(A/N We  are not romance writers, so...)

Peter's POV

I could tell that El was getting sick of the Supernatural.

"You getting bored?" I asked. She stayed silent. I took that as a yes.

"It's fine," She said, nodding her head.

"No, it doesn't really matter to me. I have seen this before."

"Yeah, I'm bored." She admitted.

"What do you wanna do instead?" I questioned. She smiled sheepishly and shrugged.

"How about sleep?" The captain said from the doorway. I sighed and turned to face him.

"But we're not tired!" I whined and El laughed. God, I loved that laugh. Wait, what? I turned bright red at my own thoughts before vigorously shaking my head.

"How are you kids not tired? It's four in the morning!" Steve the grandpa asked El.

"He gave me caf-" I cut her off by lightly tapping her arm. She took the hint and shut up. Those drinks were Pepper's and we weren't supposed to drink them.

"He gave you what?" Steve interrogated. El's face turned red and she didn't know what to say. She turned to me with panic written all over her face. Now I had to come with an excuse. Great.

"Uh..." I stammered. Steve gave us the 'mom' look.

"Uh-uh, candy?" El stammered adorably, God, she's so cute.

"You seem pretty unsure about that, El." Steve smiled. He was enjoying watching us suffer under his pressure. 

"It was a coffee!" El Blurts. I let out a defeated sigh.

"Sorry," I mumbled, feeling dumber than ever.

"Alright, well, if you go to sleep then I won't tell Pepper or Tony," Steve negotiated. We both groaned before standing up and walking off to bed.

I heard El groan as she collapsed on her bed from my room and laughed. I laid on my bed and drifted off to sleep.

:_:_:_:_:_:

The first thing I felt when I woke up was a pain, I wonder why.

"Hahaha-bouncy bouncy!"

"Morris! What are you doing!?!"

"I'm bouncy!"

"Yeah, right on top of Peter!" El scolded.

Oh, that's what's happening... ouch. Morris hopped off my bed and ran downstairs.

"Sorry," El apologized for Morris. She looked really tired and exhausted. I felt bad.

"Sorry for keeping you up all night,"

"It's fine. I can manage," She assured. I think she was telling herself that more so than she was me. I stood up and ran a hand through my hair. I pull all-nighters often, so this is nothing new to me, but it might be to her.

She stumbled down the hallway and down the stairs. I followed shortly behind her. Steve winked at me as he flipped a pancake.

"You kids hungry, too?" He asked. All of El's siblings were sitting at the table eating pancakes, Shawn was holding Hazel.

"Yeah," I mutter. I sat down on a bar stool and El sat next to me. Steve served us each a pancake and we dug in. I looked up to see El with syrup dripping down her chin and smiled at how messy she was. She grinned back at me. It wasn't even a minute and we had both finished our pancakes. We should enter a pancake eating contest.

I stood up and walked into the living room, switching through channels trying to find something to entertain me. El moved a little slower, taking a second before standing up, and standing at the sink for nearly a minute before she snapped back to reality. I smirked at how tired she was after just one all-nighter.

She stumbled over to the couch, tripping over her own feet and nearly falling over. Once she collapsed on the couch, she closed her eyes for a few seconds before opening them again. She reminds me of the first time I pulled an all-nighter, stumbling around everywhere.

"Whatcha watchin'?" She slurred, she was so adorable I could melt. I turn red and nearly did melt at what I just thought. I turned on Black Butler.

"Oooh! I like thisss-is show!" She stumbled over her words.

"Are you high?" Tony asked as he walked into the kitchen.

"No, she's just tired," I spoke for her, saving her the hassle. Tony raised an eyebrow, clearly not convinced, "It'ss-ss true!" She stuttered and started mumbling to herself about candy and Supernatural and deals.

"Deals? Candy?" Tony was only becoming more and more convinced his daughter was on drugs. I looked to Steve to see he was holding in his laughter, while Tony's face was one of confusion and concern, "What's going on here?"

In a low voice, I heard her say, "He gave me some..."

"Pete, are you giving my daughter drugs?!"

"N-no!!" Steve was still cracking up on the background, "What's so funny Capsicle!?

"I just... nothing!" Steve said through laughter.

"Peter Parker, are you giving my daughter drugs?!?!" Tony was yelling at this point.

"Yes," El lied as she raised an eyebrow and gave me a look.

"Get out of my house," Tony growled. El and Steve were both cracking up now.

"I gave her one of those frappuccino things and she is tired and on a caffeine high!" I admitted. Tony let out a stressed sigh.

"It's too early for this. I'm going back to bed," Tony mumbled before grabbing a pancake and eating it whole. He then went back up to his room. El was giving me the biggest smile ever. I wasn't even mad.

"Caaaan we go on the balcoonyyy?" She asked as she looked at me hopefully. I smirked and nodded my head 'yes'. She tried to stand up and almost toppled over, but I steadied her.

"Sorry," She mumbled.

"You're fine," I said as we both began to walk to the balcony. I grabbed a bottle of water before we went outside.

Once we were outside, she sat back down and began to snap back into reality. I sat next to her and handed her the bottle of water.

"Thanks," She mumbled as she opened it. She just looked off into space. She was either tired, or reality hit her.

"You ok?" I asked. I could tell that she wasn't by the look in her eyes.

"Edward is in the same house as me again," She shuddered. We both stayed silent. I don't know how to respond to that without sounding too cliche.

"The man who beat and raped me is in the same building as me. I don't know what to do. What if he gets my siblings again. Or me again. If he gets me, he'll unleash hell on me right before he kills me," She cried. I just pulled her into a tight hug.

"This is so fucked up," She stated, "I can't even sleep at night properly because he haunts me in my sleep."

"Hey, hey, hey. Nothing bad will happen to you," I assured as I stroked her hair.

"You're right, sorry," She apologized.

"You don't need to apologize for talking to me. You can talk to me anytime," What I said wasn't a lie. She could talk to me anytime.

"I don't want to overwhelm you with my own problems."

"You won't."

"Okay... Can we talk now?"

"Absolutely," I said as I sat back down. I sat in a big chair that way we could sit next to each other.

"I have known him my whole life. He was the closest thing I had to a father until now. Then he killed my whore of a mother and took my siblings and I. I was 12, almost 13 at the time. I was there for 4 years. He gave us some trashy, one-bedroom apartment." She admitted. Tears clouded in her eyes.

"He would force himself on me. If I stepped just a little bit out of line, he beat me. It was like walking on eggshells. I always did my best to fight back, though. Then he took my siblings. 'Don't fight back or I'll hurt them,' is what he always said to me. So I stopped fighting back," She gulped and a few tears dripped down her face.

"I never knew what to do. I was just... trapped. Then he told me that he would give me my siblings back if I gave him money. So I stole from this place. T-Tony caught me and I bolted, scared he was going to hurt me." I grabbed her hand as she spoke.

"I went home without the money and made him a deal. He could do anything to me as long as he left my siblings alone. He took my deal. This... abuse went on for two years before he left the door unlocked on accident. I took the chance and came back. I knocked on the door and Tony helped me. He was nothing but kind to me except for when I set that painting on fire."

She was silent for a while before talking again.

"And here he is. The second I saw Tony bring him, I was terrified. Then he came over and tried to force himself on me. I didn't sleep at all last night and don't know if I will be able to sleep. Every night when I try to sleep, he hurts me."

"I'll talk to Mr. Stark if you want. Ask him to take Edward out of here," I offered as I pulled her in for a hug.

"Thank you." She thanked.

"No problem,"

She wrapped her arms around me and buried her face in my chest.

"EL!" Shawn screamed. Several screams followed that scream.

"Shawn!" She yelled right before running inside. She stopped in her tracks as she saw all the boys playfully fighting in the middle of the living room.

"Don't do that! I thought something was wrong!" El scolded. I couldn't help the smirk that spread across my face.

I left El to deal with her brothers while I went to talk to Mr. Stark.

"Mr. Stark!" I hollered as I made my way to his workshop.

"Yeah, kid?" He asked. I couldn't believe what I saw when I walked into his workshop. He was standing in front of Edward, who was tied in a chair and beat up.

"El was just talking to me an-"

"How is my little sweetheart?" Edward cooed. Tony glared at him.

"She isn't your 'little sweetheart', you understand me," Tony barked. Edward stayed quiet.

"You need to get him out of here. She is terrified of him and said she couldn't even sleep last night because of nightmares."

Edward began laughing maniacally.

"That's great. Tell her that there is a bounty on her. I have so many men just like me looking for her. A pretty girl like her, everybody wants to get their hands on her. She wanders too far from daddy dearest, she's done for," Edward explained. Tony slapped him across the face as hard as he could.

"Does she still flinch and cower when people get a little too close to her. Or when you make hand gestures?" He asked with a smile on his face. Tony hit him again.

"I'm bunking with her until he is out of here." I walked out before he had a chance to turn me down.