Sonder- Sequel To Ashes A Peter Parker Fanfiction

Vacant

Kelsey's POV

We had just gotten out of the monthly Avengers meeting, and I quickly sprinted to the training room immediately picking up by newest bo staff.

I finally let Shuri make me a vibranium one.

Let's just say I've got a lot of problems that I desperately need to take out on something not alive. Number one being that Natasha still hasn't told my dad she's pregnant, and it's been two weeks since we've talked.

I do a quick warm up getting my heart beating, and getting my hands and feet used to moving after sitting for hours ago while trying to forget everything. After a few minutes of warming up I set my staff down happily beating up the dummy with my fists and feet.

I do an allusion hooking my leg around the styrofoam neck, and I naturally let my body roll to the ground taking the dummy with me. I stand with a grunt, but continue to practice spinning disks, switch leaps, and barrel turns only stopping when Friday beeps letting me know someone else has entered.

I spin around my stray hairs sticking to my forehead and I'm attractively panting, but it's only Nebula watching me.

"I've never seen moves like those before" she deadpans and I can't tell if she's displeased or intrigued because of her robotic voice. "Would you like to join me?" I ask eagerly because training with someone other than Nat or Okoye would be great.

"I'm afraid my experience in these situations is poisoned and quite different than yours. I wouldn't want to take it to far." She explains and I nod wanting to apologize, not having any words.

Honestly I always forget she was raised by Thanos. See she's not the first person that comes to mind when I think of loving, but she does want what's best and I can tell she misses her family. Something he does not.

"Well how about I teach you to dance, no hitting or kicking involved." And she steps into the room curiously, but I can tell based on body language she's still hesitant. "Quill used to do this dancing, but it was quite nauseating." She speaks up dryly but I think she's more sad than anything else.

"Well it depends on how you do it sometimes it can be relaxing. C'mon my dad added a ballet barre in the back for me." Again she follows me but she doesn't say anything until we're in front of the handmade barre my dad and Tony built for me.

"Your father really cares for you..."and again I can't tell if she's stating something or contemplating it like she can't understand how dad's can be so loving. "A lot of the guys around here are good dad's Tony, Clint, Scott was..."

"Clint... He's the mass murderer right?" She asks cocking her head to the side as she t leans on the barre, and I nod. "I respect him." She continues and I chuckle nervously. Her head sharply turns towards me and her charcoal eyes drill through me before she speaks up.

"So are you going to teach me?" She asks coolly smirking as I broadly smile and instruct her to turn out in first position and set her hand on the barre. "And lift your arm with a breath and bend your legs in Demi plie while dropping your arm. Now do the same with your legs while bringing your arm up through first."

I go through a short plie and tendu combination, and while I follow my hand with my eyes she stares right at me following my every move. I glance at her a few times to see she's not even blinking, and my anxiety rises slightly only because this is the most I've ever been alone with her.

"Now we're gonna put our leg on the barre, but if you cant..." I stop my jaw unhinging as she plops her leg on the barre in a perfectly square a la seconde. "You're... Surprisingly limber." I state with a chuckle and she looks between me and her leg still not blinking.

"Well I usually choke people with my feet when I have them against the wall, so I can still use my hands." She explains still refusing to blink, and I curtly nod finding I'm in another uncomfortable situation.

"So how are you enjoying earth?" I ask awkwardly as I stretch over and she follows, and she answers without even thinking. "All I can say is I finally understand why Quill was so idiotic, it's just apart of your biology."

"Oh... Thank you..." I trail off unsure of what else I can say, but I guess she has a point.

"However I can say you have evolved, your dancing is much more enjoyable to watch." She adds matter of factly, and I burst out laughing trying to stop when I see her disturbed expression. "You shouldn't do that it's not attractive."

"Has anyone ever told you your funny?" I ask and she tersely shakes her head her lips still pursed. "I like spending time with you." I add as leave the barre and go to exit the training room, but she stops mid step surprise and an emotion I can't place flashing through her eyes.

"No one's ever told me that, my sister was usually the one people liked to be around." She whispers her monotone voice squeaking slightly. "I've always thought of myself as unpleasant."

"You're not, but I bet your sister was a lovely person just like you." I express admiring her slight smile that I've never gotten to see.

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Kelsey's POV

"Natasha tell him tonight, or I will." I growl taking a handful of popcorn obnoxiously stuffing it in my mouth all at once. "How do you even tell someone you're pregnant and they're the father?" She asks

Shrugging I select Lilo and Stitch to watch purposefully avoiding the scifi section on Netflix. "I think you just say congratulations you're going to be a dad." I laugh but I stop when I hear someone behind us. "What did you just say?"

My head snaps around to see Pepper standing behind us a hand covering her mouth the other pressed against her stomach. "You're pregnant too?" She asks hesitantly looking Natasha up and down.

"Yeah, wait... What do you mean too?" She continues just as carefully, and Pepper's smile grows while tears start falling. "That's why I came today to make sure, turns out I'm three weeks pregnant." Nat just nods clearly analyzing Peppers state of mind on the whole thing comparing it to her own.

"But you should tell Steve, it's a miracle that we need to share with our friends and... And family." Then she bursts into tears collapsing on my other side on the couch, and this is the first time I've ever seen Virgina Pepper Potts cry.

She's lost it, screamed, and she's definitely been sad but I've never seen anything to this extreme. "How can I tell Tony and expect him to be happy when his only son is dead and he's clearly not over it yet, and honestly even though he wasn't mine I'm not over it either. I don't want to replace him..."

"Tony always talked about having kids with you. I don't think this baby is Peter's replacement, but a gift from him. A sign from him telling us it's okay to go on." I try and soothe rubbing circles on her back as she chokes on her own breaths.

"This is supposed to be one of the happiest moments of my life and everything about it feels wrong. Sam, Bucky, Wanda, Tchalla, Scott, Clint, Peter; they should all be here. Isn't it wrong being happy when so many others aren't?" Nat sighs both of them ignoring me.

"You guys are looking at it all wrong, yes I wish they were here too, but living in despair is no way to remember them. They'd want us to move on as impossible as it seems." And before they can say anything Friday pipes up alerting me that my dad is with Tony in the medical wing.

"And now is the perfect time to share the news." I state firmly pulling them both off the couch and down the hall, Nat being harder than Pepper. "I can't do this..." She whispers once we're standing outside.

"These sweatshirts won't be able to hide that bump forever." I argue and before they can protest I shove them into the room opting to stay outside.

For a while there's silence followed by crying, cheering and more crying, but I think it's safe to assume they're all in a slightly better place now.