The Devil With The Face of an Angel | Irondad, pepperony

Epilogue

"Come on, tell me," Peter pleaded. He held a cell phone in one hand and rummaged in the closet with the other. Today was the last day of school and his holidays officially began!

"I won't, you didn't last for so long to ruin it now. Just wait a little longer," Nat grinned.

Peter gave her a look. He couldn't wait to see her again. Shortly after he was taken, she and Bruce went on vacation, and yes, they talked over FaceTime almost every day, but that wasn't it. "But I see it's sunny there. So I don't have to pack anything warm. By the way, where's Bruce?" he asked, seeing only her on the screen.

"Maybe a sweatshirt, it's cold in the evenings, and you know you have a problem with thermoregulation. Bruce went swimming."

"What? Uncle Bruce went swimming?" he blurted out in surprise.

"It will already be so, I have never seen him so calm. Listen, I'm going to join him. We are very much looking forward to seeing you. See you tomorrow," she said goodbye and sent him an airy kiss.

"We're looking forward, too, say hello," he said with a smile, ending the call. With a sigh, he looked at his half-empty suitcase. This will take him a long time.

"Are you ready? We want to leave in ten minutes," Tony informed him, peering into his room.

Peter groaned inwardly. He had completely forgotten that they were still going to dinner today. "Um, not quite," he muttered.

"Pep, love? I think your help is needed," Tony shouted, noticing the basically empty suitcase lying on the bed. "What have you been doing here all this time?" he asked amusedly. He apparently shared his inability to packing things with his son.

"I called Nat. But in my defense, how do I pack if I don't know where we're going?!"

"Please, you wouldn't be able to pack even if you knew," Tony snorted.

"What's going on?" Pepper asked as she appeared in his room.

"Our son can't handle packaging here," Tony replied, pointing to an empty suitcase.

"You two are exactly the same," she sighed, and Peter gave his father a smug smile. Tony rolled his eyes at it. He'll have to deal with this revelation with Pepper later. "We don't have time for that now. When we get back from dinner, I'll help you. And now let's go, or we'll be late again," she urged them and no one protested.

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"Listen, I know we never got along completely, but this is our chance. Don't you want revenge on them for what they did to her?" asked the man, whose beard was beginning to grow on his face again.

"They?! If I'm not mistaken, it was you who killed her," snapped his potential companion.

"No-no-no. You won't throw this on me. I was in full control of the situation. If it weren't for the boy who jumped on me, she would still be alive. "

"The research was groundbreaking, but where did she end up because of it? I don't want to continue," he muttered, moving his glasses closer to the root of his nose.

"I'll do it with you or without you. But you've talked to Ross before, so you'd better go with me. Think about it. They deserve to burn in Hell."

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And that's it. I know the epilogue is short, but it's because the second book is waiting for us. ❤️ It's already on my profile so go check.