"So, Cap, you and me, patrolling the streets. The two fun ones of the Avengers, we should do something crazy, I know this great little nightclub." Spider-man rambled.

Spider-man was swinging through the streets of New York alongside the American hero who was leaping from building to building.

"Not a nightclub person? I get what you mean; the music is terrible and too loud, can't have a decent conversation at all. The drinks are always overpriced but the place I had in mind I have an in with the owner. And if you go in costume I doubt you'd have to pay for a drink anywhere. Then again I rarely see you drink anything but tap water anyway. OK, well we could go to…"

Spider-man was disrupted as a scream rent the night air. Spider-man turned towards Cap but he had disappeared. It was obvious where Cap had gone so Spider-man followed the sound of the scream. He came to find a narrow alleyway with a dead end, three knocked out criminals and Captain America bending down to lift his shield. An attractive woman was rushing over to him.

"Thank you, Captain America, I don't know what would have happened to me if you weren't here."

"Don't mention it ma'am."

"Aww, you couldn't have left just one for me to punch?" Spider-man complained as he clung to the wall of the alley.

"Ahh, spider-man!" The would-be victim screamed as she placed herself behind Captain America. "Don't do anything, web-freak, Captain America's here."

"Ma'am Spider-man is one of the good guys."

"Nuh-uh, my friend once saw him fight the Green Goblin and the way they joked with each other it was like they were best friends."

"She's got you there, Cap, my friendship with Gobby is well documented."

"Come on, let's go."

"You can't leave me here while Spider-man's around."

"Ma'am, I promise you spider-man won't do anything to hurt you."

Captain America then proceeded to run at the wall. He took a step up the wall, jumped back, swiveled his body and latched onto a fire escape. He flipped himself up onto it and ran up a flight of stairs before leaping off it and grabbing onto the building that completed the dead end, before pulling himself up and disappearing from view.

"Wow," spidey said as he turned to the woman, "he's amazing isn't he."

"Don't speak to me, Spider." She said before running off. With a sigh spider-man chased after Captain America.

"You realize that when you said you promised I wouldn't hurt her she's gonna think that means I wouldn't do anything with you around not that I wouldn't consider it." Spider-man said, and was surprised to find Captain America standing still atop the building.

"Spider-man, we need to talk."

"This isn't about what she said, right? I was joking about being friends with the green Halloween advert. Ahh, you won't kick me off the team will you?"

"Spider-man, this is serious."

"Sorry, it's hard to tell with you sometimes. What's this about?"

"I just wanted to ask as to the relationship between you and Captain Marvel."

"Relationship?" Spider-man uttered nervously. "Don't know that I would call it that, I mean yeah, we're good friends, but relationship? You make it sound like we're, umm. We're good friends Cap."

"So I didn't see Peter Parker and Carol Danvers curled up on the sofa together watching a movie and kissing each other?"

"Where did you see this, or at least where do you think you saw it?"

"In the Avengers mansion. You see I know we swapped it for the tower but I was there just making sure it was still usable, only to find that not all of the Avengers had abandoned it."

"I see…"

"Son, relationships are not prohibited among the Avengers and if you two are serious I fully support…"

"She's the one who wanted to keep it a secret." Peter interjected. "I mean I was happy with whatever she wanted, but she was the one who said that if you all found out before we knew where we were going that it would probably never work.

"I didn't realize it but the sneaking around and the secrecy, well I really enjoyed it. But more amazing is that she does too. Keeping it between ourselves has really helped us and I don't think we're ready to let everyone else know."

"Fine, son, you have my word, I won't tell anyone."

Peter smiled at this. He knew Captain America wouldn't tell a soul if he'd given his word. He could trust Logan not to purely because Logan wouldn't want to talk about it, and no one would even think to ask him. But if Captain America gave his word, then there was likely no amount of torture on earth that could make him spill.

"Great! So then should we go find more crime to stop, you took all those bad guys out last time and I'm itching to get my gloves…" Spider-man trailed off when he felt a firm arm on his shoulder.

"Actually, I didn't want to talk to you about the secrecy, there was something else as well."

"Oh?"

"Yes. I care about Carol deeply, like a daughter. If you hurt her," Captain America leaned in closer and began whispering, "You may get a much closer view of this shield."

A shiver ran along Peter's spine, and then swept through the rest of his body as well. All sorts of crazy super-villains had threatened him before, but none had chilled him to the core like that. He was standing stock-still; he didn't dare move a muscle right now.

"Now come on, you said you have an itching in your glove? I know the perfect cure." Captain America said as he started leaping from building to building again.

Spider-man shook himself off and took a few seconds to compose himself, and check that he hadn't wet his pants, before following after Captain America.

"You know, I don't think I'm even capable of hurting her, someone should ask her not to hurt me." Spider-man shouted after Captain America.

"I wasn't talking physical injuries, son."

"Neither was I." Spider-man uttered quietly.

"He said that? That's nice of him."

"That was not 'nice of him.'" Peter all but shouted as he threw his arms up into the air. "I was scared more than I've ever been before, and I once watched the Shining on the massive TV in the Avengers tower beside the Hulk."

"Cap's a sweetheart, he'd never really hurt you, you know." Carol laughed

"Yeah, a sweetheart to you, who he views as a daughter. But to her geeky boyfriend who has been seeing her for a month." Carol just laughed even more. "You weren't there, it was chilling. OK it was a winter night in New York but he made it feel like I'd been trapped in ice for 30 years. I know he's like the World War 2 hero and we can't say a bad word against him, but I reckon that stay in the arctic gave him some new powers."

"Now you're just being ridiculous."

"Am I? I swear I would've pissed myself if all the water in my body hadn't been frozen." Carol just laughed.

"OK, we're beginning our descent to Boston now."

Spider-man gripped the edge of his seat.

"Captain America and flying, you're really revealing your true colours as a scaredy-cat."

"It's not flying, I've flown on you before, haven't I?"

"That better not be a slight against this plane then."

"Oh no, I'm sure this plane was state-of-the-art, some fifty years ago."

"Well I can always throw you out the window and see how you do without it."

"OK, it's not this plane, just planes in general." Spider-man said as he gripped the plane even harder as they descended lower.

"You realize I'm one of the greatest pilots in this country."

"I told you it's not you I don't have faith in, just planes."

"Well we're going to have to cure you of this phobia, but not right now I need to land this thing." Carol said as she began concentrating on the controls in front of her, spider-man gulped.

Predictably the plane landed on the runway to Logan International Airport without a single hiccough.

"See, that wasn't so bad, was it?"

"Says the person who could just fly away if something went wrong, and who would probably walk away from a plane crash without a scratch."

"Now you're just being a baby."

"Am not!"

"Are too!"

"Peter!" The babyish bickering was interrupted as the two saw Peter's aunt/mom along with her husband waving to the two of them.

Peter ran up to his aunt and wrapped her up in a massive hug.

"Aunt May! I didn't realize they let teenagers onto the runway."

"It helps when you're the father of the mayor of New York." Her husband said.

"You two." May blushed red.

"Mum, dad." Peter said in the credence of a joke, but he used those nouns affectionately and with sincerity. "I'd like you to meet my girlfriend Carol Danvers slash Captain Marvel." He said as Carol's tentative steps finally made it to the family gathering.

"It's a pleasure to meet you." Aunt May said with a wide smile.

"You too."

"So, Peter." Jay Jameson said as he draped an arm across his shoulder and marched away from the two women. "My son still giving you a hard time about your crime fighting?" Peter shot Carol an apologetic look over his shoulder.

"So, Carol," Aunt May began, walking at a much slower pace, "Peter's told me a lot about you. In fact in our phone conversations you're all he ever talks about."

"Wow, thank you. Peter talks about you all the time too, and always with the highest regard." Aunt May smiled at this, but it was not one that invited Carol's confidence.

"He cares about you a lot."

"Thank you, I care about him a lot too." This time the smile that lit up Aunt May's face did relax Carol.

"He's been hurt a lot, Peter." Aunt May said and the smile was gone. "Both as Spider-man and Peter Parker." Carol was silent. "I know it's inevitable in life, but I really don't want to see him hurt again." There it was. That was definitely a threat.

"I don't intend to hurt Pete…"

"I'm sure you don't. But you should still know that if you hurt him, his pain won't even be worth a tenth of my retribution. Captain Marvel or not."

Carol visibly gulped. "I understand." Was all Carol could think to say in response.

"Then I'm sure we'll be great friends!" May declared a smile back on her face and she picked up the pace again. "I've got a great dinner planned tonight, Pete's favourite. He told me you liked his cooking and I taught him everything he knows."

Carol could barely follow the conversation as she stared ahead blankly. Aunt May seemed to expect this though as she seemed not to mind Carol's state. Seeing the discrepancy of expression on his two favourite women Pete decided to hang back.

"Are you OK?"

"I don't think I'll tease you about Captain America again."

"Aunt May told you off for that? What did you guys even talk about?"

"Oh it wasn't anything like that. I just think I'm terrified of your 63 year old aunt."

Peter laughed aloud. "Well it's good to know that neither of us is going to consciously hurt the other."

"Yeah, because we're terrified of what will happen if we do."

Both of them sported a far off look for a few seconds before shivering intensely, then shaking it off and continuing ahead, trying to pretend those two conversations were just dreams.