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Peter's POV
The plane landed just after dark. I followed Rose as she went to the payphone. The small spider was still following her.

"Ho bisogno diun posto dove stare. Non posso piu restare a New York. Posso stare con te per un paio di notti fino a quando non mi alzo in piedi?" Rosia said in a different language in the phone.

If she spoke another language, than why didn't she just go to that place where the language is? And not to California where like no one spoke whatever language she was speaking in.

"Karen, what language is she speaking in?" I asked.

"She is speaking in Italian."

"Huh. Can you translate?"

"Si Recordo. Grazie mille per avermi lasciato stare con te. Ti dire cosa e successo quando arrivo a casa tua." She chuckled.

"Yes, I remember. Thank you so much for letting me stay with you. I'll tell you what happened when I get to your house." Karen translated.

"Grazie." She said before putting the phone back and walking away.

"Thank you. Peter, what do you exactly want to do when you get her? Because she is alone and you can get her."

"Yeah, I need to plan that. Just keep the little spider on her to see what she says."

"Will do Peter."

I followed her for about fifteen minutes. She looked back a couple of times. She knocked on a door before entering a rather large two story house. There were two big gardens, one with flowers at the front, and in the back were rows and rows and patches of a varieties of berries. I'm sure there were cameras, but I couldn't see any.

I found a deserted place to change into my normal clothes and I wandered around town. I could still hear what Rose was saying but she went to bed in a few minutes. I continued to wander around, going into a 24 hour restaurant. I ordered a burger and a drink. After I was finished, I just got as comfortable as I could in the booth and slowly fell asleep.

I woke up to a ray of sun shining in my face and a plate of food being placed before me. There was a pancake, two slices of bacon, scrambled eggs, and hash browns. There was a glass of orange juice that was set next to my plate. I looked up to see a man with a friendly smile on his face.

"We get people like you all the time so we've started a small fund to pay for you guys. Eat up." He said walking away.

"Okay then." I said to myself. "Karen, has she moved at all?" I said quietly.

"She just woke up. You have ten missed calls from Tony, Joy and Steve. Do you want me to call any of them?"

"What?! No! Don't call them. I need to get Rose. And I need to find out who she works for. I can't have her killing anymore people."

"That's a very big responsibility, Peter. But there are several missing signs with your face on them back in New York. I think that you should call Tony to tell him that you're safe and that you're finding Rose. And maybe he would be able to help."

"I can't tell him where I am!"

"Use a payphone."

"I don't have money on me! I used all of it last night."

"But you should tell Tony that you're safe. I can call his voice-mail if you want."

"Fine. I'll just tell him I'm fine."

"That's better than nothing."

She called Mr Stark and I pretended to hold a phone. There were long rings until his voice mail came through. I couldn't have him asking a bunch of questions. It would ruin the mission.

"Hey Mr Stark. I just wanted to call you to tell you I'm fine and that I'm on a school field trip and there isn't a lot of service where I'm at. So yeah. Bye."

I hung up and sighed, digging into what was before me.

"Peter, do you want to hear what they're saying with translation?"

"What? Yes!"

"Figlia Mortale. Hai una missione, non puoi nasconderla se non vuoi essere considerata un traditore. E sapplamo tutti dove porta. Se non uccidi Tony, sarai ucciso. Sei Il nostro stimato assassino e sarebbe una disgrazia se non riuscissi a uccidere Tony." A man said in Italian.

"Deadly daughter. You have a mission, you cannot hide from it unless you want to be considered as a traitor. And we all know where that leads to. If you cannot kill Tony Stark, you will be killed. You are our prized assassin and it would be a disgrace if you cannot kill Tony Stark." Karen translated.

"Non ce la fai,a mezzanotte! Tony Stark e mio padre! Non posso farlo! Non posso uccidere mio padre!" I heard Rosia's voice.

"You don't get it, midnight. Tony Stark is my dad. I can't do it. I can't kill my dad."

"Non si e mai preso cura di te! Perche ti impora se lo uccidi? Ti ha abbandonato e non tie mai importato nemmeno di cercarti! Uccidilo!"

"He never took care of you. Why do you care if you kill him? He gave you up and never cared to even look for you. Just kill him." I was stunned.

"Non e vero!" Rose cried. "Pensava che fossi morto!"

"That's not true. He thought that I died."

"Esattamente! Figlia mortale, pensava che tu fossi morto. Non gli importava. Quindi perche ti dovrebbe importare se lo uccidi?"

"Exactly. Deadly daughter, he thought you were dead. He didn't care. So why should you care if you kill him?"

"Ehi, togliti di dosso! Ha due mesi per farlo, va bene mezzanotte? Cosa faresti se dovessi uccidere i tuoi genitori, eh? Deve uccidere suo padre che ha appena scoperto di avere. E lei deve farlo prima che venga catturata di nuovo. Lo farà, solo dargli il tempo."

"Hey, back off on her. She's got two months to do it, alright Midnight? What would you do if you had to kill your parents, huh? She's got to kill her dad she just found out she had. And she has to do it before she gets caught again. She'll do it, just give her time."

"Va bene, Jenny. Ha ragione comunque. Tony non si è mai preso cura di me. Non mi interessa se lo uccido. Non dovrebbe importare. Lo farò." Rose said.

"It's fine, Jenny. He's right anyways. Tony's never taken care of me. I shouldn't care if i kill him. It shouldn't matter. I'll do it."

"Figlia mortale, non farlo per te. Hai solo diciassette anni."

"Deadly daughter, don't do this to yourself. You're only seventeen."

"Non tirarmi quella merda addosso! Non mi interessa se ho diciassette e sette anni! Tony Stark non è mai stato nella mia vita quindi non dovrei avere problemi a ucciderlo!" Rose yelled.

"Don't pull that shit on me. I don't care if I'm seventeen and seven. Tony Stark has never been in my life so I shouldn't have any problems killing him."

"Figlia Mortale-"

"Sto andando a fare una passeggiata. Non aspettare su di me." Rose said angrily.

"I'm going for a walk. Don't wait on me."

"Oh my god. Karen, keep the bug on her and update me on where she is."

"What's your plans Peter?"

"I'm going to finish breakfast and then switch into my suit and get her."

"How do you plan on taking her."

"Talking hopefully. But, I'll get rough if I need to."

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