april hogan // peter parker fanfiction

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"MJ, I am Spiderman," Peter says before looking to me. "And I made a huge mistake."

"Woah, what?" MJ says. "Because I was only like 68% sure."

"Yep," he nods.

"Peter," I run up to him. "What do you mean you made a big mistake?"

He starts walking back to the hotel and I fall into step with him. "I gave Beck the glasses."

"You did what?" I yell. "Tony-"

"I thought Tony made a mistake by choosing me," he cuts me off. "So I gave the glasses to Beck. But now, I fear he might be the problem."

"That image we just saw," I say. "What was it?"

"It was a hologram of an Elemental," Peter explains. We pause our conversation as we walk back into the hotel. We dont start talking again until we're all in Peter's hotel room. "I think Beck is using drones to project them."

"They must be weaponized to get real life damage," I say. "And Beck must also be a hologram. The real him probably hides in a nearby building and waits to come out until the fight is over."

"Exactly," Peter says, pulling his shirt off.

"And now he's got access to the most powerful pair of Stark glasses ever," I finish, looking up at Peter. "I -uh-" I can feel my face flush as I turn around with MJ.

"So what are you going to do?" I ask.

"I'm going to go get my glasses back," he answers.

"What?" I spin back around to find him in full Night Monkey gear. "He'll kill you. There's no way he doesn't know that we have that drone piece."

"I'll be fine," he says, walking toward MJ and I. MJ puts the drone in his hand and he looks at me through his mask. "I promise."

He sets something in my hand before hopping out the window.

"That was insane," Ned says. Him and MJ continue to have a conversation, but I drown them out and open up my hair. Inside it is a little earpiece. I quickly put it in my ear and listen.

"April? April?" I hear Peter's voice.

"Yes, I'm here," I say quietly, turning away from Ned and MJ.

"I need you to get on Ned's laptop, steal it from him if you have to," Peter says. "He's usually my guy in the chair, but I need you on this one."

"I can do that," I whisper, looking back over my shoulder.

"You helped build so many things with Tony," Peter says. "I need you to see if you can get into Edith."

"I'm not a hacker," I whisper, walking behind Ned. Him and MJ are too caught up in their conversation to notice me and I quickly slide Ned's computer into my arms and leave the room. "But I'll try."

"I believe in you," Peter says. "I've got to go now."

"Peter!" I stop him. "Please, let me know you're alive."

"Of course," he replies. "I'll check in when I can."

*****

It doesn't matter what I try, Edith is impossible to get into. I should've known it would be. I was gone for 5 years, Tony would've made so many incredible things in that time. He wouldn't hold back to let the teenager do some of the programming.

"Peter, how you holding up?" I ask. It's been almost an hour since I heard from him last. "Peter?"

Nothing.

"Peter!"

"Train." I hear him groan. "Train."

"Peter, where are you?" I ask.

He doesn't answer. I can feel my heart racing. I quickly shut Ned's computer and go knock on his door.

"April?" He asks as he opens the door. "Is that my laptop?"

"Yes," I nod. "I need you to try to get into the program that's on thus laptop. I don't know why Peter asked me to do it instead of you, but you need to do it."

"And what will you do?" Ned asks, taking the laptop from me.

"Peter is in trouble," I answer. "He needs me."

*****

I keep trying the earpiece with no luck. Eventually I turn to my phone and look at all the trains arriving and departing from Prague. I find too many to try to track all of them. I try to track Peter's suit, but it has a different tracker than he Spiderman one. When I run out of options, I turn to the one person I really didn't want to turn to.

He needs me.

What?

Pick me up at this address in 10 minutes.

I send my location and then shut my phone off. The longest 10 minutes of my life pass before I begin to fear he won't show up. 10 minutes turns to 15. 15 minutes turns to 20. 20 turns to 30.

I scan the sky, waiting for him to show up. I see a gray jet appear and my hopes fly high. A ladder falls from it and I climb onto it. I get into the jet and look up at the pilot.

"What is going on?" He asks.

"We need to find Peter," I say. "And fast."

"You need to tell me why you were fighting that fire monster," he says, putting on autopilot.

"Happy, listen," I start.

"No, you listen!" He shouts. "I let you go on this trip because you were always begging to get out of the compound, and then the apartment, and then New York. So I let you go. Against my better judgment, I let you go. And you were nearly killed in Prague because of it! And I-"

A buzzing sound interrupts his lecture.

"Answer your phone, Happy," I say.

"I-"

"Answer it."

He does. "Hello?"

"Woah woah. Slow down."

"Where are you?"

"Where?"

"Yeah I got it."

He hangs up the phone. "That was Peter. He's in the Netherlands."

"What are you waiting for?" I ask. "Let's go!"

"How'd you know?" Happy asks.

"Know what?" I put my hands on my hips, tapping my fingers.

"That he was in trouble," he clarifies.

"I don't have to answer you," I say.

Happy nods, "So it's going to be like that."

He turns away from me and goes back to flying the jet without speaking to be again.