "Come on, Peter. Join me in the back and we'll call him together. He'll probably want to hear your voice."

Peter nodded and followed Natasha to the back of the jet.

Tony was done. He was done worrying about Ross. He was done waiting for whatever negotiations Ross had in mind. He was going to grab one of the housing units of his nanotech suit, and he was going to take Peter out of that prison once and for all. Ross had what he wanted. It was time for that he brought Peter home.

As he was storming off to get what he needed, Pepper was chasing after him.

"Tony! Stop! You need to wait!" Pepper called to him.

"Nope! I'm done waiting!" Tony answered. "This has gone on long enough."

As Tony placed the glowing piece of tech to his chest, FRIDAY called, "Mr. Stark, you have an incoming call from what seems to be a Wakandan jet."

"Wakandan jet? Finally! Answer it FRIDAY!" Tony yelled. As it connected, Tony called out to who he thought was T'Challa. "Your highness! Don't you check messages in your country? I've been trying to contact you for days! This is very important!"

There was silence for a time. Then he was surprised to hear a woman's voice, "He was already working on it, Tony."

Pepper spoke first, "Natasha? Thank god! Is everything alright?"

"Hold on!" Tony cut in. "How are you calling from one of King T'Challa's jets? I was under the impression Ross was taking you in… you can't… You DON'T UNDERSTAND WHAT'S AT RISK!" He was yelling now. If they had escaped before Ross got them to the prison, then Peter was in serious danger.

"Uh… Mr. Stark?" Peter's voice came through. "You don't have to worry. Everything's good now."

Tony's jaw fell open. He was hallucinating, hearing things. He had officially lost his mind, because…how in the hell could that possibly be Peter's voice?

"Mr. Stark?"

There it was again. Tony looked at Pepper, "Pepper… am I hearing things? Or do you hear Peter's voice, too?"

"Tony…" Natasha's voice sounded amused. They could hear his question to Pepper easily. "We have Peter. We got him off the raft. You are, in fact, hearing his voice."

"Kid! Say something! Is that really you? Are you alright? Are you hurt?" Tony was firing off the questions now because, Thank you God, the kid was safe!

They could hear Peter give a little laugh before he answered, "Yeah… Mr. Stark. I'll be fine. Is Aunt May ok? She must be worried sick!"

Tony looked at Pepper. Peter had no idea how true his words were. She was, in a way, worried sick.

Pepper spoke, "Peter it is so good to hear that you're ok! Your aunt will be so happy to know you're safe!"

"Does she know what happened? I…I thought she would be at the compound with you. Is she alright?" Leave it to Peter to worry about someone else after being locked away for days.

"I'm afraid she has a nasty case of the flu, Peter," Pepper told him.

"I've got my best doctor looking after her, Pete," Tony said. "I promise you I did everything I could to keep her safe for you. I know…I know how important that is to you, kid. The doctor says she'll be just fine. Her fever broke, but she just needs her rest now."

"Oh…I…I should have been there," Peter was clearly worried. "Thank you, Mr. Stark. Thank you for taking care of her for me."

"You don't need to thank me for anything, kid. It seems that I'm not the one who did much of anything to save you," Tony commented. He directed his next question to Natasha. "Natasha, I don't understand. Did Vision find you? How did you all get out of there with Peter? How did King T'Challa get to you? I… uh… it's not that I'm ungrateful. I'm just surprised… and really confused."

"I think Pepper can clear that up for you, Tony. For now, this isn't over. We're going to need you to settle things with Ross," Natasha explained. "We're all going back to Wakanda for now. I don't think it will be safe for Peter in New York until we know Ross is no longer a threat."

"Please, Mr. Stark. I… uh… I want to get home to Aunt May," Peter added.

Tony was staring at Pepper, who had a funny smile on her face in response to Natasha's answer. "Um… yeah… yes! We'll figure something out with Ross, Pete. Don't worry."

"Alright, Tony. We need to go. We'll call you for an update. It's probably best if you wait to hear from us," Natasha said.

She didn't wait for a response. Natasha ended the call.

Tony looked at Pepper. "Pepper… what… how… what was Natasha talking about?"

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you, Tony. We thought it might be best if you didn't know… in case Ross somehow grilled you or asked too many questions," Pepper said.

Tony looked at her, "I love you, Pep. But what THE HELL are you talking about?"

She just smiled, "Let me start at the beginning…

FLASHBACK TO SATURDAY

Pepper had spent much of her Friday night helping Happy watch over May after telling her the updates about Peter. Pepper fell asleep in the lounge area on the third floor in her work suit with Happy nearby. When she woke up on Saturday morning, she asked Happy to stay with May so that she could go upstairs. She wanted to clean up a little find something more comfortable to change into.

As Pepper took the elevator to the fourth floor, she couldn't help but to think that Steve needed to know about what was happening. She knew Tony would avoid calling him at all. He was so stubborn, and it would likely be too late until Tony decided it would be a good idea.

Pepper walked into their private quarters, trying to remember where the phone might be. She knew Tony kept some thing hidden in his father's old desk. The top drawer had a hidden compartment that Tony like to use. Sometimes Tony remembered to take out the phone and carry it with him, but she knew he often left it there because he really didn't want to call Steve and talk to him.

As Pepper walked past the desk, she opened the drawer with the hidden compartment. She felt a thrill of success when she found the phone. Tony had the charge cord connected through a hole that was drilled in the back. She was pleased to see that he at least made sure to keep it ready to use.

Pepper pulled out the phone and carried it into the bedroom. She set it down while she quickly washed her face and changed into more comfortable clothes.

She sat down on the bed and looked towards the elevator.

"FRIDAY," Pepper called. "Where is Tony right now?"

"Mr. Stark is busy is the lower level with Mr. Rhodes and Vision," FRIDAY replied. "Would you like me to get him for you?"

"That will be unnecessary, FRIDAY, thank you," Pepper said.

She looked at the phone in her hands. She knew what needed to be done. It would be hard to talk to Steve after what she knew he did to hurt Tony, but she felt it was necessary to make the call if they stood any chance of getting Peter back.

In a moment of decision, Pepper pulled up the number and called Steve.

The phone didn't ring long, and Steve's voice was more than a little surprised (and concerned). She figured Steve must know that something would be terribly wrong if Tony had decided to call.

"Tony? It's good to hear from you. Is everything alright?" Steve asked.

"Steve…it's Pepper… uh… Potts," she said.

"Pepper? Is everything ok? Is Tony alright?" Steve sounded worried.

She sighed, "No, Steve. He's not." She was quiet.

Steve sounded a little defensive, "Are you calling about what happened between us? Pepper… you should know that I didn't mean to hurt him. Things spun out of control so quickly, I…"

"Steve…" Pepper cut him off. "We probably should talk about that sometime, but there is something else going on."

"I'm listening," he said.

"I don't know that I have much time to explain, but there's a kid in trouble," She explained. "Tony loves him like a son, Steve. His name is Peter… Peter Parker."

"A kid named Peter is in trouble?" Steve asked. "How is that you think I can help?"

"You met him in Germany, I think," Pepper explained. "Maybe you know him as Spider-Man? He likes to shoot webs around? "

"The kid from Queens!" Steve said with fondness and recognition. "He had a lot of heart."

"You have no idea, Steve. He has the biggest heart. He's a good kid, and…" She took a deep breath. "…Steve, Ross has Peter. He took him to the raft prison. He's accusing him of breaking the Accords. He hadn't signed when Tony took him to Germany, and he got involved in something else here not long ago. We tried to hide Peter's identity from Ross. Tony was trying to help him… Peter just wanted to finish high school while learning to navigate his abilities. Tony was mentoring him… and then… well, it just became something more. It will destroy Tony if anything happens to him."

"I think I understand," Steve said.

"I'm afraid there's more, Steve." Pepper told him. "Ross will detain Peter indefinitely unless Tony gives Ross something else he wants. Something he wants more than detaining Spider-Man."

"I'm afraid to ask," Steve said to her, clearly getting an idea of where this was going.

"He wants you and the others, Steve. He's suspected all along that Tony has a way to find you. It's just now he has the leverage. Peter was taken yesterday, and Ross gave him 24 hours to decide," Pepper explained.

"Tony didn't call us on the spot?" Steve sounded confused.

"He thought he could find another way. He's mad at you, Steve. He really doesn't want to talk to you, but I also know he doesn't want you or the others to be taken to that prison," Pepper said.

Steve was quiet on the other end. "He's trying to save both the kid and us, isn't he? Even after what I did?"

"I believe he is. But he's too stubborn to tell you what's happening… too proud to think he can't find another way. So, I decided to call you myself. I thought you might be able to prepare. Inevitably, I think Ross will force him into a position to call you," Pepper said, sounding sad.

"Sam and Natasha aren't far away from me, Pepper. We'll figure something out. T'Challa may be able to help us, too. We'll prepare for Ross and see if we can't also find a way to get the kid out of there." Steve sighed and added, "I owe Tony at least that much."

"Thank you," She said, "Steve, he can't know that I called you. When he calls, you need to sound surprised. I may even try to get him to call and warn you himself before Ross returns. He could maybe give you more information. Either way, it's better that we wait to tell him about this conversation."

"I think you're right, Pepper. If Ross has him in a tough spot, it will be better if he doesn't have the added pressure of hiding our knowledge of the situation. Unless he does make the choice to call first, but I somehow doubt that he will do that," Steve told her.

"Unfortunately," Pepper confirmed.

"He's lucky to have you, Pepper. I was happy to see that you two made it work. I know he loves you," Steve said.

"Thank you, Captain," Pepper said, using his other name as a way of showing her own respect for him.

"I'm going to contact the others, Pepper. Thank you for the call," Steve told her.

"Let's hope it's worth it. Goodbye, Steve," she said.

"Bye, Pepper," and with that Steve was gone.

Pepper closed the phone and stared at it. She took it over and plugged it into a port in the wall.

"FRIDAY! I need you to erase the call history from this phone, please."

"Are you sure, Ms. Potts?" the AI asked.

"Positive," Pepper answered.

When it was done, Pepper took the phone with her. She would take it and give it to Tony herself.

END FLASHBACK – Back to TUESDAY NIGHT

Tony stared at his fiancé in amazement. "You did that? For me? For Peter?"

"I hated to lie to you, Tony," Pepper said. "But I know you too well. I was afraid it would be too late before you decided to call. Turns out I was right."

"Tony hugged Pepper tight and kissed her lovingly on the cheek. "Thanks for having my back, Ms. Potts."

"Always," She told him.

Tony looked thoughtful. "We still have the issue of what to do about Ross," he said to her.

"Perhaps we can be of assistance," a new voice offered.

Tony turned to see Vision standing just inside of the room he and Pepper were in. It was clear Vision hadn't used the door, but someone else did.

"Wanda?" Tony asked.

"I believe I can help you with the Ross situation," Wanda proclaimed with her subtle accent. "I know what is happening. Steve sent me away when he learned that Ross was coming. Vision filled me in on the rest."

"I brought her back to help us, Mr. Stark." Vision explained.

Tony looked back and forth between the two of them for a moment.

"Let me call in Rhodes," he said. "He needs an update. Then the two of you…" he pointed at each of them, "…are going to tell us exactly what you have in mind. We need to get Ross out of the way and bring the kid home once and for all."

A/N: There you go! Was I able to surprise anyone? Here are some more questions:

What are Wanda and Vision planning?

Will Peter make it home for his birthday?

Will Tony cross paths with Steve?

What will he say when he learns that Bucky saved Peter's life?

You'll just have to stay with me if you want to find out ;)