With The Avengers

   Tony looked at Peter oddly. Everyone else was already looking at the man, waiting for an explanation.

"Wait, Stark"Everyone turned to Natasha"Remember Christmas night? He...mentioned his aunt right? And you always call Peter's aunt and not his mother or father"

"...Yeah?"He nodded at her.

"I think he lied about having parents"Tony looked at Nat with a somewhat knowing look and sat on the sofa.

"I...suspected it"He said, slowly.

"Wait, what? You knew and you didn't tell us"Sam whisper-yelled so he wont wake up the spider.

"He wasnt sure. And even if he was sure he wouldn't tell you. Peter probably had a reason not to tell us"Pepper defended his husband sitting next to him with a cup of tea.

"Yeah, and what's that reason? We are all orphans here"Wanda asked.

That shutted them up for a long time. The first one to break the silence was Sam.

"Did he say something else on that Christmas night?"They fall in silence again, letting Natasha and Tony think.

Tony shifts back to that night again in his mind. Something in his story stopped his mind from forgetting. He thought about all the possible reasons why Peter wasn't with his aunt on this big family holiday. Maybe Peter didn't get along with her, maybe he was angry at her back then and ran away, maybe his aunt was angry at him and kicked him out? The last one shook him every time it passed his mind, but another specific assumption didn't let him sleep, days after Christmas. What if she...hitted him?

But of course this was most likely just in his head, 'teenages are so dramatic sometimes' , was the thing he calmed himself with, but the little voice in his head always said otherwise.

"m-my aunt doesn't give a shit about me anymore"

"and ho-...a place to live... but...this is n-not a home. Well... It was, but then Ben died and I was left with that freak that I call my aunt, that gives me enough money only not to die from hunger, or to anyone noticed that she speaks to me only when it's absolutely necessary...S-She loved me once you know, she used to make me cookies when I feel sad, a-and Ben will read a night story before I fell asleep on both of them.....B-But now, when he is gone... I don't know what happened to her. It's just that...she has probably passed out right now at her apartment from drinking too much, not even knowing that i'm not in bed"

"Did she ever...hit you?"

"No"

Those words were stuck in his mind ever since, but he never got the courage to ask Spidey anything. He thought about asking Natasha, but he never got the perfect chance. Tony looked at her, only to find out she was already looking at him, with what seemed to be a terrifying expresion, that only made Tony to think he was right as much as he didnt want to admit it.

"Oh no"She mumbled and Tony just shoved his head in his hands.

" 'oh no' what? What happened?"Wanda said, looking up at them. Tony and Nat shared one more knowing look, before storming out of the room to talk.

With Natasha

How was I so blind to see that? I think about that night from time to time and his words too, but he absolutely denied the idea of her abusing him. And of course he will do that. I thought all that bruises were from his Spidermaning. Yeah, sometimes there was a lot more than normal or a little more suspicious to be from patrol, but he always told me the same thing:"It's from patrol, nothing to worry about" And of course he would say that. God knows what she threatened him with to keep him shut.

I heard loud whispers behind me and Tony's back, but we both ignored them, heading to the first empty room, which happened to be Wanda's.

"Please tell me you are not thinking what I'm thinking"I ignored his childishness and went straight to her computer.

"FRIDAY, all files about May Parker, please"

"Of course Miss"I sat on Wanda's chair, ready to see the results. I feel Stark walking around the room behind me, staring at the ground and occasionally glaring at the screen.

"Lets see... Working at Queens Hospital as a nurse. Dead husband-Peter's uncle. The legal guardian of Peter Parker. Birthday...bla bla. There she is-"I pointed at the screen, getting Tony's attention. He looked at her and I saw the urge in his eyes to punch the computer so I standed up"Look. We are not sure about this. You thought he was dating himself for a long time, so let's not jump into conclusions before we are sure. OK?''He took his eyes away from the screen and looked at me.

"Romanoff this not just a teenage drama. This is serious. If there is only a little bit of a chance that this woman is abusing Peter, then I'm not gonna-"He was cut off by the door opening, only to reveal all the other idiots falling on the ground with a loud thump.

"Really guys? Were you eavesdropping on us?"Pepper entered the room, stepping over all the bodies on the ground that were trying to stand up.

"What do you mean by 'abusing'? Is Peter's aunt abusing him?"She had a worried expression on his face. All of them had either worried or angry expressions.

"We are not sure, but we will find ou-"I started to say, but I was cut off.

"Hey guys. What wasthatsound? Is...everything ok?"A very sleepy Peter was standing on the doorway with a blanket around him and half opened eyes. Tony's expression changed completely.

"Yeah, everything is ok. lets put you in bed Petey."Stark made his way to Peter, dodging people around.

With Tony

I went to him and grabbed his shoulders, turning him around and forcing him to walk.

"Bed? And I told you to stop calling me Petey."He said, yawning

"Yeah we will see about that"I said and walked to the end of the hallway, where the elevator was."FRIDAY to mine and Pepper's apartment"

"Of course sir"

Peter was almost sleep walking, but if he was conscious enough to understand what I was saying he would probably freak out. His head dropped a little, with his eyes closed and he jump-scared himself, almost hitting his head on the elevator door. I chuckled with half of my mouth and turned back to staring at the space in front of us.

"Shut up"He said, half smiling.

"Come on kid it's our stop"I guided him out of the elevator, already knowing the perfect room for him.

Me and Pepper saved it for if we ever have a child, but I guess it will work for Peter. Now that I'm thinking about it we can make it his own room in the tower whenever he comes to sleepover here, considering the fact that Pepper can't have kids and we won't probably need it.

We walked to the big bed and he immediately fell on it, without even getting in the sheets.

"Peter, stand up, we are gonna plug you in the sheets"He refused by groaning and I sighed"Peter, up"

"Nooo, Imgoodlikethat"He mumbled through the sheets that he was already cuddling.

"Alright then. Let's do it this way"I grabbed the sheets that he was hugging tightly and started pulling. Him on the other hand was holding them with all his might"Just-.Let go of them"I really have to get used to this kid's super strength. He FINALLY gave up and I was able to get the sheets, rolling him over on the other side of the bed in the process and putting them over him, properly. I saw him, immediately cuddling with the rest of them and mumbling something.

"Th-nx, dad"I froze at my place and stared at the now fully passed out kid in front of me.

Dad?!? He called me dad!!! Where does that come from? I mean, yeah...the kid is practically like a son to me already, but I thought he had a dad. Well...I thought until this evening. I couldn't help the smile on my face at my now new, unofficial and absolutely oblivious 'son'.

"Goodnight, son" I kissed his forehead and turned around to leave

"FRIDAY, you clipped that right?"

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"So, what are we gonna do" I asked Natasha

"We thought about calling his Aunt from his phone and see what is she going to say?"She answered and looked at Peter's phone at the coffee table in the living room.

"Yeah, good luck breaking his new password"I laughed at them

"Shit, yeah"

"What are we gonna do then?"Steve asked, a little annoyed and I perfectly know why. I can literally read his mind 'Teenagers and their stupid phones. What does they even hide, it's not like they work for SHIELD or something'

"I think we should just ask him"Bruce offered

"Yeah and you expect him to tell the truth?"Natasha said, still thinking of what to do, scrunching nose and staring at his phone.

"How about sending one of Stark's drones to see if she actually does something to him?"

"Sam, he has a Spidey sense. Plus how are you gonna- Stark what is so funny?"I was half listening to them. I was still thinking and, well, apparently smiling at what Peter said earlier.

I looked up and saw everyone staring at me. I then realized that I have to answer them.

"...Immmm... not gonna call his Aunt and see how is she gonna react tomorrow when I drive him to his place"They all nodded in agreement. I was happy I changed the theme in time, before they started asking me why I'm smiling. 

(Time skip) 

With Peter

  I shot up, sitting in my- the bed.

"FRIDAY?"

"Yes, Peter?"

"...Where am I?"

"In Mr Stark and Ms Potts-Stark personal apartment's free room"

"WHAT?"I jumped out of bed and looked around.

It was actually a really cool room. There was a big wardrobe right in front of the big wall-windoll and a cool long desk in front of the bed. The desk was taking up all the wall and a comfy looking chair was placed in front of it. On the wall there was a clock and a few empty photo frames. The bed was king sized and it was placed in between two bedtables.

For a second I forgot where exactly I was and the blood rushed back to my brain again.

"FRIDAY, does Mr Stark know that I'm here?"

"Yes, Peter. He put you in bed last night"

"Oh. Ok. Umm. Where..Where do I have to go?"

"There is an elevator right in front of the door"I nodded and slightly cracked the door open.

At the same time another door opened and I saw Mr Stark going out of what I assumed is his and Pepper's bedroom. His eyes met mine and he smiled.

"Look who is up. Ya hungry?"I opened the door fully and nodded."Do you want pancakes?"I nodded again and followed him in the elevator.

Strangely, there was an odd tension in the air, which I do not know where it came from. We stopped being awkward around each other around 2 months ago.

"Peter!"I jumped a little at the way he said my name-sternly and like i did something wrong"I forgot to tell your Aunt yesterday that you are staying here, so I'm coming with you today to apologize"My eyes widened, knowing what is about to happen once Mr Stark leave May's apartment"Is everything ok?"I looked at my socks.

"Yes. Im not wearing shoes"I pointed

"It's ok I don't wear any either"I looked at his feets, only to find his spiderman socks. SPIDERMAN SOCKS. I gasped.

"IS THAT..."He started laughing.

"I see you like my socks, huh?"The doors opened and we entered the empty living room, heading to the kitchen.

"LIKE THEM???I FRICKING LOVE THEM. I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW THOSE THINGS EXIST! THAT'S AMAZING. Can i have the same ''This slipped from my mouth before i can think about it, but I dont think he minded, considering the fact that he told FRIDAY to order the same socks and a few more Spiderman merch i didn't know that existed either. I smiled and thanked him, already chewing the first pancake.

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"Bye guys"I waved at everyone who was up. They were all looking at Mr Stark for some reason. Sam even tried to tell him something, but Natasha kicked him in the ribs and he shutted up"Why are you all acting weird?"I asked but before they could say something Mr Stark pulled me to the elevator, leaving them no time to answer.

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By the time we were in front of my apartment my leg started bouncing up and down. All the car ride was filled with thoughts on how she is gonna break me this time. I always wonder how she is gonna do it 'this time' when I know I fucked something up. Usually I won't panic that much, but I was afraid Mr Stark will hear something or suspect or see or feel something strange going on...If he already has, which I highly doubt.

When we finally stood in front of the apartment door, waiting for May to answer I started running my hand through my hair.

"Why are you nervous? I'm sure she will understand"I stopped and looked at him, but the door opened and my head shot up to meet May's eyes.

The comfort and the joy flew directly out of the window as soon as I saw the rage in her small brown orbs and I think they fell a few stories down the stairs, because they wont be getting back soon.

"WHERE WERE YO-"

"He was with me, there was an emergency and he had to sleepover, I hope that's not a problem?"She finally noticed my boss and her expression softened immediately. I hate when she does that. She is like a chameleon, but for emotions.

"Oh.. I see. Well come on in Peter, I've been worried. Mr Stark."She grabbed my elbow a little too hard and pulled me in, shutting the door in his face. He was just about to say something, but May ignored him completely and turned to me. I knew what was going to happen, but I wasn't ready for it. I'm never ready for it.

With Tony

I took a step back when the door shutted in my face, but then stepped back to the door and put my ear on it, making FIRDAY to record the sounds.

"So, you are running away huh? Having a little fun not coming home? And if it wasn't for Stark to get you..probably from some bench that you were sleeping on you would never return. huh?"Running away????He was with me, what is she talking about"That's unacceptable"

"I-I'm sorry ma'am it-it wont...It won't happen a-again I promi-"A sound of a slap caught me unprepared and I gasped a little, trying not to burst in.

"FRIDAY put on the conversation live on the TV home"I whispered.

"Dont promise things you know you will break boy" Another blow and then a sound like something just fell. Did he fall? Did she kicked him. Is he ok? What happened?

"No..no PLEASE"

"SHUT UP"My hand was pointed at the door lock with the Iron man hand, ready to break it and go inside.

There was a lot of silence after the yell and then I heard it.

Peter screamed as loud as I have ever heard him. My eyes widened and my blood boiled to the point where I felt a little dizzy. I finally reacted to the sound. The sound that won't probably go away ever again. The door was on the ground and I ran inside.

I was right. I was right about May Parker. Both of their heads shot up to me and the repulsor on my hand made the woman fly into the kitchen counter, knocking herself out. I turned to see Peter already on his feets looking at his aunt. I used the time I had to inspect him and see the still lighted up cigarette on the ground. His sleeve was up to his shoulder and the new burnt place, along with what seemed to some old ones made my eyes widened, now worrying about him taking over the anger for May. I rushed to him.

He finally snapped out of his trance as he saw me just before I grabbed his hand. Peter looked at me with teary eyes and stepped back.

"Hey hey. It's me. It's just me, ok? I'm gonna take a step closer to you, is that ok?"I have no idea how I managed to say something as comforting as that. He didn't move or speak, or move his eyes from mine for a good 3 minutes.

"...I-Is she...Did she..."

"She is ok, just unconcutios and soon in prison-"

"PRISON?!?"He stepped back

"Look, we can talk about this later. How about we go back to the tower now, hm? Sounds good?"With one final look at May he slowly nodded his head"Go pack your stuff. All of them"He stopped in his tracks and looked at me.

"A-All of them? What do you mean? What is about to happe-"

"Peter, pack all of your stuff. We are gonna discuss it at home. I don't want you near her anymore"I said a little more sternly

"BUT SHE IS MY AUNT"He yelled at me.

"...She is not your aunt, Peter. Is better to accept it already than trying to stick up for her only because she is your last relative. You deserve better than her"I said, trying to be as gentle as possible.

He ran to me and hugged tightly. I let him sob quietly on my shoulder. That's all I can do for the moment. But It's all new to me as well..This comforting that I had to do a lot recently and taking care of a teenager. I dont think I would do it to another teenager tho. Peter is just...well Peter.

After what seemed like hours he pulled away and went to grab his things without saying another word to me. I used the time to call the police and to stop the live connection.

With one last look at the apartment, Peter and I left. 

A/N-THERES THE UPDATE. THERE IT IS. HAPPY??

*smiley face