"…Peter, What's wrong?" Wanda sat up from her spot on the bed, pulling up the sheets with her to cover herself.
"W-who's that little girl?" Peter got up from the bed and walked over to the little girl hiding in Wanda's closet. The little girl coward further into herself.
Peter knelt down a few inches away from her "Hi, My name is Peter." He moved closer to see familiar green eyes, auburn curly hair, and cream skin. He tried to get her out of the closet, but the little girl flinched. "It's ok I'm not going to hurt you, you're safe here." Wanda, now fully dressed, bent down, giving the little girl a sincere smile. "Hi, my name is Wanda. Do you think you can tell me yours?" The little girl peered at her, for a moment deciding whether or not to trust her. "084" she spoke barely above a whisper.
Wanda looked confused, 'We were told that the children didn't have names, only numbers…' that's when it clicked in his head. "Is that what they called you?" Peter questioned, Wanda looked at him more confused. "Peter, do you know who she is?" The little girl scanned their eyes, looking for the same cold dead stare that her captors had, but all she saw was worry and the need to protect, then an old memory flashed to her parents, she looked at the two people Infront of her realizing that they looked exactly like her parents just a bit younger.
The little girl jumped into Wanda's arms, and started to cry. Both Wanda and Peter looked concerned for her, Peter didn't know what to do. Wanda was holding her tight, and stroking her hair whispering in her ear that she was safe. "Friday, who's awake?" Peter stood and walked out of the room. Wanda picked the little girl up and sat on her bed to wait for Peter.
"Ms. Romanoff, Mrs. Stark, Dr. Banner, Ms. Maximoff, and you Peter." Friday answered. "Where is my mother?" He asked, walking towards the elevator. " Mrs. Stark is in the shower, and Ms. Romanoff is in the Avenger's gym." he stopped walking to roll his eyes. "Okay Friday, we need a way for you to know which mom I'm talking about."
"Would It be better if I use what you call them?" Peter's brows furrowed in confusion. "What do you mean?" He asked. "Over time I noticed that you call Ms. Romanoff Mama, and Mrs. Stark Mom." Friday responded. At that moment it clicked in his mind. "Wow ok, I can't believe I didn't notice that.
Peter made his way down to the gym, where he saw his mother, taking her anger out on a punching bag. "Mama?" He tried to get her attention. Natasha stopped mid swing and whipped her head and glared at him. Peter momentarily thought that he was going to die. "Mama, I kinda need your help." Natasha soffend up and started to undo her hand wraps. "What do you need help with?" He opened his mouth to speak but closed it shut, not really sure how to explain it. "Uhh…. I-I think it would be better if I showed you." Natasha stopped what she was doing and raised an eyebrow at him. "What did you do?"
"Nothing, I didn't do anything, but given the circumstances I think it would be better if I showed you, rather than try and explain."
A few minutes later both Peter, and Natasha were standing in Wanda's room. Peter was trying to figure out how the hell she got in the building, let alone into Wanda's room without anyone noticing.
"She has an IQ of two hundred…" 'I guess that would make sense, if she's that smart then she could easily get into places without anyone noticing.' "Peter!" Natasha called, Peter looked up in confusion. "Yeah, what happened?" Natasha furrowed her brows. "Where did you just go?" she asked. "Nowhere, I was just thinking." the little girl in Wanda's arms, and stopped crying but held onto Wanda like she was going to disappear. Petter smiled at the sight, the little girl peaked her head from the crook of Wanda's neck and stared at him. "Daddy?" she said reaching out for him.
Their eyes widened in surprise, but recovered after the little girl threw herself into Peter's arms, she wrapped her arms around his neck and cuddled into him sniffling she held onto him for dear life just like Wanda. Shortly after Natasha smacked him in the back of his head. "I thought that I told you no Grand kids yet!" Wanda snickered at the scene in front of her. Peter moved to sit on the bed next to Wanda. "So, what exactly do we do?" Peter finally asked after the elephant in the room. Natasha looked at the little girl attached to her son noticing her skinny figure and the Hospital gown. "Well first things first we need to get her something to eat and get her some clothes." Peter handed the little girl to Wanda and tried to leave to get food, but once she was in Wanda's arms she saw that he was going to leave but held his the hem of his long sleeve, so he stopped moving.
Natasha saw this and internally awed at the sight. "Its alright ill go and make something to eat, and fill in Tony and Pepper. You stay here, Ill send Happy to the store when they open." They both nodded in response.
After breakfast they had sent Happy to the store to get some clothes for the little girl, as everyone woke up they had to explain the little girl that was attached to Wanda and Peter. Happy had brought the clothes and they were looking through it to see what she Wanted to wear, and of course they were Avenger themed. She had chosen the spiderman T-shirt, and blue pants to go with it. Wanda was falling in love with the idea that she was Peters actual daughter, but now that she thought about it she kind of looked like him.
They made their way down to Bruce to make sure that she was ok. "Everything seems to be ok, she's a little malnourished and a bit dehydrated, but so far everything is in the normal range for her age."
"And that would be?" Natasha asked "Well, I'll Know more once I draw some blood, but if im guessing she's either four, maybe three."
Bruce dug into a drawer and pulled out a small needle, when the little girl saw it she buried herself deeper into Peter's side. "Ok now I'm going to need someone that is going to be able to calm her down." Peter whispered into her ear and she just nodded. He held out her arm and Bruce wrapped a rubber band above her elbow then cleaned where he was going to insert the needle. As he pushed the needle in they all heard the little girl whimper as tears started to sting in her eyes, and Bruce apologized as he drew some blood.
Once that was done he put on a red band aid on her arm. He had put some of her blood onto a petri dish and the vile of blood into a machine that Wanda had no idea what it even did. Wanda was looking at the screen that had multiple photo's flashing across the screen. "What is that doing?" she pointed at the monitor. Bruce looked up from the microscope, "Oh that's running through our data base to see if we can get a…" he was a cut off when the system beeped signaling that it found one. They all looked to the screen to see a picture of both Peter and Wanda, Wanda looked confused but everyone else looked shocked.
"H How is that possible?" Peter asked looking at the little girl. Bruce recovering from the shock quickly looked back into the microscope and muttered something under his breath. "Well if that isn't enough proof then Peter you're gonna want to look at this." Bruce moved to the monitor and was looking for some thing, then a picture of two DNA strands appeared on the screen. "Ok these are the DNA strands of the both of you…" He pointed to Peter and Wanda, "...and this is from her." he motioned to the girl, a third strand appeared, and Wanda saw Peter's eyes widen in shock, "It's a perfect match, W-How?" Peter stood up with the little girl attached to him like a monkey would it's parents. Wanda stood next to Peter now realizing what Bruce was saying. 'So this little girl is our daughter.' "Wait I think I would remember having a daughter." she commented.
Natasha sat in the chair by the door deep in thought. "Ok, then if you didn't give birth to her then where did she come from?" she spoke for the first time. "I think I might have an answer to that." Bruce said looking into the microscope. Bruce clicked on a few things and a video popped up on the screen. "These are her blood cells…" He was pointing at the screen. Then what looked like a robotic spider was crawling on one of the blood cells, with a blinking light with wording on it's body. "What the hell is that!" Wanda yelled causing the little girl to cover her ears and whimpered in pain. Peter bounced the little girl while rubbing circles on her back. "Can we not talk so loud…" Wanda apologized to their daughter. "...If she is our daughter then she likely has my powers, and probably gets sensory overload like I do." Peter said in a hushed tone, Wanda just looked confused. "I'll tell you later" was all Peter said, Wanda nodded in understanding.
Bruce ended up pausing the video to get a closer look at the wording to show what he saw. He was going frame by frame, until a clear image popped up. "Parker Industries?" They all said in unison.
"Right!" Bruce said a bit to loud and caused the little girl to cover her ears again. " Sorry…I don't think she's from our universe." "Wait wait wait you think that she's from an alternate dimension?..." Bruce nodded "That's insane, multidimensional travel has only ever been theoretical… Bruce your talking about an eternal inflation system and how would that even work with all of the quantum fluctuations" Peter argued. "объясните мне, почему вы все еще ходите в школу?" (Explain to me why you're still in school) Natasha asked scrunching her face at him but he ignored it. "Peter look at that screen and tell me that you have a secret company." Bruce said sarcastically. "Peter, Paul Steinhardt was right…the multiverse is real." Bruce raced out to find Tony. "wait you never explained… Never mind he's already gone." Wanda tried to stop Bruce.
"So you wouldn't happen to know why she has tiny robots in her blood? Do you?" Natasha asked Peter "If our theory is correct then their biostabilzers." he explained, he looked from the screen to see that they were waiting for him to continue. "Oh, uh basically their keeping her stable in our universe and keeps her cells from braking apart." he explained as best he could. "So those tiny… spider-bots are keeping her alive?" Natasha askes and Peter only nods his head.
A little bit after they left the med bay and Peter and Wanda were sitting in Peter's room trying to get some information out of the girl about her captors, but her speech wasn't that great, so they decided to try easy questions. "Okay, do you have a name?" Wanda asked but she just repeated the same three numbers. "Has anyone called you by anything else?" Peter asked this time, but she sook hef head no, and the both sighed in defeat. Peter looked at Wanda and thought of something. "Do you want us to give you a name? Because '084' isn't a name." The little girl thought about it for a moment, then she nodded her head.
They both really thought about it for a It had to be a good name. Peter kept drawing a blank, every name he has heard just disappeared from his mind. Wanda gazed at the her supposed daughter, their daughter had bouncy auburn curls and emerald green eyes, just like she does, but she had Peters face and nose. Wanda smiled lovingly, she was the perfect mixture of the both of them, her cream skin and auburn hair reminded her of when the leaves fall from trees. She smiled to herself knowing the perfect name. "Jeseň" (yea-sen) Peter smiled and giggled a bit. "Autumn… that's exactly what she is."...