Saturday

February 13, 2016

Avengers Tower - Balcony

7:00 AM

Morgan and her mother are seated on top of their apartment building, an old blue blanket laid out beneath them. Mugs of hot chocolate warming their chilled hands. She'd been sleeping soundly when her mother slipped silently into her bedroom fifteen minutes before seven and gently nuzzled her into awareness. Morgan giggled at her mother and yawned.

"Mommy. What are you doooing?" she yawns as Pepper pulls back the pink unicorn comforter that was providing her so much warmth. Her face scrunched at the chill. Pepper scoops Morgan up into her arms and Morgan automatically wraps her arms around her mother's neck and rest her chubby cheek against Pepper's shoulder, her heavy eyes already fluttering shut. Pepper jostles her lightly and giggles at Morgan's grumbles.

"Mommy needs you awake sunshine. I want to show you something."

Morgan yawns again but opens her eyes, shifting in her mother's arms. Turning so she can see where they were going. Pepper carries Morgan from her bedroom, through the living room - stopping to grab a well-worn blue blanket off the couch, and out the front door. They proceed up the stairwell, only stopping when they reach the rooftop. Sitting on the flat roof are two mugs with plastic lids filled with some sort of warm liquid.

Pepper sets Morgan down, telling her not to move, and then lays the blanket down and motions for Morgan to take a seat. Then she grabs the two cups and sits down beside her daughter. Pepper hands the warm cup to Morgan who eagerly takes a sip.

"Hot chocolate, thought you'd like that. You seemed upset last night, so I thought we could watch the sunrise together and you could tell me about what happened at school."

Morgan frowned. Her curious expression twisting until she was practically glaring at the hot chocolate cup like it had personally offended her. "I don't wanna."

"C'mon... you can tell me anything." Pepper sweetens her tone.

"The other kids were talking about their daddies."

Pepper tenses. "Is that right?"

Morgan nods rapidly, fixing her wide brown eyes on her mother. "They were talking all about how their daddies play with them. Jonah's father takes him fishing and Annie daddy always takes her out for ice cream on Friday after school and how that don't tell her mommy. That it's a secret between the two of them."

Pepper tried to keep her face passive but understanding. "I'm sure Annie loves him very much."

Morgan narrowed her eyes, being quite smart for a five year old, she could tell her mother knew what she was about to say and didn't want to hear it. So she hesitated.

"Morgan..." Pepper prompted.

"Why don't I have a daddy?" Morgan said at last, her voice barely above a whisper. "I know you don't like talking about him. You never talk about him."

Pepper shook her head, scooting closer to Morgan. "That's not true. I-I just don't know what to say about him, things between your daddy and I are... not easy. You're daddy is really smart. He creates all kinds of things that that government uses."

"Why isn't he here?"

"You see... sometimes when mommies and daddies have babies, one of the parents aren't ready to be a parent. That's that case for your daddy. He wasn't ready to be a daddy and felt like you would be better off with me. He didn't have the best relationship with his own daddy and didn't feel like he knew how to be a good one for you."

"That's okay, he can learn. I can be patient."

Pepper gave a sad smile. "I'm afraid it doesn't work like that, Morgan. Though I'm sure he would've appreciated the sentiment. You may not have your daddy, but you've got me and I'm will always be here for you. No matter what happens, at the end of the day you have me."

"Oooh, look Mommy!" Morgan exclaimed pointing as the light on the horizon dispels the darkness. Yellow sunlight slices through the dark and casts an orange glow on everything in sight. "It's so pretty!"

Pepper isn't watching the sunrise, she only has eyes for the five year old girl who changed her entire life. "Yeah, it is. I love you Morgan."

Morgan turns to face her. "Do you think Daddy is watching the sunrise?"

Pepper resisted the urge to snort. Tony Stark was many things but he most certainly would find something like this a waste of his time. He was probably either blacked out from a drunken bender or bedding some random woman for another bout of meaningless sex, or both. Probably both.

She couldn't say any of those things though. No matter her issues with her daughter's father, she didn't want to cast him in such a callous and mean-spirited way. She could at least protect his reputation to his daughter.

"Who knows, maybe." She shrugs, hugging Morgan.

"Miss Stark, it's rather cold. I suggest you put on a jacket or at least procure a blanket. Boss would be quite upset if you were to fall ill on my watch."

The sound of the AI reminds Morgan where she is. She's no longer that five year old girl sitting on the roof with her mother. She's currently standing on the balcony of Avengers Tower. A building that was owned by the well-known Tony Stark who just so happened to be her father.

"It's just Morgan, FRIDAY."

Her mother was being honest about how she described the man. He was incredibly smart and had, at one time, made weapons for the US military. As a child she never could've fathomed her father as someone as smart and rich and essentially iconic as Tony Stark.

Just the thought still sent flutters through her chest.

It was almost like being breathless. She still couldn't seem to wrap her head around such a reality. He also wasn't quite like she expected him to be. Sure she knew that he had an ego, which was expected. That he thought quite highly of himself and was quite self-centered. Also he could be arrogant. All these thing she'd seen from videos of him on TV and on Youtube, that was that man she expected.

A stuck-up rich billionaire who was arrogant and had little regard for anyone of lower standing, someone who was flighty and frivolous and selfish who saw everyone in his life as insignificant pests who should be grateful to be in his presence.

When he'd arrived on her doorstep she could see the traces of him from the media. He seemed arrogant and pompous, walking through her house like he owned the place. Not seeming to feel bothered or out of place in their small little apartment when he certainly had far better and more impressive accommodations. He carried an air importance and a rather intimidating presence. Which surely came from a life in the spotlight, he was used to public appearances and stage performance.

Why would he be bother by a fifteen year old girl with not a penny to her name.

She'd imagined him as a jerk, one who'd see their rudimentary little life as pathetic and beneath his notice and would laugh and jeer about it. Making snide comments about her cheap clothes from the thrift store, or the hand-me-down phone with the broken screen. He was born to a rich family, why shouldn't he seem them all as insignificant?

Yet he hadn't said one word about the state of her home, or her clothes. He hasn't seen her phone but at this point doubted he would have anything snide to say. He wasn't throwing his money in her face as a slight against her or Pepper. Sure, she could see it by the state of the building. The technology was incredible and the lab extraordinary, but he never brought up how expensive it was.

Last night while working on the Spiderman suit, she never once thought about how much money he spent to build it. He let her help him work on it without any proper showing of her skills. She could've easily fried the suit which probably costs millions of dollars and yet he didn't breathe a word about the cost.

Now that the thought of cost came to mind, she felt ill.

It was a multi-million dollar suit and it would be all her fault if she screwed it up. What would Tony Stark do if she did damage something so expensive. When she was little, Morgan broke a lamp by jumping on the couch and her mother had punished her for it. She'd been given a stern lecture and was grounded for a week. That was for a twenty-five dollar lamp that her mother had since she was twenty-three. It had belonged to Morgan's grandmother.

That was nothing compared to something of such costly levels. What sort of punishment would even be fitting for destroying anything inside Tony Stark's penthouse. The couch which cost thousands, or the lab which had ten-of-thousands.

She sighs, resting her head on her hands as she overlooks the city.

Morgan jumps as a blanket is put over her shoulders, blocking the chilly February wind from hitting her bare arms. She looks over to see her father. He situates himself beside her.

"FRIDAY told me you were out here, she said you've been here for awhile."

Morgan looked back as the sun slowly begins to crest up on the horizon. She never expected to be standing on the balcony of Avengers Tower with Tony freaking Stark and watching the sunrise. It seemed too mundane for the larger-than-life superhero.

"I couldn't sleep," Morgan settles on. "Mom and I used to watch the sunrise when we were bothered by something. Usually we would go back to sleep once it was over."

"Really? Hmm, seems like something Pepper would do. You seem fond of it, good memories I assume?"

"Yeah. It's odd that you're here though, watching the sunrise seems a bit too... domestic for Tony Stark. I expected you to be sleeping still, or maybe in your lab."

"You're right, I've never cared much for watching something as common as the sun rising, but I'm willingly to do it if it means I can learn more about you." He sounds so genuine, like he really wants to get to know her, but Morgan can't help the feeling of doubt that crawls through her entire being.

"Why?" she doesn't mean to utter the words, but they still spill out against her will.

"Why what?" he's confused.

Trying to dodging around the topic, she whips her head around to face him. "Why would you want to know more about me? At the apartment you said you weren't going to take me away from Mom, but what does this all entail. You said you're not sending me to some boarding school, but why not? It would keep me out of the public eye and out of your hair. Why are you doing all this? I don't get it."

Tony stays completely silent. Morgan resists the urge to fidget and just when she begins to doubt receiving a response, he opens his mouth.

"I'm sure you've heard about my father, right? Howard Stark. He founded the company and pulled himself up from nothing, he was a genius. An innovator who changed the landscape of the world with his inventions, but he was also a lousy father. He was never there and for the longest time I doubted if he even loved me. He never said it, I doubted he even liked me. The happiest moments between us were when he shipped me off to boarding school. I may not know how exactly a father is supposed to be, but I know what I'm not supposed to do."

Talk about serious deja vu... Morgan can't help but think, recalling her mother's words.

"Pepper loves you very much and I can tell you feel the same way, I don't want to cause issues problems between you and your mother, but I also want to be apart of your life. I don't know what decision I would've made if Obadiah would've told me the truth. I can say with complete certainty what I would've done. I was young and reckless and didn't care about those around me. As much as I wish I could say that I would have taken right away to being your father, I can't. My actions varied and I was unstable and too unpredictable, but I can say it now. I want to be your father, in every way that's required. I didn't have the best one myself and I haven't had you long enough to know what the hell I'm doing, but if you're willing to let me learn as we go, I promise I'll do everything I can to be a good father to you."

Morgan knew that he'd had a bad relationship with his own father. Pepper had mentioned it many times when she'd asked about her father and why he didn't feel like he was suited to be one for her. She didn't know that Tony had doubted if his own father loved him for not. Morgan never doubted her mother's love and affection for her, she never was given any reason not to.

"This isn't some machine you can fix, or something you can just scrap if it turns out you don't like it."

Tony pulls an irritated face. "I know that, Morgan."

"Okay."

"Okay?"

Morgan nods. "Still didn't answer my question about boarding school."

Tony quirks an eyebrow. "I'm never sending you away, ever. My dad sent me away too often for me to even consider doing it to my own kid. I want you here with me. I want to reach the point where you come to me and tell me all about your day. Tell me about your friends and what homework assignments you got. I don't want to pay some school to keep you away from me. Not when I only just found you."

"So what about custody?"

"That's something Pepper and I need to discuss, but you shouldn't worry about it. We're going to work it out."

"Am I moving in here?"

Tony shakes his head. "Not unless you want to, kid. I'm not evicted you from your home and your mother. I just want to have a place in your life. That room is always yours and you can come by anytime you want. I'll get you a badge made and everything for the people the work downstairs. FRIDAY is always here but sometimes it's easier to have a pass."

Suddenly all of Ned's flurry questions come flooding back. "What about my last name? Do I have to change it? I'm turning sixteen next year, you're not going to get me a car are you? That's a bit excessive and really not necessary. Not that I wouldn't appreciate the sentiment but it would be far too costly. What about the public? Will you tell them about me? I don't want to ruin your image, it may look bad on you after all. I don't want to embarrass you, especially if we're ever seen in public and I— I sound just like Parker, a rambling dork..." she said, her cheeks flaming.

"I don't think we should tell the public. Not yet at least. They'll have to be told eventually, but it'll be better for us to keep this a secret for now. That way we don't have the general population breathing down our necks. As for the name... well, sure if you want to. I won't make you, but I'd liked it if you did. Though that's also something for a later date. As for a car... haven't thought about that. You're turning sixteen next year, wow. I'll have time to decide on one. And ruin my image, seriously?"

Morgan's frown deepened, cheeks still burning. "Why do you care about Spiderman?"

Now that was quite the shift from their previous conversation. Going from personal to the local vigilante. Seemly deciding that they've hashed out enough personal stuff for the time being, Tony obliged.

"I think that the Spiderling is carrying a heavy responsibility and I know how difficult it can be to feel like you're responsible for fixing things. I can... relate. Plus he's practically fight crime in his pajamas and that's pretty embarrassing. Not to mention he's got no protection in that leotard."

"Are you going to try and discover his identity?"

"Yes, it's necessary. What happens when he gets himself seriously injured? He can't exactly go to the hospital, which means he could find himself bleeding out with no one to turn too and nowhere to go. At least I have a med bay here and a doctor on call."

"He's been injured before, seemed to heal fine on his own."

"Maybe he's just been lucky so far, but sooner or later that luck will run out and he might not be able to heal from it and then what? At least if the Spiderboy uses the suit it'll keep track of injuries and vitals. I've programmed the suit to alert me to any and all damage and injuries."

"Can I go to a friends house today? My friends and I usually meet up during the weekend to work on our homework assignments together."

"Yes?" It comes out like a question. "Of course you can. I'll get Happy to drive you."

Morgan is about to protest. I can take the subway on the tip of her tongue, but Tony shuts that down before she's even begun to utter a sound.

"Uh-uh. I told Pepper I'd take care of you this weekend so Happy will drive you or I'll have FRIDAY lockdown the whole entire towers and we'll spend the whole day staring at each other uncomfortably, am I clear?"

Morgan nods. He really was starting to sound like a parent and they've only spent one one evening and not even the entire next morning together.

...

Peter Parker's Apartment

Queens, New York

11:00 AM

Morgan stepped out of the black vehicle and waved goodbye to Happy as she turned and started the familiar trek up the creaky stairwell. The elevators have long since been broken and haven't yet to be fixed. By now she was sure it would never happen. She makes the familiar trek through the building, nodding to the residents who recognized her and waved at the elderly woman who always gave Peter, Ned and Morgan cookies whenever they returned to Peter's place after school.

Morgan knocks once on the door before grabbing the door handle and letting herself inside. She's come by his home enough times that she was sure Peter wouldn't mind her entry. Peter's voice calls out a greeting from his bedroom and Morgan steps through the living room and pokes her head into his room.

He's sitting at his desk, looking the computer screen.

"Where's Ned?" she asked, stepping into the room and setting her bag down by the door. "I was sure he'd be burning a hole in your carpet with excitement." Morgan hops up on her usual spot, on the edge of the bed and glancing briefly at the computer screen.

"He wanted to be, his mom's making him help her out. He texted me a few minutes ago, he should be on his way. Honestly I was sure I'd find him camping outside my apartment this morning."

As if summoned by their conversation, Ned stumbles in. Face read and breathless as though he'd run all the way up the stairs.

"I haven't missed anything right? No super wickedly awesome conversations about Tony Stark or that oh-so-cool suit that he's designing for Peter?" He looks frantically between Peter and Morgan as though he could detect their guilt by looking at each of them.

"No, you've not missed anything. Peter and I were just talking about you. How'd things go with your mom?"

Ned shakes his head. "She needed me to help her move the living room around. My dad was already at work so she needed me to help her. So, you spent the night at Avengers Tower?"

Morgan nodded. "Yeah. It was pretty damn impressive if I'm being honest. Everything was sleek and totally modernized. Art prints on the walls and everything. I felt like I was walking through the Starship Enterprise."

Ned and Peter frown. "You'll use a Star Trek reference but refuse a Star Wars one?" Ned asks, sounding rather put out by the observation.

She grins smugly at him. "Yes. Just because I know you and Peter want me to watch it so badly that I've actively chosen to do the complete opposite just to spite you both."

"And you spent the day with Tony Stark?" Peter prompted, trying to keep the conversation moving forward. Morgan understood, he wanted to know more about the suit.

"Happy, uh, his bodyguard... driver? I'm not quite sure exactly what his job is exactly, but he dropped me off at the tower and I had some time to kill so I had FRIDAY, the AI that runs the tower, pull up footage to see what Peter was doing as Spiderman. Of course that's when Tony Stark showed up. I didn't even know he made it up from the lab, I was so preoccupied I didn't even hear the elevator go off."

"And Mr. Stark really is making a suit for Peter?"

"Uh-huh. He's keeping Peter's color scheme of red and blue. He's programmed an AI into the suit to monitor Peter's vitals and alert Tony of any injuries Spiderman gets in action. There's also over five hundred different webshooting combinations. He's still not entirely sure of what else needs to be integrated into the suit since he doesn't know Spiderman's full powerset."

Peter clicks out of the browser. "I know we can't outwardly tell him about Spiderman's abilities as he'll wonder about how you know that information, but maybe if you suggest it and base your suspicions of my powers on new footage we may be able to have him incorporate that into the suit."

"That's right, you've never told us exactly all of your powers."

"I thought I told you about them."

Morgan shakes her head. "You told us you have super-hearing and super-strength and since the webshooters are tech those aren't necessarily powers."

"Yeah, well my visions a lot better so I can see way more and it can be so distraction, that's why I decided to use these darkening lenses to block out some of the input so it doesn't overwhelm me when I'm out as Spiderman. Oh and I can stick to walls, obviously. Oh, I've got this like... sixth sense or something. I call it my spider sense. It's a feeling that tells me when danger is near. It helps me dodge projectiles."

Morgan and Ned are quiet.

"That is so cool!" Ned cries, laughing excitedly. "This seriously feels like a movie or something. And now Tony freaking Stark is making you you're own Avengers grade suit!"

"Are you forgetting how many protocols are in that suit, Ned? There's not way he's just gonna give Parker some multi-million dollar suit and send him on his way with no questions asked. He's want to know who's under the Spiderman's mask. What if he doesn't want to have a teenager fighting crime in his suit. Plus Peter didn't want anyone to know his identity, much less Tony Stark. This is really bad."

"She's right. I mean it's insanely cool that Tony Stark is making a suit for Spiderman, but he'll have so much control over that suit that I'll never have any privacy. He'll know any and everything about me. Plus I hear there's been tension with everything that happened with Sokovia and that the governments of the world are trying to get legal control to regulate enhanced individuals like me or the Avengers."

"And knowing governmental authority, they'll be avidly against secret identities and will want you to go public. That means everyone in the world will know Peter Parker is Spiderman. Which is also not good."

"Man this sucks..." Ned moaned, his voice void of the lively spark that was wove through it just moments before. The realization that this wasn't as much an ideally dream as he though was seeming devastating.

"So..." Morgan said after a few minutes of silence. "What the hell are we going to do now? We can't let Tony find out Spiderman's identity."

...

Avengers Tower

Tony Starks' Lab

11:00 AM

Tony Stark has been so preoccupied with the discovery of his newfound daughter that he'd rarely had time to look into the Spiderling. FRIDAY has been programmed to file away and and all sightings of Queens local vigilante but finding the time to review the footage has be rather scarce.

He was expecting to spend the day with Morgan, but when he woke up that morning he found her standing out on the balcony in the freezing cold air. He'd covered her with a blanket and they had a heart to heart. Not that he felt entirely comfortable discussing such things with the girl, he hardly knew her after all. He pushed through it though, that was his job now as the kids father. He wouldn't shy away from the uncomfortable shifts that would transpire during the course of their budding familial bonding. It was necessary.

There was fifteen years of bad animosity and absences that needed addressing and it would take them time. When the worked on the Spiderman suit in his lab it was comfortable. She was used to working in a lab and she was rather advanced, especially for her age. Not that he expected anything less from his on progeny, but it was still fascinating to see in person.

He hardly knew Morgan but was so enamored by the girl. He would watch her actions and trying to find pieces of himself in her. The way she would twist her mouth in a frown, or how she would scrunch her face up at a particularly challenging obstacle.

When he took her to her bedroom she seemed reserved and quiet. Unlike the straightforward woman he saw while in the lab. He supposes that's due to her feeling out of place at the penthouse. She's never been there before so it held no sense of familiarity.

Something which should never have been the case. She should feel at home in every place or plane he owns as is her right as his family. He never knew her and she never knew him and so there's a gap between the two of them. One that he's sure can be closed by spending time together.

He doesn't know what her favorite color is, or what her favorite food is. What movies she likes or even what her best friends names are, but he want to learn those thing. And he will. It'll just take time. Happy calls him once he's dropped Morgan off at her friends place in Queens.

Happy informs him that the boy is named Peter Parker and he lives there with his aunt May. There's also another friend named Ned Leeds. At least now he knows something about her. He hangs up on Happy and retreats into his lab, and then he remembers the Spiderman file.

FRIDAY opens the file, showing all the new footage of the spider-themed hero.

"Boss, I've found something rather interesting in one of the videos."

"Really now? Go ahead and pull it up FRI."

And so she does, the holographic image popping up to show a darkened street and alley in Queens. The timestamp in the corner of the footage places footage at eight at nigh on February 6, 2016.

The dimly lit street is seemingly deserted and he at first begins to wonder FRIDAY could've found that drew her interest. Then he see's a young woman with long dark hair round the corner and, unknowing, stepping into the frame of the surveillance camera. There's something strikingly familiar about the girl, but her face is masked by shadows. She has a purse over her shoulder.

She had a bag of some kind of food in her hand. She's too preoccupied by the phone she's holding to notice the three armed men as the step out from behind a building. They all have some weapon,. The middle one has a gun, the on to the left had a crowbar and the final on has a baseball bat. The big guy in the middle shoves the girl roughly from behind, sending he sprawling into the alley, her head bouncing against the brick wall. The men move forward, blocking off the mouth of the alley, effectively trapping the girl.

"FRIDAY can you get any audio?"

"There does seem to be some audio recording functions but with the distance between the camera and the people it may not be very clear, I'll attempt to add subtitles to the words I'm able to decipher."

"That's great, FRI."

The girl in the alley seems to reach across the ground for something, then he spots what appears to be a grey spot on the ground, Her phone.

"Don't... stupid girl..." the audio crackles through the speakers. Underlying subtitles to match. He would've had a hard time making out even that, but with the words below it allowed him to hear the words more clearly.

The girl's shoulder rise and her whole body seems to lift larger than itself, she sure could be brave when she wanted too.

"Little girl?" her voice is crackled through the audio, making it hard to know what her voice truly sounds like. "...clever... come up..."

The man in the middle said something too low for even FRIDAY to hear.

"Don't know... want... must be... dumber that you look..."

Tony whistles lowly, damn this girl has guts. As impressed as he is, he can't help but worry for her. She was outnumbered by a bunch of dangerous low-lives and even though he knows she's surely fine as Spiderman will help her, he can't help but be concerned for her in the moment.

"...easy... break a girl..." Tony doesn't need all the words to understand the context as the man in the middle hand his gun over and reaches for the button on his pants. He feels a touch sick and furious.

"You stay the hell away from me!" this time the girls voice is clearly audible and doesn't crackle from the distance and it's so damn familiar. She shrieks, surely drawing attention. Just as the man reaches out for her, Spiderman swings in to help her and Tony can't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Tony watches as Spiderman takes on the three armed men, wincing as the man with the crowbar swings it into the back of the vigilantes leg. Spiderman's leg buckles, but he doesn't loose his balance. The girl reaches into her pocket and throws herself forward, a small circular device on her arm. None of the scuffing men notice her as she shoves on of the men back from Spiderman and situates herself beside him. Spiderman seems to notice her and he notices the smirk on her face as two of the men move towards them.

Then she yanks her arm down hard and the round device hits the concrete. A whirring sound filters through the audio and suddenly the three men and seemly thrown back by some close range force. None of the men get back up.

The girl stands up and glances over at Spiderman.

"...okay?"

"...asking you that."

She throws her hands up in a it-wasn't-me gesture, presumably replying to the spiderling.

He then webs the three thugs up and before Spiderman can swing himself away, the girl pulls him into a hug. He hesitates, but then hugs her back. Then the girls steps back and pulls the device from her wrist and presents it proudly before quickly tossing it to Spiderman. He catches it with ease.

She must explain what it is, but her voice is too low for audio. Spiderman shakes his head no, but she crosses her arms over her chest, her shoulders pulled back and her chin tipped up. And that's when it clicked.

The door to Pepper's apartment door opened and there stood a young girl with long brown hair, the color of his own. Her brown eyes which matched his went wide with shock. She stares dumbstruck, a look he was used to seeing from the general populations and one he would've never expected to see on the face of his own daughter.

Then the expression fell away and her face closed off.

"What do I owe the..." she hesitated, "pleasure, Mr. Stark?"

Her tone was soft, but clipped and short. Utterly ice. She was certainly not please to see him, which meant she must know who he is.

He removed his sunglasses to look her in the eye. She seemed almost mulled for a split second, before her shoulders stiffened and her chin tipped back.

The girl on the screen waves goodbye as Spiderman shoots his web and swings away.

"Morgan...?" Tony doesn't mean to speak, but he does.

A/N: Whew! Here it is. I promised I'd deliver a nice long chapter and I managed to pull through. This still isn't the big chapter but now I'm about 80% sure I'll be able to reach the point where it happens in the next chapter. This last bit will Tony wasn't originally planned but I received a comment from Amara'sOnlyFan and loved the idea for this. I didn't do it exactly the way she described because I wasn't sure if Spiderman would've left a fully detailed account of what had taken place so they could've been arrested on any numerous past charges so I figured this would be the best way to go.

Finally a Tony focus sectioned. I also added a scene with Pepper and Morgan because I noticed how I sort of just dropped her by the wayside after the prologue so I'll see about integrating her back into past and present. So it may be a little bit, but I'll try to get the next chapter out but after this beast I may take a little while. I also just got an idea for Penny Parker... A Hero? I've been having trouble with the first 'real' chapter as I haven't been sure of what exactly I want to show, but I think I know how Penny will meet that stories Morgan which is great.

Anyways, please comment and let know what you thought and if you have any scene suggestions or ideas feel free to comment and I may just add them. See you soon, hopefully!