"Hey, May." Noah smiled politely from the doorway, "Noah, how are you doing, everything been ok since the party?"

May didn't ask a lot of questions when she picked up Maddie and Noah, they only information the Maddie told her over the phone was how Noah had a panic attack.

"I'm okay, is Peter home?" she stepped inside of the apartment, "Yeah, in his room with Ned." the woman stated, "Cool." Noah stated, starting her walk to Peter's bedroom.

"One more thing Noah," May started and Noah faced her, "Just know that if you ever need anything I'm here. I'm not sure what your family situation is like, but just know you always have one here."

"Thank you, May." she smiled, the little offer really did mean a lot to Noah.

"Peter, I noticed you didn't show up to your training from yours truly." Noah barged into the room, "-They're in Brooklyn."

"Who's in Brooklyn?" Noah entered the room closing the door behind her, "The dudes that tried to kill, Peter." Ned noted.

"Oh, so we're tracking them now?"

"Yup."

"Lovely." Noah sighed, "Why? What's the agenda here?"

"Find out who's involved and put a stop to their little weapon schemes." Peter stated, "Lord, do you hear yourself? I think you have watched one too many movies, Parker."

Non-verbally, Noah agreed to stick around, still tracking the men, she wouldn't be letting Peter have all the fun.

"They stopped," Ned finally announced after hours of doing almost nothing, Noah had gotten all of her homework done for like- the week.

"Maryland?" Peter asked, "What's there?"

"Blue crabs, and the United States Naval Academy." Noah quipped, and both gave her questioning looks, "What? I've had a couple missions there before." she shrugged.

"Maybe an evil lair," Peter quipped, "They have an evil lair?" Ned gaped, "Dude, a gang with alien guns, run by a guy with wings? Yeah, they have an evil lair."

"For once, Peter, you seem to have a point. Although most probably wouldn't call it an evil lair."

"How are we gonna get there?" Ned asked, "It's like three hundred miles away." 

"It's not too far from D.C." Peter quipped, "Oh hell no, I already told them no. I am not Decathlon material." Noah stated.

Peter looked towards her, "Well you don't have to come with us."

Noah shot him a look, "Yes I do, unfortunately."

"Look it's Peter, and Noah." Someone pointed them out, "Hey guys, Yeah, I was hoping I could maybe rejoin the team?"

"No, no way," Flash pushed his way through the group towards them and Noah rolled her eyes, she had only been going to the school just over a week and the guy was already making her crazy, "You can't quit on us and then stroll up and be welcomed back by everyone."

"Hey welcome back Peter," 

Noah rose an eyebrow at Flash, "And you were saying?"

"Flash, you're back to first alternate, " the teacher stated, "What?"

"He's taking your place," one of the other team members stated, "I'm sorry, can we go already, I was hoping to get in some light protesting in front of one of the embassies before dinner." MJ stated and Noah smiled. 

"Protesting is patriotic. Let's get on the bus."

Noah stared out the window lost in thought for quite a bit of the bus ride, she answered a few questions here and there, but nothing too extraneous. "Not that I care or anything," 

She was brought back to Earth by the sound of MJ's voice, "But are you okay, Noah?" 

Noah nodded, "Yeah, I'm great."

MJ looked at her in question, but didn't say anything else. Noah didn't want to be on this trip anymore, she didn't want to stay with Tony anymore either, she just wanted her mom. She just wanted a break. 

"Don't over work them, Liz."

The older girl continued with her questions and the team continued answering them, Peter stepped away answering a phone call, that Noah assumed was from Happy, since she had received a similar message asking her where she was off to. 

Noah didn't appreciate being tracked but had been aware she was being tracked this whole time, the message didn't come as any surprise to her.

"So, Are you interested in doing any protesting with me?" MJ asked Noah, catching her attention again, "Sounds like fun,"