An Old Friend

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A Stark helicopter lands on the high school football field.

"Peter?" Happy shouts out. Peter, your arm over his shoulder, stumbles towards the helicopter. "Y/n? Oh you have got to be kidding me."

"Hi Happy. Long time, no see." You state awkwardly as you release a weak smile.

"You know each other?" Peter stares in confusion.

"We can explain this all later but right now we need to get you to the facility." Happy states.

"They don't know who I am yet, do they?" You question. Happy shakes his head no. "And no one knew about the powers until now?" Happy continued to shake his head. "Get everyone in the conference room, I need to speak to them all at once."

"Your back for what, 5 minutes and I'm getting orders before I even get a hug? Y/n Potts who even are you?" A smile consumed both of your faces as you hugged each other. "I've missed you kiddo." Happy buckled everyone into the helicopter and closed the door. As you take flight, you watch all of the pre-pubescent teens pressing their faces against the windows of their class room, gawking at the sight of a Stark Helicopter and their fellow classmates getting into one. You fly over New York, in dead silence. No one knew quite what to say. Although the ride was a short one, it felt like it lasted an eternity. Peter couldn't comprehend what happened, how did you know each other? When did you get these powers? If you knew the avengers, did you know who he was? His 'secret identity'?

As the helicopter landed on the pad at the Avengers facility, you freeze to your seat. Happy clasps your hand and helps you out of the helicopter, "It's going to be alright, I promise." Your eyes were drowned in panic and anticipation.

"What if he doesn't remember me?" Your voice is brittle and shaky. Happy didn't know what to say. You had a point. What if he didn't? Your hands start to shake, your eyes went everywhere. your breathing was shallow and quick. "I don't think I can do this." You feel a hand wrap around yours, warm and soft. Peter's eyes stare deep into yours. You know that he wouldn't leave you, and that's all you needed to know. "Can I talk to him first? Before I talk to everyone else. I just want to see him." Your hand tightened to Peter's.

"Of course. Wait here, I will go and get him." Happy walked off speedily and vanished into the facility. You lead Peter by his hand into the waiting room and you sit down. With 'him' spread across your mind, you hum along to song he had sung every night to you before his missions. Before he went on big business trips. Before he left for months on end. But that song - it meant the world to you. You hear a deeper voice hum the tune that was replaying in your head, you look up and become paralysed.

You gulp. "Dad?"

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