Who You Want Me To Be

Chapter 2

Tony spent a good two minutes watching him through the camera on his computer. The resemblance between him and Peter was remarkable, enough to make his heartache. The same brown hair, same eyes - though Stiles' were a little bit lighter in color - and the same mischievous grin. Tony's eyes began to water, and he looked away from the screen, blinking away tears and memories.

He will have Peter back, he'll do whatever it takes.

He already visited Dr. Strange, but after pleading and practically begging on his knees, Steven had said no. It was too dangerous, too unpredictable to try and turn back time. Tony didn't understand; if Strange had the time stone, he could bring Peter back in a heartbeat.

But no.

Strange was making him do this the hard way.

Tony looked back at the computer. Stiles was typing, writing a science report for school. Biology. He looked stressed, annoyed even. Obviously, he didn't want to be doing it. He pressed a few keys on his computer, making Stiles' screen glitch. He stopped typing, staring at it in confusion. He moved his mouse, but the icon went the opposite way.

Dang. He looked so much like Peter.

Stiles presses the spacebar, but the screen has frozen up. He clicked a bunch of random keys, then moved his mouse again. He groaned, muttering "What the heck," under his breath. He banged the mouse a few times as if blunt force would make it work again.

Tony took a sip of coffee, slightly amused by this whole thing. But eventually, he unfroze Stiles' screen, and when Stiles realized it was unfrozen he continued his work. A few minutes later, Tony typed "hi" into the document. Stiles took his hand off the keys as if wondering if he had been the one to write "hi" by accident.

Tony put a space, then typed an uppercase "S." Stiles watched as he put a "t," then an "i."Once Tony had spelled "Stiles," he erased it.

He muttered something about a hacker and then got back to work.

Tony kept this "hacking" up for a few minutes until Stiles got so frustrated he rebooted his computer. He asked Jarvis to only save one of his documents from the reboot, his biology assignment. Stiles' waited a few minutes before starting his computer back up. Tony had Jarvis put new security questions, like his address and postal code. Stiles questioned this but filled them out anyway.

Then, when it opened to his desktop, his eyes caught the only file Tony had left on the computer. Hesitantly, Stiles clicked it. At first, he saw nothing wrong, he skimmed through the report, and nothing was out of the ordinary.

Tony knew the exact moment Stiles saw it. He had changed Stiles' name to Peter's, and Tony instantly saw his face change from confused to almost angry. What did this kid have against Peter? They were brothers, why was Stiles irritated?

Tony sat back, putting his hands behind his head.

"Sir, someone's coming in," Jarvis says.

Tony watched as Stiles shut his computer, making his own screen go black. "Who is it, Jarvis?"

"Ms. Romanoff, Sir. Would you like me to send her in?"

"If she wants to come in, trust me, she'll find a way."

"Are you speaking from experience, Sir?"

Tony sighs. "I might be." He spun around in his chair, standing and grabbing his coffee from the table. "You don't have to hide from me, Natasha."

"Hello to you too." She said, stepping out of the hall and into the room. "Long time no see." She looked him up and down before meeting his eyes. "Look, Tony, I'm sorry about Peter."