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[ chapter eleven ]

The flight to Germany was kind of silent.

Well, save for Tony talking to various people over the phone. It was probably because of that — and the importance of those calls — that Andi chose to stay quiet for the duration of the flight.

And it was also because she was nervous. And anxious. And worried. There was a lot going through her mind about the whole situation with Steve and Bucky and the Avengers in general, and it didn't help that she was now sitting two feet away from the guy she'd had a crush on for the past year who also happened to be the masked vigilante that came to her rescue not that long ago.

How paradoxical was it to have a crush on a guy who's alter ego was related to a spider — one of the few things she hated?

In any case, that largely contributed to her silence as well because she wasn't sure what he was thinking, and she didn't really know what to say. Whether Peter was thinking the same thing or not was unknown to her, but he had chosen to stay silent as well, for most of the flight. It was only when they began to feel some slight turbulence that he got up from his seat.

He'd been up at front, facing Happy, while Andi stayed right at the back, looking out at the window. All she could see were clouds, so it wasn't much of a view, but it was still nice to look at. When he began walking in her direction though, the view outside the plane hardly mattered.

Some turbulence threw off his balance a little and he stumbled forward, grasping the top of another seat for support. He gave her a half smile before making the rest of the trip much quicker and finally taking the seat in front so he could face her.

"Hey," Peter greeted her, and she shifted in her seat a little nervously. "So this is pretty crazy, right?"

Andi managed a small smile. "Crazy isn't exactly the word I'd use but yeah," she nodded.

Peter pursed his lips. "So you probably have loads of questions."

"And you probably do too," Andi countered. They'd both discovered things about one another that they never would have expected. At least, Andi never would have guessed that Peter was Spider-Man. Whether he had his suspicions about her or not wasn't something she had a clue about yet.

"Are you mad at me?" He asked next, which honestly surprised her.

"Mad at you?" She echoed. "Why would I be mad at you? You have this important secret weighing down on you. I understand not wanting to tell anyone. Besides, you weren't the only one keeping a secret."

Andi definitely had several moments when she wanted to confide in Peter about her abilities, but she'd decided against it because she had no idea what that would do to their dynamic. And she didn't want that to change.

Peter had a look that Andi assumed was relief, and it made her smile a little wider. "So," she spoke again, clearing her throat. "Does Ned know?"

Peter shook his head. "Nobody knows. Nobody was supposed to find out, but somehow Mr. Stark did," he said, glancing back at Tony who was still in deep conversation with someone over the phone.