A Sunday Kind of Love- a Peter Parker x Reader story

Chapter 52

                            Epilogue (kinda)
                         Three months later

Y/n's POV:

I step out into the summer sun and smile. The streets are busy with people enjoying the heat. I take off jogging to the nearest park. I'm so glad to be back in New York.

The last month has been spent at my moms house. I hung out with Rachel almost everyday and stayed up late talking to Peter every night. It was nice, being around my mom without thinking of the things that happened with my dad.

I've almost been able to attain a mind that is clear of him. But some nights, when no one is there to distract me from my thoughts, he renters. I'm left with a picture of him in my head. It's not what he looked like when I saw him last, when he was surrounded by avengers with no where to run. It's a view of him before I knew the truth, when I was young and blinded by my childhood. The kid inside of me holds that side of my father close. But the adult, the smarter part of me, will never be able to forgive  him for what he did, no matter what his reasons were.

Anyway, I don't have to think about that often. One of the only things I've been fixated on is the promise I get to go on a mission soon. Tony brought it up the other night when I got back from my moms house. I've been training with Peter a lot more lately, both of us preparing for the mission.

Peter and I started going on dates again. In some transcendental way, we're always able to come back to each other without any awkwardness or hesitation. If we're friends or more than that, we can pick up the conversation right where we left off the last time we saw each other. I feel warm around him, as if I'm under the sun. He's my best friend.

Tony calls me and I stop to take a drink of water.
"Hello Uncle Stark."
"You sound like you're about to pass out." He says and I roll my eyes.
"Very funny. You need me for something?"
"We're having a team meeting. Hurry back or we're starting without you." I hang up and bite my lip. I know it's going to be about the mission.

I'm too exhausted to run back, so I walk to a nearby gas stations' bathroom. Locking the door, I grab my suit out and put it on quickly. I hold my mask in my mouth as I'm putting my hair into a ponytail. I look in the mirror for a moment.

My legs are toned and show through the tight suit. My face is glowing with excitement. My eyes look brighter than usual. Dad never thought I was perfect. But as I'm standing here, in a million-dollar suit and headed to a meeting with the Avengers, I know I'm good enough.

I'm better than my dad ever thought I could be.

I swing to the tower and the team is already in the meeting room. I pull off my mask and sit next to Peter. He has his glasses on and smiles at me.
"Hi." I whisper.
"Hello Spider-Woman." I grin and listen to Steve as he explains the mission. It's a fairly easy one, which means both Peter and I are going. He fist bumps me under the table. I can finally feel like a real Avenger.

                                     ***
In a blink of an eye I'm on the jet next to Peter. Nat and Clint are at the front of the jet and Sam is sitting across from us. I can't control my nerves.

"You alright?" Peter asks. I stand up and pace the jet a little.
"I'm just nervous. Were you this nervous on your first mission?" I ask Sam.
"You'll get over it kid." He gives me a thumbs up and I scoff.
"Thanks for the help." I say sarcastically, plopping down next to Peter.

I fidget with my locket that I took for good luck. Peter holds my hand.
"I was so scared on my first mission. Once you're out there and out of your head, then you'll be alright. I promise. I'll be right next to you the whole time." He smiles reassuringly and I relax a little.

Nat lands the jet and opens the door. She gets off and Clint follows. Sam pats my shoulder and hops off as well. I take a deep breath and pull on my mask. Peter puts on his and we get off the plane. Nat notions for us to follow her and the others do so. Peter loops his pinky through mine. The little touch reassures me that this mission is going to be alright as long as he is there with me.

"To the moon and back?" He asks. I smile as excitement begins to course through me.
"To the moon and back Parker."