~Tony's Daughter~

~ARE YOU OK?~

~TONYS POV~
"We have to find them!" I say. "We don't know where they are, Tony." Steve replies, a hint of sorrow in his voice. "S-so you aren't even going to try!?" I shout. "Those are my kids! My daughter! Peter!"
"Tony, Peter isn't your son." Pepper quietly says to me. I whip around to face her. "He's always felt like one." I say, tears beginning to form in my eyes. "I can't- I don't know what I'd do if I lost them. Either of them." Everyone sighs. "Let's go to the board room and try to track Zemo." Wanda suggests. Well, it's not really a suggestion because we are all there anyway.
"Jarvis, find anything you can on Zemo's last whereabouts."
"On it, sir." He says. I cup my hands over my face, trying to hide myself from whatever grief I'm dealing with. "Tony... we will find them, don't worry." Carol says. "How would you know!?" I snap. "You've only known them...not that long! You are always doing shit in space for who knows how long! You don't know anything!" I realize I'm yelling really loudly, and Morgan has come down to see what's the matter. "Dada? Why are you yelling at Mrs. Danvers..." she says, a soft tone to her voice. I don't want to tell her the truth... "Morgan...Sofia and Peter...are...away for a bit. We are trying to help them come back! Don't worry, they are going to be home soon." She smiles. I attempt to muster some kind of smile and she goes back to playing in her room.
"Sir, I've found where they are." Jarvis announces after moments of silence in the room. "Where are they, Jarvis?" Nat asks, hope lingering in her tone. "At a secure facility base in Siberia. It's abandoned, but there are three heat signatures inside." Across the room, Bucky sighs. "Why is it always Siberia?" He groans. "It's- I don't know, honestly." Steve answers patting his arm.
"Quit the chitchatting and gear the hell up!"

~SOFIAS POV~
Peter starts walking over to me. "Peter, I know this isn't you doing this. You don't want to hurt me." I say, trying to keep my shaken voice calm. Tears begin forming in my eyes as he come closer and closer. "He can't do anything about this." Zemo says with an evil smirk. "You son of a bitch! Why are you doing this!?" I scream. "I've wanted revenge all my life. For everything. From when I was a child, to right now. All the rage and-" I stop him. "Look I don't wanna hear the sad childhood story...just LET ME OUT!" I yell again. "Please, the yelling only aggravates him more. Well, I guess that's now a bad thing. In my case." He laughs and exits the chamber where he then runs out a hidden back door. Peter's hand reaches across my mouth and then all I see is black.

~TWENTY MINUTES LATER~
I wake up but it isn't me opening my eyelids. It is me, but not my consciousness. So this is what Peter feels like. We are standing on opposite walls of the facility, awaiting something. Then, as if on cue, the wall bursts open. Crumbles of concrete fall to the floor, Peter and I out of the way of all of it. "ZEMO! Where are they!" Someone yells. I recognize the voice as my dads. He's angry, and he's looking for us. Everyone else soon drops down, too. As soon as they see us, they run over to us. "Are you guys ok? What ha-." I throw a mighty punch to his stomach. I puncture the metal of his suit and then I full on start using my full strength. I'm using strength I never had, and I still don't. It's Zemo whose controlling us. "Peter! Sofia! Stop this right now!" Thor yells as he watches Peter crawl up the ceiling. Then, it's dark again.

~A WEEK LATER~
I wake up in a hospital room surrounded by nurses and doctors, and my family. I can barely keep my eyes open, but I look around. Everyone is here, except for Peter. "Where am I...what happened?" I groan, trying to sit up. "You took a blow to the head. Thor's hammer." Steve replies. "You were being controlled by Zemo and you were trying to kill us. The best choice we had was to knock you out..." he tells me. "Where is Peter?" I ask. He then comes around the corner with a tray full of jello. "Thanks, kid." My dad says, grabbing one. He walks over to me and gives me one. "Hey...sorry for almost trying to murder you." He laughs. I can tell there is some sadness in his voice. "I just fell from the ceiling and became unconscious for a few hours. This is the first time you've woken up all week." He says, his eyes darting around the room. A week? Really? That means homecoming is this Friday...
a few days later I'm let out of the hospital. Of course, I'll need to rest.

~PETERS POV~
I help Sofia to one of the cars we drive here and I sit in the back seat with her head on my lap. She's dead asleep now. As we drive the hour home, I braid her hair. I wonder what she's going to wear to prom...she said it was going to be a surprise. I'm just wearing a lame suit. At least it's Tony Starks though! That's pretty cool! We get home and Bucky helps me carry her to her room. We lay her down and turn of the lights.
Tomorrow, Mj is going to show me her dress. I really hope I didn't make a mistake asking her to be my date.