The clock strikes three in the morning as Peter pushed the compound door open, sneaking into the building without trying to wake anyone up. Izzy giggled and went to the kitchen, putting away some of the cupcakes they didn't end up eating away. She froze at the sound of a thud occurring from the living room.
"Who's there?" Peter asked, but Izzy shook her head, creeping over to the living room and peeping her head around the door frame. Olivia and Natasha, sleeping on the sofa, Natasha laying on Olivia's chest with Olivia's arms wrapped around. They were still covered in the cookie ingredients.
"Aw, look at these two." Izzy cooed, with Peter looking into the room, his chest pressing against Izzys back and his hands finding a place on her waist.
"They're cute together. Well, at least Olivia stops Natasha from threatening everyone."
"Did they dye their hair white or something?" Izzy asked.
"Nope, that's flour. The other half of the bag is spilt over the kitchen side.
"They're going to have fun cleaning that tomorrow." Izzy chuckled.
"Shouldn't you get back home before your dad knows we're gone?" Peter asked, with Izzy turning to face him. With a sad nod, she disappeared into thin air. Peter slumped his shoulders, he never even got a kiss goodnight. (A/N: *cough* Izzy and Peter shagged on the beach *cough* they also shagged when Izzy was "hot under the collar" I didn't know how to write it in lol)
Peter returned to bed and instantly fell asleep though his mind was giddy, thinking back to his date. He genuinely enjoyed himself and could only pray that Izzy did too. He wanted to make her happy to make up for the days of torture he put her through. Fighting against her and the man he admired so much was hard for him. Now that Olivia's back and in safe arms, he can finally go back to what he was supposed to be doing; loving Izzy.
Natasha stirred in her sleep after being woken by Peters steps back to his room. Her squirming woke Olivia, when she finally noticed that they were still covered in the stuff from their attempts at baking earlier.
"Malyshka, wake up." Olivia grumbled, tapping Natasha's arm, waking the woman up fully.
"Mm, why?" She moaned, sitting up slightly, her eyes adjusting and noticing the flour that fell off of her hair. "We should probably go for a shower."
"Um, we?" Olivia asked, seeing the Russian smirk, jump up from the sofa and offer her hand to Olivia. The brunette took it and got up from the sofa, following wherever Natasha was leading her.
Izzy teleported home and landed in her bedroom. The tiredness sunk in and she missed the feeling of Peter's arms around her. She turned around to face her bed and nearly screamed at the sight of her mum on her bed.
"You were supposed to be home four hours ago." Pepper said sternly, looking at Izzy through her eyebrows.
"I went out with Peter-"
"Peter? You mean the boy who completely abandoned you at the drop of a hat?"
"Mum, please-"
"Have you even seen your dad since he got out of hospital?!" Pepper yelled.
"I call him everyday-"
"But you haven't see him in person, Iz. Yet you'll go galavanting with a boy who didn't stop your dad from getting almost killed?!"
"It wasn't Peter's fault! He was sad about Olivia-"
"We were all sad about Olivia, only some of us knew how to handle our grief!" Izzy quietened down which made Pepper calm herself, breathing in and out slowly. She stepped forward, placed a hand on Izzys shoulder and then brought her in for a hug.
"I'm sorry sweetie, I really am. I know you must really care about him."
"I do, I really do."
"Are you sure we should be doing this?" Olivia asked, pulling off her shirt and tossing it to the floor. (A/N: I know I'm the one writing this but please just imagine me in clothes or anything but nakedness. Think I'm like a female bodybuilder in those bikinis. That's a good look.) Natasha reached over and turned the shower on, having the water run quietly. Olivia became paranoid, pressing her ear against the door that lead back into her bedroom.
"Your sister is in the next room."
"She'll be fine. She knows how to respect people's privacy." Natasha said, ripping her shirt off and tossing it alongside Olivia's. Their eyes stared back at each-other for a few seconds, until Natasha leaned over and kissed her tenderly.
"You getting in or what?"
Izzy sat on her bed with her mum and explained in full detail each part of the date, apart from the most life-changing bit. Pepper listened, trying to be kind about the fact her daughter is in love with a boy who genuinely just made an honest mistake, and his efforts should at least be recognised.
"Do you love him?" Pepper asked. Izzy grinned for a brief second, then pursed her lips and nodded.
"I really do."
Natasha stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around her chest, with Olivia already out and changed back into her shirt, towel drying her hair. She was chewing on gum and turned to spit it out, only to have wide eyes at what was sat on top of the bin.
"Uh, Nat?" Olivia asked, her voice wavering slightly.
"Yeah?"
Olivia gulped, anxiety settling into her stomach, "Did you take a pregnancy test recently?"
Natasha snapped her head over and scurried over to the bin, looking down at the positive pregnancy test, "No, that's not mine."
Olivia took a large sigh of relief, "Oh thank God, I thought I got you pregnant."
Natasha turned and looked at her with confused eyes. Olivia looked back, shrugging her shoulders, "It could happen!"
"We're both girls!" Natasha exclaimed. Olivia pondered on the thought for a moment, then brought her hand up to her face, contorting it to look like a finger gun, then turning to Natasha.
"The fact you even thought I could get pregnant by those is deeply worrying."
Olivia dropped her arm by her side and continued to stare down at the pregnancy test. Natasha analysed it too, not thinking of anyone's it could be, or anyone that would be stupid enough to dump it in Olivia's trash.
