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Chapter 2 - "I'm only going for a short while."

Felicia and Peter were asleep in Peter's room, he had assured her that she could take the bed, while he slept on the floor with pillows, a duvet, a throw and more pillows. Felicia kinda felt bad that he had to sleep on the floor, so she had promised to take him to a cafe and buy him whatever he wanted in Venice.

Felicia was awoken by the sound of a faint buzzing, she tiredly sat up in the bed, and frowned. Her gaze fell on Peter, who was still asleep, before she extended her gaze to her phone on the bedside table. She reached for it and seriously hoped it wasn't her brothers.

When she grabbed the phone and turned it around she became deeply confused - a random number was calling her. Felicia was going to leave it, but her curiosity got the better of her and she answered it. "Hello." She mumbled softly.

"Felicia Hardy." A very familiar voice spoke down the phone, and she became even more confused, but also a tad annoyed too. "You're a very difficult woman to get into contact with, you know that. I admire it."

Felicia scoffed. "Yes, yes." She waved off quietly. "But do you, Nick Fury, have any idea what time it is right now?" She questioned the man with a grumble.

"2:34?" Fury asked.

"Yes, it's 2:34 in the morning." Felicia repeated what he said. "Or as I like to call it 'not a suitable time to be calling people'. I have a flight to get tomorrow, and you're here calling me and therefore disrupting my sleep."

"Well, I couldn't get ahold of Peter - he sent me to voicemail." Fury explained to her and she laughed lightly. "I need the both of you to see me immediately-"

"Oh, no. Oh, no!" Felicia spoke as she shook her head at him, but then realised he couldn't see her. "You are not calling me at half two in the morning to talk to me about hero stuff. Call Peter instead - he's more suited for that. Besides, I do what he does, just better and faster."

"I tried!" Fury told her firmly. "He sent me to voicemail."

"Oh, right." Felicia yawned. "But honestly, that sounds more of a you issue, than a me issue. Now I'm going back to sleep, call me again in the early morning and I'll block your number." Felicia then ended the call and put her phone back, before she tried to fall sleep again.

Hours later, May and Felicia were walking to Peter's room to check on him and to see how he was doing with packing, and because May had a banana for him. "Hungry?" May asked as she threw the banana into the room, and Felicia snorted as she watched the banana hit him right in the face.

"Aren't you supposed to have really great senses?" Felicia asked him with a teasing smile as she leant against the doorframe, as May covered her face as she laughed.

"So sorry." May apologised to him. "I thought that you could sense that with your Peter-tingle."

"Please do not start calling it my Peter-tingle." Peter told his aunt sternly, but also in embarrassment.

"So what's up?" May questioned him as she walked past Felicia and entered the room. "You can dodge bullets but not bananas?"

"No, I just really need this vacation." Peter said. "I need a break."

"You deserve it." May told him as she moved forward to hug him, and Felicia looked to them with a soft smile. They were an adorable little family, and it made her think about her own family - she realised that they weren't as close as Peter and his aunt. Even before the blip they weren't as close.

It began to make her feel sad that her step father was dying now, she had missed five years with her family and within those five years, he had developed cancer. And her brothers had grown into adults - and their sibling bond that was there before just wasn't there any longer.