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7 AM rolls around and Peter is wide awake waiting for Atlas to stroll in and give him the bag and any other instructions that might have been missed.
Peter perks up at the sound of Atlas entering the building and waits for him to come through the door twiddling his thumbs in anticipation. He knows he can do it it's not like this will be the hardest thing he's done but this is definitely new even for him and the hell he's been through.
As soon as the door knob turns Peter has stopped twiddling his thumbs and gotten up off the couch to face the door.
Atlas strolls into the room
"Okay good you're up. I'm gonna go to the vault and get the stuff for you so wait here."

Atlas walks into the back room and Peter can hear some rummaging around before hearing him start to make his way back.
"Here is the stuff so you can be on your way but if you get caught by the cops don't drag me into it."

Peter nods before leaving out the window with the bag in hand. Crawling carefully up the building to avoid being seen before continuing on with the route that he planned out.

This break from Delta has Peter thinking about how glad he is to be given a little bit of freedom even if it is because of a job. The wind in his hair as he runs from roof to roof bringing a sense of nostalgia from his former life. A small smile appears on Peters face as he takes in the view it has been too long since Peter has been able to think properly and appreciate the little things.
Peter comes to a busier part of the area and decides it would be best to take the street from here. he carefully climbs down the back wall of the building he was on checking to make sure no one saw and continues on his way into the crowd of busy New Yorker's.
In total it took him a good 30 minutes to get there which was pretty fast considering for the normal person it probably would've been about an hour. He goes to the door and knocks and takes a step back bag still in his hand.
A short blond haired woman opens the door and looks Peter up and down eyeing the bag
"Who sent you." she asks in a monotone voice

"Atlas."
behind Peter's blank stare was a glint of anxiety he knew if needed he could defend himself but these days with all the mutants in the city it was hard to really grasp who would be real trouble based off appearances.
As soon as the woman heard his name she dropped her threatening façade and held out her hand for Peter to give her the bag.
"Thanks dude didn't know Atlas had a new guy running for him."
Peter hands her the bag and gives her a nod before turning away before she could ask any questions. He really didn't want to make 'friends' with these people.
He made his way back making sure to take a separate but faster route as to not make anyone suspicious even though he was sure he wasn't seen on the way here.
In his head he was really wishing he could just swing back to Tony longing for something that wasn't this he wanted anything to be back with his family but decided against making contact or swinging by for their safety. He really doesn't want them caught up in his mess. It was his job to eventually get himself out no one else's, this was his mess to clean up.

What he didn't know was that a certain someone was still searching for any trace that could be found of Peter Parker. Searching day and night on the web or in his suit Tony was hard at work to find his kid who was closer to him than he knew.

A/N
short chapter but i'm at the airport rn waiting for my plane so... here you go a little treat lol if y'all have anything y'all would like to see in the story leave a comment and i'll see :)
hope y'all are enjoying this
- Spencer
07-06-22

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