I walked into the living room of the cabin and sighed as my dad, Nat, Steve and Bruce were still gathered around the robotic table.

"You guys should really get some rest, it's late and we've been here for three days already, yet you haven't moved from that table." I sighed.

"And I won't move until I know that you're safe." Dad nodded, looking at me. I walked to him and put my hand on his shoulder.

"You have to be looking after yourself to be looking after me, dad." I replied. He sighed, giving me a small smile as he leant up and kissed my head.

"Where's Peter?" I asked.

"On the roof, he wanted to watch the sunset. You got yourself a sensitive guy, well done." Natasha smiled. I returned it before heading outside. I faced the cabin so that I would land on the roof as I let energy radiate softly from my hands, lifting me up. I passed the edge of the roof, making Peter look at me. His eyes widened as my feet gently touched the tiling of the roof and the energy stopped.

"Well, I think that that may have been the coolest thing that I've ever seen." He smiled, making me laugh as I took a seat next to him. My smile widened as Peter put his arm around me, making me sink further into his body and rest my head against his shoulder. I sighed in bliss. The sky started to turn orange and pink as the sun set, the colours mixing together to create a beautiful watercolour effect in the sky. That, added to Peter holding me, was almost enough to make me forget why we were here.

"Are you okay?" I asked quietly, neither of us bothering to look at one another.

"I'm scared." He admitted after a moment. I sighed and nodded, curling my arm across his chest.

"I know. But we'll figure it out. My dad will figure out who the leak in Stark Industries is, and then we can stop them, and Mysterio." I reassured.

"That's only a part of it, though." He mumbled. I frowned slightly and looked at him as I could hear the strain in his voice. I sighed as I saw tears in his stunning eyes.

"What's the rest of it?" I asked. He looked down before looking at me.

"It's just...I don't even know how to explain it. This entire thing has made me realise that I really can't save everyone, and even when I think I can, someone always gets left behind." He nodded.

"What do you mean?" I asked. He sighed.

"Mysterio is the perfect example. I ruined his life by saving others. I'm not saying that he didn't deserve it, but now he won't stop until everyone that I love is gone, and that includes you. It just feels like every time I try to help, I only make things worse, and every time I try to save everyone, someone inevitably gets left behind. Now, I don't know about everyone else, but if I can't save everyone, then I am not the hero I thought I was. I'm not the Spiderman I thought I was." He choked, looking down as a tear left his eye. I sighed, a tear travelling down my own face at his words.

"Peter, look at me." I spoke softly. He clenched his jaw and reluctantly brought his gaze to meet mine.

"I know that you're scared, I am too. But do not let that make you question your ability to save people. Because you're incredible at saving people, you truly make sure that no one gets left behind, I know that I definitely wouldn't be alive if it weren't for you." I shook my head. He sighed and looked down.

"You just need some faith in yourself. You don't give yourself nearly enough credit for how much of a difference you make and how many lives you save. You need to have faith, because you are an amazing hero. I know this is tough, but don't let Mysterio make you question yourself. Because if you do, he wins." I stated. Peter nodded and looked at me.

"Thank you." He whispered, wiping his nose with his sleeve as he looked at me. I gave him a small smile and nodded before gently kissing him. He returned it, softly cupping my cheek. I broke the kiss and gave Peter one last small smile before returning us to our original position, with my head against his shoulder, my arm over his chest, and his arm wrapped around me. I sunk further into his body, letting him kiss my head as my eyes fluttered shut.

I slowly opened my eyes and stretched out as I yawned. My eyebrows furrowed and I sat up, looking around the cabin room in confusion. Then, I remembered. I sighed and looked out of the window from my bed, squinting slightly at the sun shining through. I had to admit, I missed my room. I missed my nice bed and all of my trinkets on my shelves, I even missed things as materialistic as my TV. Nothing I could do about it, though.

"Y/N!" I snapped back to hear my dad yelling for me.

"Coming!" I sighed as I climbed out of bed and opened the door. I looked to my right and my eyes widened slightly as everyone was stood in the living room, watching the TV. All looking terrified.

"What's going on?" I asked, alerting everyone to my presence.

"You've got to see this." My dad mumbled before turning back to the TV. My eyebrows furrowed and I looked at Peter, who sighed as he wrapped an arm around me and pulled me into his side as I rested my hand on his chest and joined the others in watching the news.

"Only an hour ago, the supervillain named Mysterio, who was exposed last year by Spiderman for faking several fights against what he called elementals, released this video to Tony Stark and the other Avengers. This comes only days after the Avengers' building in upstate New York was blown up, leading the entire team to disappear. No one knows whether or not the Avengers are still alive, and so this new release brings a new wave of shock, fear, and even anger, to many New York citizens. Warning, some viewers may find the video disturbing." The news anchor nodded before the picture of Mysterio got larger to take up the whole screen and the video started to play.

"Tony Stark, I know your secret. I know what you've been trying so hard to hide for the last sixteen years, and I know that even your secret's beloved Spiderman has also kept your secret for you." He spat, making our eyes widen.

"Oh my god." Natasha mumbled.

"So, here's what's going to happen. At precisely eight o'clock tonight, you will meet me by the old train tracks of New York, with five million dollars in cash. If you don't, I will not only expose the identity of Spiderman, but I will also expose your little secret, and all of the information that comes with it. You have twelve hours, Stark. Be there." He smirked before the camera went back to the news anchor. We all stared at the TV in shock, no one saying anything as we tried to process what we had just watched.

"The son of a bitch...is trying to blackmail me." Dad scoffed, shaking his head.

"Oh, Tony, I don't think he's trying, he IS blackmailing you." Bruce nodded.

"What do we do? I mean, not saying that this is about me, but he's also threatening to expose me too." Peter gulped.

"Peter's right, he's being risked too. I think that the three of us should go see him." I spoke. Everyone looked at me.

"Sorry, what?" Natasha scoffed.

"It's dad, Peter and I that Mysterio wants. So, the three of us go and meet him with the money, we fight him, we bring him in, problem solved." I shrugged.

"You're in a room full of the Avengers, and two out of the three people you pick to fight this guy are kids?" Steve scoffed.

"Hey, I'm as powerful as Wanda." I returned.

"And I survived getting hit by a train." Peter backed me up.

"Enough with the damn train, already." Bruce groaned.

"I'd like to see you survive that." Peter huffed, making Bruce roll his eyes.

"Look, I have to agree with Y/N here. If we all go, he'll see that it's a trap from a mile off, we'd never get close to him. But if he sees the three people who he's trying to expose, he'll see an air of vulnerability, albeit a fake one. That'll make him more confident in his abilities, which will make it easier for us to take him down because he'll get cocky." Dad shrugged.

"What he said." I nodded.

"Wait, what about our suits? They were all destroyed by the missile." Peter sighed.

"Not quite." Dad shook his head. I looked at him to see a smug smile on his face. I knew that look.

"Dad, what are you hiding?" I asked slowly. He smirked before walking to a certain floorboard and tapping his foot. My eyes widened as it rose and shifted to the side, allowing some sort of machine to start rising out of the floor.

"Oh my god, that's so cool!" Peter laughed as it stopped rising so that it was at waist-level to all three of us.

"Stuff like our suits being destroyed happens all the time, so I always keep up-to-date blueprints of all suits. Now, this machine takes said blueprints, and makes you a new suit." dad nodded.

"Woah." Peter whispered, making me smile at how dorky he was being.

"Okay, it's nine fifteen, meaning that we have just less than eleven hours to meet Mysterio, that should be enough time to make all three suits. Let's do this, okay?" dad asked. Peter and I nodded at him.

"Alright. Now, let's get some tunes playing." He smirked before grabbing a remote off of the coffee table and turning the stereo on, making "Back in black" by AC/DC blare through the speakers.

"Yes, I love Led Zeppelin." Peter smiled, making the others groan and roll their eyes.