Little miss America (captain Americas daughter)

24.

**Peggys PoV**

"Peter." He said "Peter Parker."

I looked up at him. He looked way older than me, but not like an adult old. Like a Shawn old.

"How old are you?" I asked him.

He had Brown eyes. And brown curly hair. He looked nice. He was a bit shorter than Shawn though.

"15." He said looking at me "You?"

I actually wasn't sure. I don't know what date it was.

"What month is it?" I asked him.

"September." He said. I nodded.

"6." I Said "I'm 6"

He was still looking at me. And I was looking at him.

"Are you lost?" He asked.

And when I thought about it. I didn't know where I was. I nodded.

"Yes." I told him.

He nodded. And sighed.

"What's you're name?"  He asked.

I trusted him now. That's why I told him.

"Margret robin peters." I Said "But my friends call me Peggy."

His sighed.

"Do you know where you live."

The letter S flashed through my head. And the words tower and new.

"I have memory loss." I told him " I touched a yellow stone and I can't remember much."

He sighed again. And then smiled.

"Come on w-"

"But I remember the letter S. and the words new and tower are flashing in my head." I Said whilst nodding.

"Okay so New York?" He asked.

"Yes!"

"S and tower? Like stark tower in New York?"

"Yes! Yes! That's uncle Tony's last name isn't it!?"

"Uncle tony?" He asked his head tilting to the side.

"Tony stark. Metal man." I Said.

His eyes widened.

"You're Peggy Rogers. Omg. The yellow stone. Vision." He breathed out.

Rogers? Steve's last name was R-

"We can be a family in secret."
"Nighy Peggy." "Night Pops."
"You are the best Pops ever,"

"I love you uncle Steve. I'm kidding Pops."

Uncle Steve? Pops. I remember. I remember!

"I REMEMBER PETER! STEVE IS MY POPS!"

I grabbed his hand.

"Come on we have to get to the tower! I remember everyone! I remember momma and pops and Samual and . . EVERYONE!" I told him.

He laughed.

"Okay! Okay! I'm coming,"

Then I heard a loud noise coming from the sky.

"That's uncle Tony's chopper!" I told him.

He looked nervous.

"Are you alright?" I asked him.

He put his lips into a thin line and nodded.

The chopper was now lowering and everyone had made space in the street for it to land. The chopper landed.

I ran.

"Come on peter!" I shouted. I heard footsteps and knew He was following.

The door to the chopper opened and I jumped into her arms.

"Momma!" I Said squeezing momma tighter "momma I remember!" I told her. She was squeezing me back now. Like she was afraid I would slip away.

"Nat?"

Pops. A huge grin spread across my face. And I turned around and ran out of mommas grip.

"Pops!" I screamed and ran and jumped into his arms.

Pops started laughing. A really happy laugh. But he was also crying because I felt wet drops on my shoulder.

He buried his head into my neck and I wrapped my arms around his.

"You remember?" He asked quietly. So only I could hear.

I nodded.

"I remember Pops." I Said. He hugged me tighter. " I remember everything. I'm sorry." I Said.

"Why are you sorry?" He asked pulling away and setting me on the ground before kneeling infront of me.

"I touched yellow. But I swear I'm not a psycho. It was talking to me. It told me to touch it." I told him.

"It's okay. You're uncle Thor said that you're powers are drawn to the stones. You're born to control them. So it's okay." He said.

"Peggy?"

I looked over to peter. He was playing with his hands.

"I have to go. I've got school. See you around." He said.

"Okay! Bye peter. See you around." I Said with a wave and a smile. He smiled and waved back. Then turned around and walked away.

"Who's that?" Momma asked.

"That's peter, peter Parker. He helped me." I told her.

They nodded.

"Let's go home pops." He smiled.

"Okay." He said and picked me up. I put my head on his shoulder. And closed my eyes.

Black.