Elemental // Peter Parker x Reader HIATUS

~ Chapter Six ~

    After we've settled back at home over the next couple days James was brought back home. In the time it took him to actually get to the avengers base dad had already spent every bit of time he had trying to get something prepared for him. Something so he could actually use his legs. Or at least something to help him move around. My father felt awful about leading him into this nightmare.

That leads us here. Dad and I with James as he attempts to work out the electric gear around his legs helping him support himself. They use most of the day working on it slowly. I couldn't help but stare down at my phone distracted for the majority. Waiting for something from Peter , anything from Peter. It was turning to almost a week and nothing was sent from him. I was starting to lose hope with us becoming friends or talking any. I somehow felt more alone then before. I sigh placing my phone down and walking over to them. I move to Rhodey's side for support. "Give me some feedback, anything you think of. Shock absorption, lateral movement. Cup holder?" Dad asks James quickly. Adding anything and everything he believes could help James.

"You may wanna think about some AC down in..." James starts before he falls down. He wasn't completely used to the machine. "Ow."

"Let's go. I'll give you a hand," Dad says as he and I move to help the man up.

"No. Don't help me," He says maneuvering to be able to sit up we step back, "Ah. 138 combat missions. That's how many I've flown, Tony. Every one of them could've been my last, but I flew them. Because the fight needed to be fought. It's the same with these Accords. I signed because it was the right thing to do. And yeah, this sucks. This is, uh... This is a bad beat. But it hasn't changed my mind. I don't think." Dad offers his hand to him and helps him up. Sharp painful breathes leaving him. I feel bad. Wanting to hug him or take it all back. Whatever to ease the blow of it all.

" You okay?" I ask him carefully.

"Oh, yeah," James says. As we lead him back to the bars we hear someone bang on the window. Loudly and harsh nothing like before. We look over to see a small old man holding a packaged.

"Are you Tony Stank?" The old man asks gesturing towards my father. I start to laugh as James smiles. Both of us losing our shit slightly.

"Yes, this is Tony Stank," James says pointing to him, "You're in the right place. Thank you for that! Never dropping that, by the way. Table for one, Mr Stank. Please, by the bathroom.'" Dad rips open the box and pulls out two letters.

"Here," He says handing me one of them. I look at him curiously.

"What?" I ask him.

"This one is for you," He says. I take the letter from his hand to see my name printed on the letter.

Y/n Maria Stark.

God no one uses my middle name. Steve. I sigh ripping open the letter.

Y/n,

I'm glad that you are back home, safe and okay. Seeing you fight with every breath in your body. As afraid as I was, I'm proud of the woman you've become. I've loved you like the daughter I've never had. And while we were on opposing sides I'm happy to see you fighting for what you believe in. Take care of your dad. I'd hate to see him moping around by himself. He needs you to be there for him. And I'm sorry. I'm sorry I left you. Hopefully one day you can understand. I just want you to know, no matter what... I promise you... if you need us... if you need me... I'll be there.

-Steve.

P.s. Wanda says you and Spider boy are nice together. Be careful with that boy Y/n. Boys can be dangerous and mean. Especially when they have powers. Just ask your father. Most importantly be happy.