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I sit in the car across from Stark and Peter. It was an awkward silence for a while until we get to the street Peter lives on.

"Okay Letta you know the plan right?" Stark asks me. I roll my green eyes and start to put my hair into a bun.

"Yeah. You took me away from my legal guardian, so now I'm living with spider boy until I'm 18. Lay low and don't do anything stupid other wise I'll be put in the prison everyone else was put in. Which didn't really last long did it?" I ask tilting my head to the side cockily.

I hear Happy snicker from the front of the car which causes me to smile. Peter sits there uncomfortable as Stark and I stare each other down.

"We made a deal." Tony grumbles before I could argue with him Peter starts talking about his next mission.

"We will call you." Stark says moving to open the door but Peter thinks he is trying to hug him.

"No.. this isn't a hug. I'm getting the door." Stark opens the door and I fly out of the car before Tony could talk to me anymore. Happy gets out and grabs my bag for me, but I take it out of his hands.

"I got it Happy no worries." I state smiling.

"Really?" Happy asks shocked.

"Happy I have never had you do anything for me. I'm a big kid I can do it." I state. Happy gives me a small hug and I accept it.

Once Stark and Happy drives away Peter lets out a sigh. "They're going to call me." A laugh leaves my mouth but I quickly cover it. Peter glares at me and playfully shoves me.

"Don't push me Spidy, I might have to make you fly again." I joke causing Peter to roll his eyes. He leads up the apartment building and into a nice small apartment. I find it very cute and adorable.

A pretty woman pulls Peter into a tight hug which causes my heart to drop thinking how Steve used to greet me after we have been away from each other for a long time.

"May this is Violetta..." Peter starts unsure how to introduce me.

"Hi, I'm Letta Captain America's daughter. Thank you so much for letting me stay here while my dad is away." I stare shaking Mays hand smiling. She smiles back and answers with the usual it's a pleasure and of course.

"You do not look much like the famous Steve Rodgers." May says as we sit down in the living room leaving Peter behind shocked.

"He adopted me after my adoptive father died." I hold back the tears and put on a fake smile acting as if everything is okay even though isn't.

"Oh I'm so sorry to hear that. I am glad that you are able to stay with us you seem like such a sweet person." May states. After a few more conversations May explains that I would have to share a room with Peter for a while because of the extra room has a bunch of junk in it. I told her it would be fine and I walked into Peter's room.

"Damn." I state looking around Peter's room. It had all sort of gadgets and weird things in there.

"Oh um... you can sleep in my bed until your room is ready." Peter says scratching his neck.

"No it's okay. I don't think I will be able to sleep anyways." I whisper the last part hoping Peter wouldn't hear but of course he did.

"I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. I didn't know you would be separated from your dad... I didn't think that it would end the way it did." Peter says sadly. I shut him up by pulling him into a hug. Peter seems shocked but hugs me back tightly.

"Don't get used to this. I just need a hug right now." I mumble against his chest. Peter has a good three to four inches over me which is nice not going to lie.

"Okay." I pull away and look up into Peter's eyes, they were so big and brown it's like I could get lost in his eyes. He stares back down at me and smiles lightly. Once we were getting to close I clear my throat and pull away awkwardly.

"Umm.."

"We should..."

"Yeah I have to.."

"Night...."

"Yeah night."