I walked into my room and jumped slightly as Peter was lying on my bed, one hand on his stomach and the other resting behind his head as he just stared up at the ceiling.

"Why aren't you in your room?" I asked, making him look at me and shrug.

"Your room is bigger. And, I wanted to spend some time with my girl." He smiled. I chuckled and shook my head as I walked to the bed and sat down on it. Peter moved his arm from behind his head and outreached it, prompting me to lie down next to him. I did, my head on his chest as he wrapped his arm around me, pulling me closer as he cupped my hand with his.

"What's going to happen?" I whispered. He sighed and shook his head, gently pressing his lips to my hair.

"I don't know, sweetheart." He admitted, gently rubbing his hand up and down my back.

"We'll stick together, though, won't we?" I gulped. Peter shifted slightly, telling me that he was looking down at me. Suddenly, I felt his finger gently hook under my chin and raise my head so that my eyes were staring into his beautifully hazel ones.

"Of course, we will, why wouldn't we?" he chuckled slightly.

"Peter, we've been back together for three days after being broken up for two months. We didn't stick together for two months." I sighed. He returned it and nodded before looking at the ceiling again.

"Everything is different now. For starters, I know now that you can protect yourself, so there's no need for me to not be with you in order to protect you, and then obviously, we have to stick together, more than ever because of Mysterio. But, I mean, I love you, Y/N. I don't want to lose you again." He admitted, shaking his head with his eyes still glued to the ceiling. I couldn't help but smile at his words as I looked at his stunning face. It was my turn to guide him as I put my hand on his jaw, making him look at me. I leant up and gently pressed our lips together, Peter returning it instantly as he cupped my cheek. I broke the kiss and bit my lip as I looked at him.

"Yes, we'll stick together. Always." He whispered, nodding as he looked at my lips. I smiled and bit my lip at the answer to the question that I'd long since forgotten about as I rested my head back on his chest. Suddenly, my dad passed the room, briefly looking in and walking past before quickly returning to the doorway.

"No, uh, uh, no way, you two aren't sleeping together." He shook his head, walking in with his arms crossed.

"Dad, come on, we're being hunted down by a supervillain who wants to either kill or expose everyone, the least of your worries should be me sleeping in the same bed as Peter." I groaned.

"It'll be the least of your worries too until one of those supposedly harmless nights ends in a mini Avenger who can stick to walls and shoot red energy out of their hands." He nodded.

"I'm just going to say it, you're being a bit hypocritical, given your past." I scoffed. Dad rolled his eyes before looking at Peter.

"Peter, out." Dad demanded. Peter sighed and nodded before standing up and heading to the door. He looked briefly at my dad, who glared at him as he slipped past him and out of my room before dad's gaze returned to me.

"Sleep well, kid." He smiled.

"Uh huh." I rolled my eyes, making dad chuckle as he shut the door.

I opened my eyes slowly and my eyebrows furrowed as something felt weird. I looked down and my eyes widened as a muscular arm was wrapped my waist, making me scream and jolt into a sitting position.

"Woah, hey, it's me, it's me!" Peter exclaimed as he sat up beside me. I looked at him with wide eyes and put a hand to my chest.

"Peter, god, you scared the crap out of me." I sighed.

"Sorry. You were asleep when I snuck back in." he chuckled.

"You snuck in? My dad is going to kill you." I smirked.

"That's if he catches me-."

"PETER SPIDERMAN PARKER, YOU BETTER NOT BE IN MY DAUGHTER'S BED!" Peter's eyes widened and he shot up.

"You were saying?" I chuckled as he rushed to the window and quickly slid it open before putting one leg out.

"I was never here." He gulped before jumping out of the window. I chuckled and shook my head as my door flew open and dad rushed in.

"PETER, SO HELP ME GOD-." He stopped as he saw that I was alone.

"Where's Peter?" he scoffed.

"His room, I don't know." I shrugged.

"No, he's not, that's why I assumed that he was in here." He nodded.

"What's wrong, Mr Stark?" Peter asked as he appeared behind dad, making him jump.

"Why weren't you in your room?" he asked.

"I was in the bathroom." Peter lied, shrugging. I smirked and looked down. Dad looked between us.

"Okay, well...whatever. Get dressed, we have a lot to get through." He nodded before walking away. Peter looked at me.

"Told you that he wouldn't catch me." He smirked, making me laugh as I got out of bed.

"So, what do we know so far?" Dad asked as we stood around the touchscreen table. All of us looked at each other, unsure of what to say.

"A big, fat, nothing." Natasha sighed, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Actually, we know one thing." Steve cut in, making us all look at him.

"And what's that?" Peter asked. He sighed and looked at us.

"The bombs that went off at the school, and the missile that destroyed the Avengers' building, both were manufactured by Stark Industries." He admitted. Our eyes widened.

"Wait, so what does that mean?" Peter asked, looking around the table with furrowed eyebrows. I looked at dad, gulping as his eyes were glued to the table, his jaw clenched and his fists gripping the edge of the table, telling me that he was angry. I had only ever seen him this angry once before in my life, and that had been when mom's boss had told him, with a completely emotionless face, that she had been exposed to what had killed her.

"It means that this is personal. Whoever is doing this is using my own weapons to hurt my family." He spat.

"It's not just you, dad. When I was taken by Mysterio, he told me that that's what I got for loving Spiderman. Obviously, I didn't understand what he meant at the time, but now I do. Peter is involved in this too." I nodded, making Peter's eyes widen.

"What did I do?!" he exclaimed, holding his hands up.

"But surely, this is an attack on all of us. I mean, they blew up the Avengers' building for god's sake, and Y/N is as much our family as she is Tony's." Natasha scoffed.

"But whoever did this doesn't know that. Think about it. They blew up mine and Peter's school, they knew that Peter would be there. They were responsible for what happened on the school trip, and both Peter and I were there. They somehow find out that he's Spiderman, but also that I'm dating him, and so maybe they give this information to Mysterio, who then takes me. But then they attack the building with dad's weapons, when everyone, including Peter, is inside. No one else has been attacked or targeted. Just dad and Peter, and me because of my links to them." I nodded.

"Jesus." Dad mumbled, rubbing his hands over his face.

"Okay, well, next step is to figure out who the hell is behind this. If Y/N is right, it must be someone that only Tony and Peter have fought, without the rest of us." Bruce nodded. Peter's eyes widened and he looked up.

"Mysterio." He mumbled. My eyes widened.

"You don't think..." I gulped. He looked at me and gulped before looking at dad.

"Go on, kid, you might be onto something here." Dad nodded. Peter returned it and looked at us.

"You guys remember last year, when all of those elementals attacked different countries in Europe? I teamed up with him to stop them, until I found out that it was all him. He used to work for Mr Stark, and he had developed this really advanced holograph system, which created the elementals once thousands of his drones beamed what they were programmed to. I exposed him for it, and this year, he came back and tried to hurt Y/N, twice, to get to me." He explained.

"Well, that was easy, it's clearly him, obviously the bombs were another way for him to get to us." I scoffed. Peter sighed.

"I'd say that it's likely. He knows who I am, and he's been trying to get to me ever since. He's the one who kidnapped Y/N and he's the one who threw her off of the roof." He nodded. My eyes widened, as did everyone else's.

"I'm sorry, what?" dad scoffed. Peter looked at me.

"I never told them." I gulped.

"Well, now's a good time. You got thrown off of a roof?" Natasha scoffed.

"Maybe we should focus on Mysterio." I nodded. Dad sighed and nodded before looking at the table.

"Fine, but we're definitely coming back to that later. What was his real name?" dad asked as he swiped his hand across the table, making the screen light up.

"Quentin Beck. He made up this whole story about being from an alternate Earth, which the elementals had destroyed." Peter nodded.

"It wouldn't have been the craziest thing that we'd ever faced." Natasha scoffed.

"But why target us? I mean, I already got hit by a train because of that guy." Peter spoke. I looked at him.

"What?" I scoffed. He looked at me.

"Yeah. It's a long story." He shrugged.

"Here he is." Dad mumbled, swiping up and making a holographic image of a man float above the table.

"What do we know about him?" Steve asked, crossing his arms over his chest.

"From what I can remember, he was just some disgruntled employee of mine." Dad mumbled. We looked at him.

"Wait, you knew him? Before the whole elementals thing?" Peter asked. Dad sighed and looked down.

"What did you do, dad?" I sighed.

"Hold on, why are you assuming that I did something?" he scoffed.

"Oh, cut the crap, Tony, he's obviously after Peter because he exposed him, what did you do to piss him off?" Natasha asked. Dad sighed and looked down.

"It was a long time ago." He started.

"I knew it." Natasha mumbled, making dad glare at her before carrying on.

"He was a rising star in Stark Industries. He helped me to develop technology that would be capable of projecting holograms of entire rooms, so detailed and realistic that whoever was in them wouldn't be able to decipher what was real and what was fake." He nodded.

"Yeah, they're so realistic that he had me convinced I was fighting a lava monster, he tricked me into telling him who I'd told about him, and that's how I got hit by a train." Peter added, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Seriously, how are you not dead?" Bruce scoffed, making Peter shrug.

"Super strength, remember?" he replied.

"Anyway, he started to use the holograms for suspicious things. He was trying to figure out how to imitate a bank vault, or an art gallery. So, I kicked him off of the project, took full credit for it, and called it B.A.R.F." Dad admitted. We all looked at him.

"Sorry, what was that?" I scoffed.

"I called his tech baby B.A.R.F, yes." He nodded.

"Well, we're screwed." Natasha nodded, making dad roll his eyes.

"I think it's fair to assume that Mysterio is behind blowing up the Avengers' building, and for everything else that has happened." Steve nodded.

"Does that not then suggest a mole within Stark Industries? If this Quentin Beck guy was once an employee, maybe he still has links to current employees." Bruce spoke. My eyes widened slightly.

"If that's the case, then I don't think he's planning to just expose Peter." I gulped. Everyone looked at me.

"Oh my god." Dad mumbled.

"What? I don't get it." Peter spoke. I looked at him.

"Some very high-ranking employees of my dad's also know about me. If Mysterio has high enough links, he might not just expose you, but also me for being Tony Stark's daughter, and him for keeping me a secret." I gulped. His eyes widened.

"That would be really bad." He nodded slowly.

"Okay, until we know who the potential leak is, the only people that we can trust are in this room. We don't even tell Happy, and Peter, you don't tell your friends, or your aunt May, okay? Not to mention that it'll keep them safe if they don't know what's going on. But until we figure this out, the people around this table, are the only ones you trust." My dad stated. We looked around the table at each other.

"Hopefully, we can soon figure out how to take Mysterio down and return to our normal lives. But until then, no one leaves this cabin. Am I understood?" dad asked, making everyone nod and murmur in agreement.

"Okay. Let's get started."