#mcuships

Characters & Pairings: Tony Stark & daughter!Reader, Pepper potts & reader. Pepper potts x Tony stark, Bruce Banner, Thor & Tony stark, Thor & tony, bruce banner & tony, Happy hogan, tony stark, Pepper potts, Steve rogers & tony stark, Roberta Rhodey (real marvel character from the mcu comics) & tony stark, Maria hill, Ben parker, may parker & peter parker, lots of characters mentions.

Summary: Tony accepted his daughter's death then goes to the place that she wants to be buried. Warning: Flashback and reunion Co author with: callikc Tag:  @venomsvl  @geeksareunique

From its beginnings as New Amsterdam, all through the years and to its modern day, it was filled with people on the streets desperate to complete their errands of the day. It was certainly called 'the city that never sleeps' for a reason. It had a heart and it had a rhythm, and it was only for just that one day that Tony wished more than anything the city would somehow shut down.

For once it was clear in the skies, not a single gray cloud or speck in sight. At least that made it seem less foreboding.

Tony and Pepper stood in their room, both in black attire. The latter was fixing the former's tie, her eyes focused on the pendant and key that rested on Tony's chest. Once she was finished with the tie, she paused to take in Tony's expression.

It was distant and cold. Sad.

He was still mourning but, much to everybody's relief, he was starting to finally come to terms with your death in the week that had passed since the destruction of his lab. Pepper made sure to prioritize his injury above all else and kept him on a strict rest and wellbeing regime with the help of Bruce and Dr. Cho.

-

It was a few nights before the funeral and Pepper couldn't sleep.

She lay awake in the bed she shared with Tony and busied herself with sorting through digital files and paperwork on the laptop. It was tedious to do at that hour of the night but it was a welcome distraction from the harsh reality of things.

It had been an hour before Tony began to stir next to her. His eyes were shut tight but his other features showed clear panic and fear.

"I'm sorry." He mumbled to himself.

Another nightmare.

"Tony." Pepper whispered, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Tony, wake up."

He responded, but not to her. He continued to mumble things about you, how he wanted to do more and how he should have been faster or quicker and how you lost your entire future because of him.

Pepper placed her laptop on the bedside table and tried to wake him again by using gentle but firm shakes and a slightly raised voice to try and get through.

After some time, it finally worked, and Tony startled awake with labored and shaken breaths.

"Hey." Pepper said softly, making sure he could see her face before he started to panic about his surroundings. "It's okay. You're home."

Tony didn't reply initially and only managed a breathless nod. By the time he finally found his voice again he had processed the surroundings properly.

"I'm sorry." He told Pepper. "Bad dream."

"I know."

"I don't get why I can't stop it."

"It's subconscious. No one can."

"Does it bother you?"

"Never." She smiled lovingly. "We'll get through it just like last time. Together."

-

Back in the present, Tony had his head hung low and a pained expression clouding his face as his thoughts focused on you.

Even if he was learning to accept the truth now, it didn't hurt any less. There was still the pain and the agony and the grief, and there was still the guilt. It didn't seem to matter how many people told him he wasn't to blame for what happened, it just didn't seem to make a difference.

Pepper gently held his cheek in her hand, her own look grief-stricken. Tony leaned into her touch, closing his eyes for a moment.

No words could be said because no words would suffice to ease the pain both were suffering from.

Pepper lifted her other hand and held his other cheek, wiping away a stray tear with her thumb. Tony swayed a little on his feet but kept steady in the end, placing his hands over hers.

They simply stood in each other's company until a knock on the door filled the silence of the room.

Bruce walked in, also donned in black, with a somber look of empathy.

"Hi." He said in a timid tone, worried about having interrupted a moment.

"Hi, Bruce." Pepper said, doing her best to smile.

"Sorry. Are you, uh... Are you ready? Happy's waiting by the car."

She nodded. "We'll be down in a moment."

"Okay. I'll see you down there."

He promptly left, leaving the room in silence again. At least until Pepper spoke again.

"Ready?" She asked quietly.

Tony let out a shaky sigh. "Do I get the choice?"

It remained unanswered as she began leading him to the door with a sorrowful look. Once they reached the tower parking lot, they found Happy and Bruce by the car.

Happy's expression hadn't changed since the day you died. He was consistently shadowed by a disconsolate feeling.

"You okay, buddy?" Tony asked in a voice so quiet he might not have said anything at all.

Happy managed a nod. "Yeah."

"Sure?"

He nodded a second time. "I'm ready."

-

Just the day before Happy had intended to resign.

He couldn't seem to get over the idea that he was accountable for all that had gone wrong and he had decided that it would be best for everyone if he took a very long and very permanent vacation from the security detail.

"She asked me for secrecy and I said yes because I thought I was helping her." He tried to explain to Tony and Pepper. "What I thought was protection was anything but that. I'm taking responsibility for my actions and hoping for some form of forgiveness before I leave."

There was a dreadful silence.

"What is this?" Tony asked, still staring at the papers.

"My contrition." Happy told him.

Another silence.

Tony looked up from the papers with an expression that surprised Happy. It wasn't relief or agreement like he expected, it was confusion and incredulous.

"I don't get it." Tony said.

Happy glanced at Pepper who shared the confused look. "I'm resigning and accepting accountability."

"Yeah, that's what I don't get."

This time it was Happy who looked bewildered. In his view, he had as good as killed you by not revealing that he had seen and talked to you. He knew who you lived as and he didn't tell anyone, endangering you because no one else could protect you when that horrific day came.

He was startled out of his thoughts when Tony ripped the resignation in half and brought him into a tight embrace.

Happy faltered and took a moment to process before cautiously returning the hug.

"You're my brother." Tony said. "You cared about her and that's all I need to know. That's all I care about. I don't blame you."

Happy closed his eyes. "Why?"

"Because I just can't. She wouldn't."

"Tony..."

"No resigning. I know she loved you, Happy, and I don't want you to go." -

"Steve, Clint, Natasha, and Thor will meet us at the location." Pepper explained as they drove to the mentioned location. "There's going to be journalists and paparazzi but they have restricted access so we don't have to worry about them."

"Where is it?" Tony asked.

He hadn't been as involved in the planning due to his grieving. Pepper had organized pretty much everything.

"Calvary Cemetery." She said.

He looked out the window as he watched the streets fly by. "Why there?"

"Agent Hill suggested it. She said (Y/n) had people in two different places in the same city and that she always wanted the best of both worlds. And that she had special connections in the area and wouldn't want to be separated from them."

Bruce spoke next, his tone curious due to the wording. "What does that mean?"

Tony shared this confusion and Pepper shrugged. "I guess we'll find out soon enough."

Happy didn't say anything but listened to the conversation as he drove to the cemetery. He was surprised by the lack of stormy weather, especially with how miserable the city had looked recently.

-

The reason for the nice weather was Thor himself.

He had returned from Asgard the day before the funeral after taking care of some business in his home realm. It was hard keeping the peace and very exhausting and yet he still had the brightest smile on his face as he greeted his friends on Midgard.

Unfortunately he came back to the news that Tony had lost a daughter. He quickly went to the Tower to find him and was directed by Bruce. The two might not get along but Thor understood how it felt to lose family and he knew that no one deserved the pain if wrought.

"Point Break." Tony greeted, his tone jolted. "Didn't expect you back so soon."

"Matters between Asgard and Alfheim were settled with fair ease." Thor explained. "Although light elves have quite the temper. You wouldn't expect it."

He nodded. "Right. Well, uh, welcome back."

Even if he tried to look the same, Thor noticed the hurt in his teammate's eyes. He had the same look when he had lost his mother not too long before all of this.

"I heard of your daughter." He said empathetically. "I understand the loss of a loved one, and I am truly sorry, Stark. I would be honored to attend the farewells."

"Sure." Tony hesitated. "And thanks."

He paused again.

"How did you know?" He questioned.

Thor had a sad look still. "My Lady Jane informed me about the news. I believe she, Lady Darcy, and Erik Selvig will be paying their respects also."

"Did they know her?"

"Only in passing, as I did." He thought back to that day, curious. "Her familiarity in the picture we found puzzled me for quite some time until now."

Tony was simply amazed by how many people you seemed to know or at least spoke to. Just how many others were out there? How many people would show up tomorrow?

"When did you meet her?" He questioned.

"Some years ago." Thor replied. "I was banished from Asgard for my own arrogance and found myself stranded in your land of New Mexico. I became acquainted with Jane and her friends whilst there and shortly after that the Son of Coul and Lady (Y/n) arrived. She told me Mjölnir destroyed one of her devices."

"I forgot I wasn't the only one." Bruce chimed in, reminding them that he was also in the room. "I met her a few years ago too, and she said she enjoyed my papers on gamma radiation. She was smart."

Tony looked between them both, his stunned look growing more and more ridiculous by the second.

"And you didn't say anything?" He asked.

"I didn't know she was (Y/n)." Bruce admitted. "It never came up before."

Tony looked away, thinking on the words. He was finally getting to know you and yet at the same time he found it worse because he couldn't actually talk to you about any of it.

You invented something that had a run-in with Thor's hammer. You liked to read papers on scientific exploits.

"Can I ask a favor?" He said towards Thor.

The god stood straight and nodded. "Of course."

"Tomorrow is the funeral." It hurt just to say it. "Just... Can we have weather that isn't trying to drown the city? I'm not asking for sunshine and rainbows, just a clear day."

Thor nodded again. "It would be my pleasure."

-

Back in the car, Tony hadn't said a word for a good ten minutes.

He prefered the silence. He was content with just staring at the sky and holding Pepper's hand as the world rolled past.

But the car soon stopped at a red light.

He looked at the blazing red for a long moment before focusing elsewhere. He caught sight of a parent and child. A dad and his daughter.

The little girl clutched her father's hand as she jumped into old puddles. She had the most brilliant gleaming smile and the dad watched her fondly, laughing whenever she made a big splash on the sidewalk.

Tony wanted it.

He wanted all those moments he skipped out on. He wanted the birthday parties and the first day of school, he wanted to be there when you had your first heartbreak so he could hurt whoever made you sad. He just wanted to be your dad again.

He tightened his hold on Pepper's hand as his other one reached up to hold the key and the pendant. They were all he had left of you now.

When the car finally pulled up to Calvary Church Cemetery, he wasn't at all prepared for what he saw.

The building was magnificent, a testament to the higher power so many people seemed to dedicate themselves to. It had a golden inscription above the double doors talking about resurrection and life with images of Jesus and his followers carved into the old stone. Beyond the grand architecture was the cemetery itself, lines upon lines of graves and memorials dotting the grass.

As Happy complained about parking, Tony found his eyes drawn to the many strangers that littered the front of the cathedral. He didn't recognize them. Not all of them anyway.

He could spot the rest of the Avengers, Dr. Cho, Thor's girlfriend and her own friends, Rhodey and his mother, and Maria Hill. The ones he didn't know were a vast majority of former SHIELD agents, Coulson and Fury in disguise, Skye, Fitz-Simmons, Agent May, the Parkers, Matt Murdock and Foggy Nelson, Mr. Delmar and his family, residents of your apartment complex, Ned and his moms, MJ and her mom, some officers who knew you through Ben, the press, and quite a few civilians who must have just been there to pay respects.

Tony, unaware of everyone else's identity, had to gather his courage before daring to step out of the car. Immediately the paparazzi cameras were on him like flies, flashes blinding everyone.

There was a time that he would have relished in all the attention, but those days were now long gone. He couldn't stand it anymore.

"I'll meet you inside." Happy told them. "I've got to do security checks."

Pepper nodded in understanding and thanked him. She then took a pin badge from her bag.

It was pretty, sky-blue with the most beautiful flower imprinted on it. It was a gladiolus flower, representing honor, remembrance, and heroism. It was your favorite.

"This will get you inside." She explained, pinning it to his suit.

"Thanks." He replied, giving them each a farewell before he left to speak to some of the officers on duty.

The first people to greet Tony, Pepper, and Bruce were the other Avengers. Steve had an arm brace since his injuries from the Triskelion were still quite fresh even with all the super soldier healing. The others looked very somber.

"Hey, Tony." Steve greeted first. "I'm sorry about (Y/n)."

Tony managed a small nod. "You and the rest of the world. How's the arm?"

"Healing. I'll manage."

"Good. Can't have Mr. Dorito out of commission for too long."

Although the jokes normally annoyed Steve, he kept up a smile for Tony's sake. The six of them - and Pepper - talked for a bit about how the proceedings would go until Tony spotted Roberta Rhodes. Rhodey's mother. He excused himself to talk to her.

He hadn't seen her in many years. Since Afghanistan. He did send gifts and cards for Christmas, birthdays, and mother's day since she did the same and never forgot a single holiday. She always tried her best to advise him on your upbringing but he was so arrogant that he never listened.

The second she spotted him she engulfed him in a tight hug and kissed the top of his head lovingly.

"Oh, Tony..." She mumbled, giving him a gentle squeeze. "I'm so sorry, my dear."

He just nodded, forgetting how comforting a mother's embrace could be. He didn't want to let go and probably would have had another breakdown of grief if he wasn't already cried out.

"I'm sorry." He then mumbled, still holding onto her.

"Hey..." Her voice was so gentle and calming. "Whatever for?"

"I didn't listen. You told me what to do and I didn't listen. I wasn't good enough."

"Oh, darling-" She pulled back slightly so she could look him in the eyes. "I won't tolerate that, Tony. You did the best you could even if you didn't know it."

"She hated me, just like... Just like I hated my old man."

"You are not Howard."

"I didn't want to be, but I was. I didn't talk to her, I wasn't there, I never listened. I tried to change but it was too late. She was already gone."

"You still tried." She assured him.

Tony looked away. "You're not disappointed?"

"Never. I didn't like it when my son told me how you raised (Y/n) but I was never disappointed in you. Even when I looked after her and she complained, I always told her to wait and give you time. She understood in the end, just as I did."

He went quiet again, just listening as she went on.

"You're a different man, Tony. A good man. You're a hero to millions, you have a relationship with a beautiful and kind woman, you have friends who are there for you in the darkest time. You are enough. There's no point in trying to change something that doesn't need to be fixed. You did everything you could to find her. You're not Howard. You've always been more like Maria whether you knew it or not."

The Avengers, who had been joined by Rhodey and Agent Hill, questioned who she was as they watched her comfort their friend.

"This is Roberta Rhodes." Rhodey explained. "My mom. She looked after us, and she checked in on (Y/n) for years. Makes a mean cookie, too."

They each smiled at that.

"So who are all these people?" Pepper then asked Hill.

Hill looked around at the crowd, recognizing far more than Tony did before.

"People she knew." She said. "Some are friends, family, some just an acquaintance in the hall, some of them she helped or saved, but they all knew her."

Tony finally let go of Rhodey's mom to look at the crowd again. He had mixed feelings on it all and wasn't sure what he was supposed to express.

"You should be proud." She told him, answering the unspoken question. "I would be. (Y/n) met a lot of people and saved so many more."

Imagine:

Scott Lang and Hope Van Dyne in a SITCOM

OMG LOL IT WOULD BE SO GOOD!

Steve: “Morgan has tried to ‘steal’ one of Tony suits. She took his helmet to school for show and tell.”

Tony: *chuckles and smiles* “I’m proud that she wants to be part of the Ironman superhero gig.”

Steve: “She did convince Peter to start making concepts for making the very first Iron Kid using her puppy eyes.”

Pairing: Tony Stark & daughter!Reader, tony stark x Pepper potts, Tony stark & ben parker, Happy hogan, tony stark & Pepper potts, Maria hill & Tony stark, Ben parker, may parker & peter parker, Roberta Rhodey & tony stark, Peter parker & harley keener, Peter parker, harley keener & tony stark, Matt Murdoch & Foggy Nelson, Matt Murdoch x stark! Reader Summary: What happens after the will Warning: Kiss and flashback

"I'd also like to say that this USB is gonna burn out in a minute." You added on a slightly less serious note at the end. "You know, just in case certain people try to get their hands on this. Precautions and all that."

You took a slow intake of breath.

"That's it. For real, now. Goodbye... I love you."

Your words were hanging in the air even after the video had finished.

Nobody knew what to say or what to do or who was supposed to talk first after all of that. They simply kept to themselves in silence, the occasional sound of a sniffle or quiet sob being all that got through.

Pepper took a long minute to gather her thoughts and emotions as she wiped her eyes tenderly. She was the first to speak.

"Did (Y/n) leave anything else?" She asked quietly.

"I think that's it." Foggy said.

"No, there's more." Matt said, receiving a curious look from his partner. "Not something she left, but something she said."

"What was it?" Tony questioned, his tone eager.

"Only that if any of you needed help, you come to Nelson and Murdock if you don't know where else to go. She trusted us and she hoped that would be enough incentive. We hope so, too."

Foggy was quite surprised, clearly not having been in the room when you discussed this with Matt. The Starks and Parkers were also pleasantly taken aback, but found comfort knowing that you were watching out for them even now.

"We do have a calling card." Matt added. "Please, don't hesitate if you need us."

A silence followed as he waited for Foggy to put the copies of the mentioned card on the table. When he sensed that his partner didn't move, he lightly nudged Foggy's shoulder, prompting him into action.

"Thanks." Tony murmured, picking up one of the cards. "We'll think about it."

He was being genuine, of course. If he or Stark Industries ever needed a hand or two in legal obligations, he was assured by your faith in the lawyer duo. Pepper was thinking the same as each of them also took a card.

"Thank you." Ben also said, tucking it into his jacket. "If she trusted you, that's more than enough."

-

After the meeting had been called to end, everyone headed out of the office.

"Until we meet again, Mr. Stark, Ms. Potts." Matt said, shaking their hands once more.

"It was a pleasure." Foggy added, doing the same.

"Thank you for taking care of (Y/n)'s wishes." Pepper said.

"She was wonderful to work with."

"Even after you tried to gift her with cigars." Matt commented.

"She said she was flattered."

"And that's where we stop talking." Tony quickly intervened. "Again, thanks for everything."

They exchanged farewells and, soon after, Pepper noticed something.

"Where's Harley and Peter?" She asked.

Tony looked around, spotting Roberta in conversation with her son and Happy. They walked over while the Parkers stayed to talk to Hill.

"Roberta, where are the boys?" Pepper asked again.

"They're just outside, dear." Roberta said, having heard the concern in the other woman's voice. "Safe and sound, I promise. They're taking a good look at that watch (Y/n) left to Peter."

Tony's lips flickered up in a small smile at the news. Before, whenever someone mentioned your name, he would find his chest tightening and his heart thumping, but now, although those feelings still remained, it was accompanied by something lighter too.

"I appreciate the eye." He said.

"Anytime." Roberta smiled. "And I have to ask, how did the meeting go?"

"It was certainly something."

"She told me to get a girlfriend." Happy spoke up, smiling weakly.

"Oh, did she now?" Roberta chuckled, also with a tilt of the lips. "That's easily remedied. I have a list of my friends' daughters who are single."

He immediately turned red with embarrassment. "You don't have to do that."

"Nonsense. If (Y/n) wanted you to get a girlfriend, we'll get you one. I'd recommend Alice. She's lovely, that girl."

As Roberta started to list the qualities of 'Alice', Happy looked to Rhodey for help, motioning for him to change the subject quickly.

"She also made a video." He said, saving his friend.

Roberta stopped what she was doing and a small gasp of surprise escaped from her lips. "She did?"

"Yeah."

"And what did she give you? Do you need a woman too?"

Rhodey looked down with a smile as he shook his head. "No. She actually left me her car."

"Oh, how lovely."

Tony couldn't resist a little smile as he moved behind his best friend to mouth 'it's a flying car.'

Roberta showed intrigue. "A flying car..."

Rhodey looked back up and wondered how she knew, only to catch sight of Tony mimicking a flying motion. He playfully glared and Tony shrugged innocently.

"A little unconventional, I'll admit, but our little girl always was as eccentric as her father." Roberta admitted, sparing Tony a kind glance. "A flying vehicle sounds just like her dream car. I hope you'll be sensible, James."

Rhodey nodded. "Always, Ma."

Roberta was assured by that at least. She trusted him to be safe enough since he already did the majority of his military missions in the War Machine suit anyway. Perhaps the car would be a useful addition to those missions too.

It brought a tear to her eye thinking about it. She could remember when you were barely old enough to talk, and one of the first things you said was Rhodey's name as you gave him your favorite toy car.

"Do you know what kind of car it is?" She asked.

Rhodey went to answer but paused when he realized that he didn't actually know. "I didn't ask."

Almost as if the mention had summoned them, Hill and the Parker couple walked over as well. Rhodey asked about the car as soon as he could, eager to see it.

"It's here." Hill explained. "The parking lot, all the way from the garage."

"And it's in good condition?" He asked.

"There were damages from the incident but we managed. I'll take you."

"Hold on, which incident?" Roberta questioned.

Hill looked towards Tony with an uneasy glance. There were some people who didn't know all the details about your death and she was one of them.

"I'll explain later." Hill said for now, motioning for Rhodey to follow her.

"Mom?" Rhodey asked, offering his hand.

Roberta happily accepted, going to follow the two.

"Hold on." Tony called, intervening before they got too far. "(Y/n)... She said she left the Avengers a place, that you'd show us. Where is it?"

Hill paused, sparing him a second glance. "In time. After I've sorted the car out, then you'll see the surprise. Just hang around."

"Alright. I'll be here."

She nodded thankfully and left with the Rhodes duo. After this, Tony turned back to Pepper and the others, tuning in to their conversation also.

"Where's Peter?" May was asking.

"Your nephew is okay." Pepper reassured her. "He's with another boy, Harley Keener. Is that alright with you, Mrs. Parker?"

"Of course, Ms. Potts, it'll be nice for him to make another friend. And, please, call me May."

"Only if you call me Pepper." The other woman teased, smiling at her. "I think they're just around the corner."

"Thank you. I've got to say, it's an honor to meet (Y/n)'s real family."

Pepper nodded in agreement. "We're all her family now. She loved you just as much as us by the sounds of it."

"I hope so. Ben and I will be heading home soon and we'd love for you to join us. It's a chance to see (Y/n)'s apartment before it's tidied."

"Of course." She looked over at Happy next. "We'll follow behind?"

"Sure." Happy confirmed. "No problem."

She would've asked Tony to come with them too but he had the whole Avengers thing to deal with first. She knew he'd rather get that out of the way before seeing the apartment. And with that concluded, Pepper, May, and Happy headed towards the cars. Ben opted to stay behind for a moment.

He found rest against a wall and had been completely quiet during the women's exchange due to the 60k check in his hands. He still couldn't believe your generosity, knowing he truly didn't deserve a reward that great after everything. The SHIELD stamp on the paper and your signature dotted down in cursive glistened in the dying sunlight, making him sigh.

Tony, who had been observing the other man from a distance, finally chose to approach. "Ben Parker?"

The older man looked up, shaken from his thoughts. "That's right."

"Hey. It was good to meet you, even under these... Well, you know."

Ben gave a stiff nod. "Yes, I know."

"Yeah. So, you, uh... You doing alright?"

In all honesty, there wasn't an answer to the question. Instead, he just showed Tony the salary check.

"This shouldn't be mine." He said. "If anyone, you should take it."

Tony raised a brow. "What?"

"You're her father. She always loved you the most, even from the start. She was good like that."

"That's what they tell me."

"I'm sorry you didn't get a redo. It was all she wanted during the last few years. She... She didn't know what else to do but work and save and survive. And this money, I can't accept it. Please, take it."

Tony hesitated, considering the words for a moment. "She left it to you, not me."

"Sixty thousand." Ben sighed. "I've only ever dreamed of that amount, and it's not even the whole thing. Agent Hill said there's more."

"Unfortunately I'm already rolling in money and silk sheets." He joked. "I think you should save it for the kid. That's what she wanted."

Ben remained silent for a moment, staring at the check. "She loved him so much."

"I'm sure. I wish I'd known her like you did. I didn't know anything until it was too late."

Ben understood. He thought back on the shared conversations with you about family issues. You used to be so angry and acted out because you didn't feel like Tony could see you when you were younger. He thought about how it all changed when the hit was sent out, when you changed.

Maybe Tony was right.

Even if Ben didn't want to accept all the money, the least he could do was respect your wish and send Peter to MIT when he was old enough if that was where he still wanted to go when the time came.

"You are a normal family, right?" Tony then asked. "No aliens, secret spies, or wizards involved? I'm only asking because there's been a lot of that lately."

Ben looked at him, holding back a small chuckle. "We're normal."

"Good. That's good. So you met (Y/n) through Fury?"

"That's right."

Tony waited for more. "You gonna make me ask about it?"

Ben did let a chuckle slip out that time and nodded. "I'll tell you. But it's what he'd call 'classified' so I'd appreciate it if you kept it between us."

"Yeah, no, totally." He mimicked a cross over his heart. "Just between us girls, I promise."

Ben smiled, already seeing shining similarities between you and your dad.

"It started with my brother - Richard - and his wife, Mary. They worked for SHIELD in the early days." He explained. "The agent and the scientist, that's what everybody called them. They were high up in the ranks and were one of the few that Fury called friends. They left Peter with May and I when they had missions out of state."

"They're gone too?"

"Yeah."

"I'm sorry."

"No, it's okay. It's been a while."

Tony, much unlike he usually would, felt a strong pang of sympathy for Peter losing his parents, especially as it sounded like SHIELD business probably ended their family. He knew that pain, losing you in a similar way.

"Does the kid know?" He asked.

Ben shook his head. "After we were told, I wanted Fury to remove everything. I didn't want any trace of Peter there to risk him being a target. When he's the right age, if he asks, then he'll know."

"Just like (Y/n)." Tony mumbled, remembering that the fear for others' safety is what prompted the running away. "Do you know why Fury chose her?"

"I'm not sure, to be honest. He told us that it just had to be. Peter just needed someone."

"Why? What happened?"

"There was... It was a bad series of incidents with a babysitter. Peter didn't understand what was happening until we realized and put a stop to it."

Tony stayed silent for a moment, mulling over the words. He understood what Ben hadn't explicitly said and felt more sympathy for Peter after hearing it. It also triggered some of his own worries about you and all the years he missed. What if something similar had happened because he hadn't been there? Did you ever have to experience that same confusion and fear?

"(Y/n) came afterwards and it really helped Peter." Ben added. "They had a good connection. She taught him how to build things and laugh again, and he even taught her some things too. Namely pranks."

The two men shared a smile at that.

"Peter's a sweet kid. He's kind and intelligent, and he needed someone like (Y/n) to grow with that. Especially after what happened with the sitter. I'm pretty sure the best part of his life was when she introduced him to Star Wars. Star Trek and Back To The Future too."

Tony nodded, envisioning the scene in his head.

"She's the reason he wants to go to MIT." Ben also revealed. "She said that the great hero Tony Stark went there too and he was fixated on it after that."

Tony had a mixed flurry of emotions go through him after that. You called him a hero. Not Iron Man or the Avenger, but him.

"Did she talk about me a lot?" He asked.

Ben smiled, giving him a nod. "Once she started to hate all the anger she felt and made it positive instead, she couldn't stop. Rather than resentful she became proud. She was so scared during the Battle of New York. Terrified. Then there were the panic attacks and the anxiety... She hated being away."

A lump formed in Tony's throat and prevented him from breathing properly. Every time he heard it, an apology or how proud you were, it didn't feel real. After all, he may have changed, but there would always be part of the man he used to be inside of him. That was a man no one should ever want to be proud of.

Ben was about to mention you being at the Stark Expo next but was suddenly interrupted by Harley and Peter. Peter was looking incredibly shy, and Harley rather excited. He took Peter straight up to Tony.

"Hi." He beamed.

"Hey, kid." Tony replied.

"This watch is so cool!" Harley showed Peter's wrist where it was still strapped on. "Karen is awesome! She's smart and cool and even funny! She tracks things too! (Y/n) was super smart!"

"Sure was." He smiled, taking a good look at the design. "What do you think, Peter?"

Peter looked like a deer in headlights, stunned that his hero was actually talking to him.

"Really cool." He mumbled. "I'm happy (Y/n) remembered."

"She'd never forget." Ben said as he ruffled his hair affectionately.

"You were pretty close, huh?" Tony asked.

Peter nodded. "She said we were special siblings. Not related by blood but related because of happiness and choice."

Tony Stark wasn't the kind of man to get emotional over simple words but knowing how much Peter clearly meant to you fueled that strange urge to protect the boy even more. He wanted to continue your mission to watch over Peter, to make you proud again.

"Hey, underoos." He said, kneeling down in front of Peter. "You're (Y/n)'s neighbor so that means you're mine now, too. How does that sound?"

Peter still looked pleasantly bewildered but now there was also a light in his eyes again.

"I'd like that." He said.

-

On their way back to the office, Matt and Foggy were deep in conversation.

Foggy was of course driving while Matt was verbally listing what you had willed and making sure that everyone had gotten what they were left with. After it was all confirmed, Foggy let his curiosity get the better of him.

"I didn't know (Y/n) wanted us to look out for her family." He commented. "I mean, I'll say yes, but it was in the will?"

Matt sighed as he nodded. "Sorry I didn't tell you."

"When did it happen?"

"After we sorted everything else last year. I made a promise to her."

Foggy glanced over, curious. "Why do I get the really annoying feeling that you're not telling me something?"

-

A year ago, Matt had wound up in a SHIELD recovery wing.

Some very lucky thugs had managed to get a few good hits in before he stopped their criminal activity. He was only saved a worse beating because a certain (Y/n) Stark had arrived with SHIELD agents to deal with the criminals too.

You were talking with the SHIELD doctor about Matt's condition. After a lengthy debrief, all things considered, he was going to be okay as long as he got plenty of rest.

"Thanks." You said to the doctor, giving him a friendly smile before you split ways.

He went into the office by the wing entrance and you headed over to Matt's bed. He was awake which was good.

"Morning, princess." You teased.

He turned towards the sound of your voice, managing a small smile. "Ellen."

"Hey. How you feeling?"

"Like a million bucks."

"Oh, I'm sure. By the way, I hope my estate agent is still kicking. That was quite the brawl."

"He's okay." Matt promised. "Alive? Yes. Traumatized? Probably."

You scoffed in amusement, sitting down beside the bed. "I guess that's the best any of us can ask for, huh?"

"Apparently so."

"You know, it's a good thing my team brought you here instead of the hospital. You and I both know a certain nurse who complains every time she's gotta stitch you up."

Matt nodded, smiling again. "'Violent vigilantism' she calls it."

"Exactly. At least in SHIELD, no one complains."

"Ah, yes. What's the jury on that?"

"A few broken ribs, a dash of bruising, a nice big spoonful of pain." The two of you shared a laugh. "Seriously, though, you'll be fine. Just rest up for a few days and take the painkillers as prescribed."

"Yes, ma'am."

"Ugh, please, I'm definitely not old enough to be considered a ma'am."

His lips curved up in a smirk. "Keep telling yourself that."

You mocked a gasp. "Matthew, how dare you."

He raised a hand in surrender. "Sorry. I couldn't resist."

You smiled either way. "You're lucky I like you, Mr. Vigilante. Although, I'm really not a fan of the suit."

Matt groaned. "Really? This again?"

"Come on! Let me work my magic. Pretty please?"

"No."

"But they're literally just pajamas at this point. And without a proper suit designed to withstand a few matches, what if you get hurt even worse in future? Do you really want everyone worrying about you? I mean, with a new suit I could modify shock absorption, boost the force of a punch, even give you soles as light as a feather so you're extra quiet-"

"Fine."

You froze. "Wait, really?"

"You won't stop until I say yes, so... Yes. Just don't lose sleep over it. I know what you're like."

You grinned, happy. "Thank you, Matty."

"Just don't give me one of those AI's you're so fond of. I like FRIDAY, but I don't want that kind of distraction."

"Okay, okay. We'll take notes later."

"You're very persistent, you know that?"

"I do. It's great."

Matt shook his head with a subtle smile. "How are the others?"

"They're fine." You replied. "Worried about you, but fine. I let them know that you'll live."

"Good. And thanks again."

"For what?"

"Arriving with those agents. I'm pretty sure I'd be at the bottom of a dumpster without you."

"Hey, no sweat. I'm just happy I got to kick some ass."

"Still, I don't like it when others have to get involved." He lowered his voice so any lingering ears wouldn't pick up what he was saying. "Especially when one of them is a runaway billionaire."

"Again, I got to kick ass. It's all good."

You shared a smile.

"Oh, and Fogs called earlier." You added. "Just beside himself with worry."

Matt chuckled. "Really?"

"Dreadful, it was. But I dropped by at the office and explained what happened and he found solace in my words."

"Naturally."

"Yep. You've got a true friend there. He even gave me cigars as a thanks for helping you out."

"Of course he did." He sighed.

"Yeah, what's up with that? Why cigars?"

"We're probably better off not knowing."

"Fair point. I'm more of a beer drinker anyway. Maybe a really aged wine. Anyway, I told him I was flattered. I'll probably be handing them off to some of the guys who might actually use them. Don't tell him that last bit, though."

"Your secret is safe with me."

"Many thanks." You laughed a little but soon turned serious as you remembered the second reason you stopped at the office. "While I was there I also dropped off the box for the will. And the USB."

Matt nodded in understanding, knowing how much all of it meant to you. "How are you holding up?"

You went to reply but hesitated. In all honesty, you were scared. The will was just a precaution and you tried to play it off with jokes but the reality that things could turn very bad very quickly was starting to bite at you.

"It's weird." You confessed. "Planning my own death is... You don't expect to be doing that until you're at least fifty and yet here I am. I'm just glad I've got you, Matty. And Fogs. I wouldn't have asked anybody else."

Matt reached out and you held his hand as he spoke next. "We'll always be here for you, (Y/n). I promise."

"I know. I'm grateful. Any other person would've blabbed to the whole world about who I am."

"Yeah, well, I was taught to respect others, not exploit them."

You smiled a little. "I didn't expect morals from a boxing background."

"You'd be surprised."

"I don't doubt it."

You hesitated next, thinking about a request you had.

"If it's not too much, there's something else I'd like to add in the will. Well, sort of. It's more of a personal thing."

Matt nodded. "Of course."

"If something does happen to me in the end and I do end up... Dead... I want to leave your details with my family. The Parkers and the Starks. I'd feel better knowing they had you and Fogs protecting them."

He was surprised. "We'd be happy to. But your dad? I think he can afford better than us."

"True, but I don't exactly trust anyone else after what happened. His lawyer could be a - a sewer alien or something."

"A... Sewer alien?"

You laughed. "I don't know! But... Yeah. And you never know, you could even be an honorary Avenger out of it."

"I think I'll pass on that. Do they even need the help?"

"Everyone needs help."

"Alright. We'll do what we can."

"Thank you, Matty."

"I should be saying that to you." He joked, referring to his current condition.

You squeezed his hand lightly. "Still, I appreciate you looking out for me."

"(Y/n), I'd do anything for you. I promise."

You felt a warm sensation inside, like butterflies of nerves and anticipation. Whether it was just his words or something else entirely, you found yourself drawn to Matt. He was so genuinely kind and helpful and intelligent. He was one of the truest people you knew.

And so, letting your bold side take control, you slowly leaned in until your lips were mere inches apart. You felt both his and your own breath hitch at the sudden closeness. For a moment, you hesitated. But neither pulled away.

Matt was the one to close the gap, kissing you so softly you almost wanted to beg for more. His hand tightened around yours and you used your other hand to cup his cheek and deepen the kiss.

-

"How did I miss all of that?!" Foggy practically yelled, stunned.

Matt remained silent as he reminisced on that day. He wished more than anything to relive it, to have just one more moment with you.

"(Y/n) didn't mention any of that to me." Foggy continued. "I remember the night, though. And I definitely wasn't as worried as she made me sound. I was super cool."

Matt hummed to show he was paying attention.

"The Avengers, though. Wow. Imagine if we got to defend the Avengers. That would be awesome!" He glanced over at his friend again. "I can't believe you kissed (Y/n)."

Matt had been waiting for that bit to come up.

"Were you guys ever a thing?" Foggy asked.

"Don't start." Matt told him lightly.

"No, really. Were you?"

"Shut up."

Pairing: Tony Stark & daughter!Reader, Peter Parker & Tony stark, Pepper Potts x tony stark, May parker X Ben Parker, Ben, may & Peter parkers, Rhodey & tony stark, phil coulson & maria hill, friday & maria hill, jarvis & karen

Mentioning: crying and comfort, journal, making out

Co author with: callikc

Tag:  @venomsvl  @geeksareunique @huntective-kyeo, @klc13, @natsbiggestfan1, @carellmcu, @laura-naruto-fan1998, @fansformentalydistroyedmen

Peter kept his head down for most of the dinner.

Now that it had been brought up, he couldn't stop thinking about what he was supposed to do for your birthday. He knew what he wanted to do, but actually doing it would be the issue.

He barely touched his food, merely playing with the fork and pretending to eat. It was like the room was muted for him. He could make out shapes and vague sounds, but his only focus was the very loud circle of thoughts inside his head.

He was mindlessly tapping his fork against the plate when a hand on his arm startled him.

"Sorry, kiddo." Ben said, offering him a kind smile. "You okay?"

Peter stared up at him blankly as he slowly regained his senses. By the look on his uncle's face, a few had been trying to talk to him for quite some time.

"Sorry, what?" The boy questioned quietly. "Do I have sauce on my face again?"

"No, no, you're all good." Ben assured him. "You're just a bit quiet tonight, Pete."

"Oh..." He looked down. "Sorry."

"There's no need to apologize. What's up?"

"Nothing. I'm okay."

"Are you sure?" May asked, a concerned frown clouding her features. "It's not like you."

Peter forced a smile and nodded. "I'm fine, just really tired today."

"Hey." Ben moved his chair so it was beside his nephew and leaned down to see his face more clearly. "I know when you're lying."

"I don't wanna make a fuss."

"You're never a fuss. Talk to me, buddy."

Peter finally looked back up and saw Ben smiling at him. However, all that came to his mind was your own smile. He remembered a rough day at school in which you'd done everything humanly possible to cheer him up. You had said almost the exact same words to him then as Ben was now.

You told him to cry it out.

Remembering your gentle tone and comforting touch, it made him tear up again. His bottom lip began to quiver as he looked at Ben almost pleadingly.

"It's okay." Ben said, opening his arms for a hug. "Come on."

That was all it took for Peter to throw his arms around his uncle and begin crying silently into his shoulder.

"I'm sorry." He mumbled.

"You're alright." Ben said, rubbing his back soothingly as he shared a worried look with May. "Why didn't you say something earlier, Pete?"

"It's supposed to be a nice meal and I didn't want to ruin it by being upset and I can't tell you what's wrong because I thought it'd make Mr. Stark mad."

Even though his words were muffled, Pepper glared at Tony once she heard them, thinking he might have said something to make Peter feel that way.

"What did you do to him?" She asked.

Tony's jaw dropped. "Nothing!"

"Tony-"

"Hey, I'm innocent and just as worried as everyone else, I'll have you know. I too noticed the child was being uncharacteristically non-hyperverbal. I thought he was just tired like he said."

"Excuse me." Karen's voice spoke up.

Peter separated from Ben to look at his watch as it lit up.

"Do I have permission to explain, Peter?" She asked.

The boy hesitated but soon realized there was no point in hiding anything. Sooner or later everyone would figure out why he was withdrawn.

"Yeah." He confirmed with a glum edge.

With this permission, Karen explained the situation.

"Peter and Ned had a conversation earlier concerning (Y/n) Stark's birthday at the end of the month. He is struggling on what to do for the occasion and feels it should be commemorated appropriately."

The joyous air that celebrated the dining table quickly disappeared. It was replaced with a veil of sadness as the adults shared looks of guilt and surprise.

It hurt Tony the most. Unlike everyone else at the table he'd never celebrated your birthday with you. It was always Pepper and Happy and the Rhodes family who did it, and then later the Parkers and the SHIELD agents you were friends with. He hadn't been there for one song, one cake, and not even one wish.

May went to stand and comfort her nephew but Tony stopped her with a sad smile and offered himself instead. He moved around the table and then knelt in front of Peter, placing his arms on the boy's knees for balance.

"I miss her too." He said quietly. "It's like a punch to the gut every time I think about the what ifs and what could've been."

Peter nodded in understanding and quickly wiped his eyes free of tears as he sniffled.

"I want her back." He cried. "I lost my mom and dad and then she fixed that but then I lost her too. She shouldn't have died!"

"I know, kid. A lot of things in life aren't fair but what happened to her really took the cake. She should be here with us right now but some twisted turn of fate decided to screw us over and it sucks. Normally when something's broken I can fix it no problem, but this is the one thing that I can't work out. All we can do is - and I'm perfectly aware of how cheesy this sounds - work together to get through it."

"But it's so hard without her."

"I know. Trust me, I know. But you gotta remember the good times, alright? Think of all those moments and use them to keep her with you." He smiled as he comforted the upset boy. "You know, I'm actually jealous of how much time you got with her."

Peter's frown deepened. "You are?"

"Of course. You were like her best friend. Because of that, whatever we decide to do for her birthday is something she'd love."

"What do you think we should do?"

"Ah." Tony's smile faded a little. "Well I gotta be honest with you, kid, I didn't know her as well as you. (Y/n) and I didn't celebrate her birthday together. I was always too busy or using some other excuse and it's one of the bigger regrets now. All I know is I'm celebrating this year whether she likes it or not."

Rhodey spoke up then, reminding the two that they weren't alone. "Tony's right. We should figure something out."

Tony cleared his throat quickly, getting back to his feet and pretending he hadn't just been so vulnerable around the people closest to him.

"We could do something for each of us?" Pepper suggested. "I mean we could talk about what we did with (Y/n) and combine them this year."

A murmur of agreement followed the table.

"I did what the cool uncle always does." Rhodey answered first. "I took her to arcades and bought a lot of ice cream."

Pepper smiled. "(Y/n) always helped me make her birthday cake from scratch. We'd spend hours in the kitchen."

"We did day trips if everyone was free." May chimed in. "Movies or beach days, that kind of stuff."

Ben nodded with fond agreement before looking at Peter. "What about you, Pete? What did you two do?"

Peter was hesitant to talk about which memory filled his mind but eventually he found the courage to explain.

"We actually made a promise last year." He said. "She told me she had a tradition - like a project she worked on - and we promised we would do it together this year at a vacation house her grandpa owned."

Tony tried to recall any mention of that from the pages of your journal but he couldn't think of any tradition he'd read before.

"What'd she do?" He asked.

Peter did his best to explain the lantern rite you had shown him but it was a hard thing to put into words. As he talked about it, Ben remembered you mentioning a vacation house to which you might disappear for a few days at a time. It had to be what Peter meant.

"FRIDAY had it stored." His nephew then said. "She could show you."

"She's with Agent Hill right now, isn't she?" Rhodey questioned.

"Oh, yeah. Uh..." He tried to think of another way. "Oh! Karen?"

"Yes, Peter?" The AI in his watch replied eagerly.

"Hey, do you know about Protocol Waterlight? From (Y/n)'s files?"

"I do."

"Do you have access?"

"I'm afraid not. Although the files are in my database, I don't have the same projectional aid as FRIDAY."

"Is there another way?"

"Give me a moment."

Karen spoke not to the dinner gathering next, but over a course of encrypted communication lines that connected her directly to JARVIS.

"Hello, Karen." The other AI welcomed once he detected her presence. "How can I help you?"

"Hello." She replied. "Peter would like me to initiate Protocol Waterlight but I don't have access to the projections. Is FRIDAY able to transfer the data?"

"I'm afraid FRIDAY is occupied with Agent Hill on important business. Alternatively I suggest we override the television circuit and display Protocol Waterlight on the screen using a visual copy."

"Understood. Overriding now."

Back at the family dinner table, Peter was once more feeling dejected as he waited for Karen to get back to him.

"We could look it up?" May suggested.

While the other adults agreed, Peter glanced at his watch. He noticed the soft glow was dimmer than usual. That normally meant she was focusing power elsewhere.

"Karen?" He asked. "Did you find anything?"

"Sorry for the wait, Peter. JARVIS and I were unable to connect with FRIDAY but we have an alternative solution."

"Oh... Okay. What is it?"

On cue, JARVIS switched on the television across from the table. It was in clear view of everyone.

"Since the projection is unavailable, allow me to show an example instead. The tradition has roots in Asian culture, specifically lantern festivals and rites."

An image filled the screen.

It was a dark evening beside a lake in an exotic country by the looks of it. Dozens of people were kneeling where the water met the grassy bank with lanterns of all shapes, sizes, and colors in their hands. Some were smiling happily, some were somber, and some were crying, but all were there with family and friends to comfort them.

A few lanterns were already being pushed along the lake and others had been released into the sky. It was a charming light show and Peter could feel his eyes tearing up as he remembered what you had shown him a year ago.

"The tradition has much significance for a variety of reasons." JARVIS explained. "Some relate it to the birth of a new year or the passing of an old one. Others believe it aims to promote reconciliation, peace, and forgiveness. It symbolizes wholeness and unity within the family and honors the deceased."

A silence shrouded the table as they all watched the video play out. After a minute or two of just watching, Rhodey turned back to look at Tony.

"It's doable, right?" He asked. "It might not be the same but it's still a way to keep it alive or... Something."

Pepper quickly agreed. "We can do it every year."

The glare of the TV reflected in Tony's eyes as he stared long and hard at the video of the lanterns. He had to. He had to find a way to make it happen if you loved it so much.

"I want to do this as much as you, kid." He then told Peter. "We can even do it in the city, maybe find somewhere close to here."

Peter looked at him, wide-eyed and seeming a lot happier. "Really?"

"Yeah. I promise."

"Who can come with us?"

"We can talk to some of her work friends. The neighbors loved her too. Maybe I'll ring up-"

Before Tony could finish, Peter slid out of his chair and hugged him tight, his eyes shut as he clung to his hero.

"Thank you, Mr. Stark." He whispered.

Tony smiled. "Just doing my civic duty, sir."

-

A few hours later the dinner was finished.

Peter was half-asleep in May's arms as she carried him to the door.

"Tonight was brilliant, Tony." She said.

The man mocked a bow. "Why thank you, Aunt May."

Pepper came forward with a box of leftovers and a smile, offering it to Ben. "Here you go."

Ben thanked her with a matching smile. "We appreciate how you comforted Peter tonight."

Tony shrugged. "The kid needed it."

"Still, thanks anyway. Keep us updated on the birthday plans."

"You betcha."

"Have a good night." Pepper told them. "We'll be in touch."

After that, the Parkers left.

Pepper busied herself in the kitchen while Tony began looking through the bookshelves in search of a particular book.

All Pepper had to do was clean up some remaining cutlery since everyone else had helped with the rest. It only took her a minute and as she stood there drying her hands, she noticed that Tony had moved to the couch. The book he was looking for was your journal, now resting on his lap as he slowly flicked through the pages.

The journal was always displayed on the shelf next to a framed photo of you. It was placed there so anyone - if they wanted or needed to - could read through it. It was a form of closure for a lot of them.

Tony was so invested in finding what he was after that he didn't notice Pepper walking over to him. Finally he found an entry from shortly before Fury found you and convinced you to join SHIELD.

The date was marked as your birthday.

May 30th,

So I guess it's that time of year again. I gotta say, I don't know what to do. I'm stuck at my grandpa's retirement project because I haven't got anywhere else to go.

It's late and all I've done is shut myself in a room and watch crappy cartoon reruns. Not even the good stuff, just Powerpuff Girls and Brothers Grunt. Like at least show the good stuff. Where's Courage? Scooby? Gargoyles? Point is, I didn't do much today and it kinda sucks. I mean, birthdays are supposed to be cool, right? They're supposed to be fun and happy and you're supposed to be with family and friends who love you.

What about me? Is it selfish to be jealous of the ideal?

I guess it's not all bad, though. There's a park like fifteen minutes away and I stayed there for a bit with some leftover picnic food. Not the most glamorous birthday feast but I digress. But when I was there I saw this group with lanterns. It was strange to see that kind of thing in New York so I stayed and watched. The group let the lanterns float on the lake.

It was beautiful.

Tony glanced up from the page and looked over at the TV. The lantern festival was still paused on the screen.

-

It was the sunset of an as you stood in the park watching a small group of people push their lanterns along the calm surface of the empty lake.

You watched for a few minutes as the group who released them did the same. Eventually your curiosity took over and you curiously approached a man who was taking part.

"Excuse me." You said quietly.

The man looked at you for a moment, surprised. "Yes?"

"Hi. Sorry for interrupting but I wanted to say how beautiful this looks." You motioned to the lake. "What's it about?"

"Oh, this..." He smiled as he glanced over the display. "It's a lantern rite. It's a family thing for me."

"Really? It looks fun."

"It is. We let the kids decorate the lanterns however they want and then we come here to release them on the lake. Would you like to help us with the rest?"

"Oh-" You were taken aback by the kindness and blinked a few times. "Are you sure?"

"Of course, miss. The more the merrier."

"I'd love to. Thank you so much."

-

Tony read about how you didn't tell anyone it was your birthday as you didn't want to be pitied for spending it alone in a park.

He admired the bravery you had to speak up and talk to the stranger about the rite. He knew most people wouldn't dare. With a sad smile he continued to read the rest of the entry.

You wrote down all about getting to decorate your own lantern for hours with this group you quickly came to like the company of. There were multiple little drawings of the things you put on the lantern including presents and ribbons/bows and a surprisingly good drawing of a birthday cake.

You also wrote about how happy the experience made you feel and how the optimistic energy of your new friends seemed to radiate around the entire park and lift everyone's spirits. You got very poetic about it all which made Tony's admiration grow even more.

But soon he felt a pair of arms over his shoulders and looked up to see Pepper's gentle gaze looking back at him with a comforting smile.

He closed the journal and returned the smile as he leaned back in her arms. "Hi, honey."

Pepper leaned down and kissed him softly. "Hey. You okay?"

"Hmm. Just reading about her birthday."

"The lanterns?"

"Yeah. She really loved it."

"Then we're doing a good thing."

"Yeah." He held his hands over hers and sighed with content. "So how did the meeting with Rand go?"

"Well, after a lot of negotiations..." She kissed him a second time, smiling into the action. "We came to an agreement."

"That's my girl. I have no idea how you do it."

"Incredible patience and a possible coffee overdose."

He laughed. "Yeah, that sounds right."

She smiled again. "Tell me about (Y/n)'s journal entry."

Tony nodded, his look dropping to the object in his hands. "I checked out the time she found out about the lanterns. She went to a park and saw people doing it. She helped them."

As he explained in more detail, Pepper moved around the couch to sit beside him instead. As he talked Tony subconsciously began to hold the key dangling from the necklace over his chest.

"I actually forgot, you know." He confessed.

Pepper tilted her head. "Forgot what?"

"This month. What it was."

"Tony..."

"I know, I'm a terrible father even after she's gone." He slouched into the cushion, putting the journal on the arm of the couch. "How could I forget her birthday? I was there the day she was born and it was everything to me and then suddenly I wasn't there anymore. What kind of dad just forgets that?"

"The kind who grieves." Pepper told him with a comforting edge to her voice. "And you're not alone, Tony. It's hard to remember everything when we've all lost someone so special. Peter forgot until Ned reminded him, remember?"

"There's no excuse, Pep."

"Hey, you're not a terrible father. You comforted Peter when he got upset and you decided to continue the tradition she loved even though we have no idea how."

He seemed to remember something then and sighed. "I forgot about laws."

She nodded sadly. "Yeah. I'll have to look into it."

"It won't be too hard, right?"

"No, we're still doing this, I promise. We'll just have to look into lakes around the city. There's the river connecting Queens. And there's the beaches. We'd have to watch the tide but it's possible."

"Seems like a lot of odds stacked against us." He hesitated. "I don't want to break the kid's heart if we can't do this in the city. I don't want to break a promise to (Y/n) either."

"At most we'll need a permit."

He thought about it some more before nodding. "If we can get that, great. If not, I care about my daughter, not the law."

"I've got the afternoon free. I'll talk to the mayor first thing. But I might need you with me."

"Why's that?"

"He's a very big fan of the Avengers."

"Ah."

"Yep. We're gonna need to do some fan service."

"And what if duty calls?"

"I'm sure Agent Hill and I could think of something. She has quite the way with words."

"Sad, but true."

Then Tony pulled Pepper into his lap with a smirk, his hands around her waist to keep her close. She laughed softly and put her arms around him, leaning closer.

"What would I do without you?" He asked softly.

"Crash and burn." She teased.

He closed the gap between them in a very heated kiss. The couple were so immersed in each other that they didn't hear a flush coming from the bathroom or see Rhodey coming back into the living room.

He quickly noticed them, however.

"Oh, come on!" He groaned, turning around. "Seriously, guys?"

Pepper pulled away from Tony as a blush of embarrassment spread across her cheeks. Tony merely sat there with a grin on his face.

He apologized flatly. "Our bad."

Rhodey kept a deadpan expression as he crossed his arms. "You seriously couldn't wait until I'd gone home?"

-

Very early the next morning, Maria Hill was sleeping in her small apartment.

She seemed to be peaceful and comfortable, sleeping contently with a hand resting under the pillow where a gun was hidden. It was so early that not even the dawn had started to show itself through her window shades.

And then her phone began buzzing.

Hill was awake immediately but she didn't move a muscle, keeping her eyes shut tight.

"Good morning, Agent Hill. It is 4:37am. Your cell phone is ringing." FRIDAY announced.

The woman opened her eyes just enough to adjust to the darkness. "I don't care."

"I would advise you to answer."

Again, Hill refused. "It's too early, FRIDAY. And if it's Tony again, tell him to bother someone else."

"The call is from Phil Coulson."

That did it.

Hill sat up so quickly her back almost cracked with the movement. She was quick to grab her phone before Coulson hung up.

"Hello?" She answered. "Phil?"

"Hey." Came his casual reply. "I'm not surprised you're still awake."

Not wanting to admit she had in fact been happily passed out, Hill smiled awkwardly.

"Always." She said. "It's early for you, on the other hand. Are you alright?"

"Yeah, sorry about this. We need to talk." His tone turned serious. "It's about our previous discussion."

Pairing: Tony Stark & daughter!Reader, Pepper potts x tony stark, Happy hogan, tony stark & Pepper potts, Maria hill & Tony stark, Ben parker, may parker & peter parker, Matt Murdoch & Foggy Nelson, Steve rogers, Natasha romanoff, Sam Wilson & Nick Fury, Tony Stark & Harley Keener

Summary: Two Families meet and now it is THE WILL

Warning: Tears and flashbacks

Co author with: callikc Tag:  @venomsvl  @geeksareunique

May found solace when being with friends and family.

She always had.

As she spoke to Ned Leeds' parents, Dulce and Nina, and MJ's mother, Louise, she felt the grief die down just a little. It wasn't gone by any means, but at least it was manageable.

(Pretend This is ned's Filipina moms, Dulce and Nina, up to you which one is who.) "It'll be lonely without her." Nina was saying with a downcast look. "She loved our cooking."

Dulce smiled sadly and put an arm around her shoulders. "She did. She always looked out for Ned, too."

"She loved those boys."

Louise nodded in agreement. "She helped out in the cafe as well. I'd have been lost without her."

(yes this is Hallie Berry as Louise Jones. M.J's mom) "She did?" May asked.

"All the time. If Michelle got sick or I was too busy then (Y/n) was there in a heartbeat. She donated all she had sometimes to keep the place running."

-

The Peter Pan Donut & Pastry Shop was a cozy little place.

It was warm and open and Louise took pride in keeping the cafe up to the best standards. It was her childhood dream to own a quaint yet homey place like this and now in adulthood she never wavered from that dream.

You were sitting at the counter with a steaming mug of warm coffee and the famous quiche from the menu. It was one of the very rare days where you didn't have to be at SHIELD or take care of the kids and so you took the day for yourself to simply relax. You enjoyed the atmosphere of the cafe and had become quickly acquainted with Louise due to how often you were there.

So when you noticed Louise stressing out after receiving what looked like a troubling phone call, you were understandably concerned. "Is everything okay?" You asked softly.

Louise shook her head as she put down her phone. "It's my mom."

"What happened?"

"She had a fall again."

"Oh, God. Is she okay?"

"They think so. An ambulance was called and she's in the hospital for scans. I can't leave her there but I can't take Michelle either. And with the hospital bills these days, I'd have to sell this place just to pay half!"

"Hey, it's okay." You quickly set down your mug and stood from your stool to walk over. "I'll help. Name anything, I'll do it."

Louise sighed. "Ellen, I couldn't ask you to do that."

"I'm offering. I know it can't be easy running this place and being a mom at the same time so please. I'll take care of MJ, I'll take over here for a bit, I'll even contribute with the bills. I don't want you struggling if I can help."

"You're too good for this world, you know that?"

"Trust me, I'm not. I'm just a good friend."

"I don't want to put you out."

"You wouldn't, I promise. Just go see your mom now and I'll cook for MJ when she finishes school. I'll bring Ned and Peter too."

Louise considered you for a moment before ultimately nodding. "Thank you, Ellen."

"Of course."

-

Louise smiled as she remembered particular moments such as that.

"She was too good." She said.

Dulce nodded in agreement and then looked to the swing set on the far side of the grounds where the kids were sitting. Ned and MJ were comforting Peter as he cried.

"Poor boy." She said. "I can't imagine how he feels. Losing his parents and then (Y/n)."

May looked over as well with a pained gaze. "He always wanted a sister. For days all we could hear was his crying. We never realized how much he loved her."

"What's happening to her apartment?" Nina asked. "I'm sure you have so many memories there. Will it be sold again after the clear out?"

"Honestly..." May hesitated and shook her head. "I don't know at the moment. I'll have to discuss it with Ben and the landlord. I don't think either of us has the heart to let it go."

"I understand. It can't be easy."

"No. Apparently (Y/n) has a lawyer she talked to about this. We'll see him too I hope."

On cue, Ben appeared. He had previously been talking to some of his friends from work and then Mr. Delmar before Foggy had approached him.

"Hi, honey." He said to May, kissing her cheek softly. "The lawyers are here to talk about (Y/n).”

She didn't reply but did take a very shaky breath and nodded to show she understood. Ben then called for Peter to come over as well.

"Are you sure?" She asked, nervous. "I don't think he's old enough to hear this."

"I know." He assured her. "It's just for a little while, in case she left something for him."

"We could just have the lawyers call us."

"They're here now so we might as well deal with it while we can. I'm sorry."

She sighed, then nodded again. "Okay. I guess so." Once Peter came over, they parted ways with Dulce, Nina, and Louise and joined Foggy who greeted them with a sheepish 'hi' and his condolences. He led them over to where a group of people stood.

"They're here." Agent Hill called.

Soon enough, the Parkers were officially introduced to Tony.

"This is May and Ben Parker." Hill explained. "And their nephew, Peter."

After simple greetings were exchanged, Matt also introduced himself.

"I know this is a hard and trying time and I'm sorry to have to discuss this now, but there are a series of requests that (Y/n) had if she were to die. There's an office inside the cathedral we can talk in."

Tony took a moment to let everything sink in. However, as he went to talk, he noticed Harley again. The boy looked as if he was trying to sneak away.

"Give me a minute." He told the others, disappearing instantly.

Harley seemed as if he was trying to hail down a taxi, and he was attempting to be subtle about it. It didn't work.

Tony crossed the cemetery grounds, his hands shoved in his pockets as he avoided the eyes of the onlookers. It was easier than having to force a smile or muster up yet another thanks for their condolences. Harley was still trying to catch the eye of a taxi driver as Tony stopped behind his old friend.

"Well, well, well." He spoke up, surprising the boy. "Hello again."

Harley froze in surprise and whirled around. "I'm not here."

(idk if he was 11 here so just pretend he is) Tony raised a brow. "Unless I've hit the blind age in the last minute, yeah, you are."

He looked down, not knowing what to say.

"I know what you're doing." Tony told him.

Harley seemed like he wanted to argue but ultimately backed away from the road as he raised his head again.

"Don't tell my mom." He mumbled.

Tony walked over, managing a small but genuine smile. It was one of the only few he could muster up that day. "And what would I not be telling her?" He teased.

"You know..." Harley trailed off for a moment. "That I snuck all the way to New York to go to a funeral."

"Alone?"

"Yeah. Alone."

"What are you now, like... Ten?"

Harley frowned. "Eleven and a half."

He sighed. "Jesus, kid."

Tony then glanced over to where everyone else was still waiting for him to return. He looked back at Harley.

"Stick around for a little bit, alright?" He asked. "We'll catch up later and you can tell me how that potato gun's going."

With a sad but subtle and excited smile, the boy nodded. "Okay."

"Good one. I'll see you later."

He put a hand on Harley's shoulder and gave it a light and comforting squeeze. Then he turned around and headed back to everyone else.

"Everything okay?" Pepper asked once he came back.

Tony nodded. "Yeah. Just an old friend."

"That boy?" Roberta questioned.

"Yeah, long story. Actually, can you keep an eye on him?"

"Of course, dear. What's his name?"

"Harley Keener." He nodded in thanks. "He's a good kid."

She smiled. "I'm sure he is."

As this took place, some others were having a discussion over another grave.

Fury's one.

Steve and Sam were reminiscing on the fall of the Triskelion and how the aftermath and cleanup was going.

"So, you've experienced this sort of thing before." The real Fury spoke up, appearing beside them.

"You get used to it." Steve confessed.

He nodded in agreement. "We've been data mining HYDRA's files. Looks like a lot of rats didn't go down with the ship. I'm headed to Europe tonight. I wanted to ask if you'd come."

He hesitated, still looking down at the grave. "There's something I gotta do first."

"How about you, Wilson? Could use a man with your abilities."

Sam also thought about it for a few moments. "I'm more of a soldier than a spy."

Again, Fury nodded, shaking both their hands. "Alright, then. Anybody asks for me, tell them they can find me. Right here."

He motioned to the grave.

"You should be honored." Natasha spoke up, joining them. "That's about as close as he gets to saying thank you."

"Not going with him?" Steve asked.

"Nope."

"Not staying here?"

"Nah. I blew all my covers. Gotta go figure out a new one."

"That might take a while."

"I'm counting on it." She gave him a smile before showing a file she had tucked away in her jacket. "That thing you asked for. I called in a few favors from Kiev."

She handed Steve the file as the others watched. It was a very old collection of notes and personal entries from long ago, and, hopefully, it would allow him to find his long lost best friend.

"Will you do me a favor?" Natasha asked, causing him to look up. "Call that nurse."

Steve scoffed in amusement. "She's not a nurse."

"And you're not a SHIELD agent."

He looked down, knowing it was very true. "What was her name again?"

"Sharon. She's nice."

Then, with a loving smile, she kissed his cheek softly. Steve also smiled at the gesture before he looked down at the file in his hand again.

"Steve." Natasha said. "Be careful. You might not want to pull on that thread."

"You're going after him." Sam stated, noticing the file also.

"You don't have to come with me." Steve said.

"I know. When do we start?"

"Before you go-" Fury chimed in, drawing their attention. "You might wanna stay behind until after Stark is done with (Y/n)'s lawyer."

Steve looked at him, curious. "Why?"

"Because she didn't just leave something to her father, she left something to the whole team as well."

They each shared a look.

"Now I best be off." Fury continued. "I think you should tell the others."

"We will." Natasha said.

-

In the private office inside the cathedral, your last will and testament was finally being told.

Tony, Pepper, Happy, and Rhodey were sitting on one side of a table with the Parkers on the other side and Matt and Foggy at the head of it.

Hill was waiting outside with Roberta and Harley. "Now that we're all here..." Matt began. "Mr. Stark, (Y/n) wanted you to know that the Parkers were the family she was assigned to watch over. She always spoke fondly and said family comes in all forms and that you're always allowed more than just one in your life. She thought of both of you as her family."

Tony watched the Parkers curiously, thinking back on seeing them earlier. He had suspected right from the start that it could have been them solely because they were some of the most heartbroken looking people in attendance.

He looked at the boy again. Peter.

He was shy and nervous, hiding behind his aunt and uncle and only occasionally peering out at everyone else.

"(Y/n) also told me that she didn't want Peter to sit through this longer than he needed to." Matt added. "She was worried he was a bit young for it all."

May nodded in understanding. "She left something for him in particular then?"

"Yes, she did."

He nodded to Foggy who took a small and square neatly-wrapped box from his bag. With a friendly smile he offered the gift to Peter.

"It's okay." Ben told him, encouraging his nephew to accept it. "It's a present from (Y/n)."

Everyone watched curiously as Peter gingerly took the box into his own hands.

"What is it?" He mumbled.

"(Y/n) said it was something you always wanted." Foggy explained. "It took her a while to configure but she said it would be worth it to make you happy."

Peter sniffled as he found a part of the wrapped box to tear. He was careful, as if handling glass, and hesitated with each movement until finally he could open it.

Inside, on a velvet cushion, was a watch.

It looked fancy, the color scheme black and red, with a shining face that gleamed in the light. Peter stared long and hard as his bottom lip trembled.

The others waited with bated breath for him to tenderly place the watch around his wrist. His hands trembled too much for him to do the strap and so Ben helped him with it. Then, as it was secured around Peter's arm, the face of the watch began to glow.

(Just ignore the Hairy arm) A pale blue hologram shot up from the face of the watch, catching everyone with the glow. Much to their surprise, a female voice came from the hologram.

"Hello, Peter Parker. My name is Karen. I am the natural-language user interface created by Ellen Campbell, otherwise known as Miss (Y/n) Stark. I was designed to work alongside and aid you in your everyday duties."

Peter gasped in surprise alongside May.

"W-What is that?" She questioned. "I don't... What's a user interface?"

"It's... Some kind of hologram?" Foggy guessed, not knowing what it was either. "A video?"

"An AI." Tony stated, gazing at 'Karen' in genuine awe. "She made her own AI. That's... Amazing."

-

It was over a year ago now that Peter had discovered who you really were.

He had been dropped off at the apartment building by Ned's moms after school and was heading straight to your place since May and Ben were attending a party at the hospital May worked at. It was adults only so you had volunteered to watch over him immediately, and it wasn't like he was ever going to say no to an evening with his honorary big sister.

When you didn't answer the door right away he simply found the spare key and let himself in since he knew where it was.

"Ellen?" He called out.

The apartment was silent.

He frowned and dropped his bag, continuing to call out your name for a minute before finally someone responded. Only, it wasn't you. It was another voice entirely.

"Good evening, Peter." The voice didn't seem to have a source. "I am glad you got to Miss (Y/n) Stark's residence safely."

Peter stared with bulging eyes as he spun around wildly in an attempt to locate a person.

"W-Where are you?" He asked fearfully. "How do you know Ellen's name?"

"Forgive me, Peter. I did not mean to scare you. My name is FRIDAY. Miss created me to be her artificial intelligence service."

"What? That means... Ellen... Made you?"

"She did."

After this processed, he calmed a little, reassured by the explanation. After all, something made by you wouldn't hurt him.

"Are you alright?" FRIDAY asked. "You appear to have elevated breathing and heart spikes."

Peter found himself staring at the ceiling as he talked. "I'm okay. It's just really cool."

"Me?"

"Yeah! I mean, (Y/n) - Ellen - she has her own AI?"

"Miss is very talented."

"She's awesome!" He grinned. "How did she do it? Do you have a code? Are you portable or just for the apartment? How long did it take?"

"I am sure Miss Stark will explain everything." She replied.

"Oh! Yeah. Sorry. Where is she, by the way?"

"I am afraid she is stuck in traffic. She said, and I quote, 'This goddamn traffic is killing me. Get your douche canoe out of my lane before I kick your ass into next year, you twit-womble.'"

Peter burst out into giggles at that. Not only because it was definitely a thing you'd say, but because the flat tone of FRIDAY's voice somehow made it even funnier.

"A delay of fifty-two minutes is expected." She added.

Peter composed himself, but was admittedly dejected because of the update. It would be boring without you.

"Did she say anything else?" He asked.

"Miss did mention she would bring your favorite pizza and finish the keyboard project to make up for her delay."

He smiled at that.

He then proceeded to spend the next hour of waiting chatting away to FRIDAY and asking all sorts of questions as he worked on his homework for the weekend.

As soon as he heard the lock click he sprung to his feet with a toothy grin plastered on his face.

"Ellen!"

You barely had time to close the door behind you before he barrelled into you at top speed with a tight hug. You couldn't help but laugh, holding a warm pizza box in one hand and your work bag in the other.

"Hey, kiddo." You chuckled, dropping the work bag on the floor so you could ruffle his hair. "How've you been?"

"Alive." Peter shrugged. "I really missed you, though."

"I missed you too, Pete."

He stepped back and noticed the pizza, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively. You playfully rolled your eyes and handed him the box which was thrown open in seconds.

"Am I forgiven?" You asked with a laugh.

Peter, already with a mouthful, nodded enthusiastically. "Always!"

You smiled and sat next to him on the couch. "Sorry about the traffic. Things were hectic."

"I get it. Too many douche canoes out there, huh?"

Your eyes widened. "What?"

He smirked. "I got your voice message from FRIDAY."

"Oh... Oh! Right, uh... Don't tell your aunt and uncle. I'm on thin ice after the pool incident."

"I promise. As long as I get free pizza for life."

"Sure thing. Anything for you." You relaxed in the seat. "So you met FRIDAY?"

He nodded. "She's super cool. She said you created her years ago."

"I did."

"No way! How?"

"Weeks of insomnia, rock music classics, and a whole lotta free time."

"Can you make me one?"

You playfully shrugged. "I don't know."

He pouted, putting the pizza box down to grab your arm with both hands.

"Please." He begged, shaking your arm several times. "I'll be so good! I'll clean the apartment, I'll bake you cookies, I'll make you something too! Anything!"

You laughed as he started listing all the possible chores he could think of.

"Relax, child." You said. "I'll see what I can do."

His entire face lit up.

"Thank you!" He threw himself at you in another hug. "I love you so much, Ellen!"

You held him close and kissed the top of his head. "I love you too, Pete."

-

"Miss Stark wanted me to assist you with whatever you may require." Karen explained.

Peter, shaken from the memory, tried desperately not to start crying again. He couldn't believe that even after all you dealt with in your life, both as Ellen and as (Y/n), that you still found the time to make him something he asked for over a year ago. He wished he could thank you in person.

"I hope we can be friends." He said after mustering the courage to talk again.

"I'm sure we will." She replied. "Miss Stark made sure we were compatible as friends were she to have to leave."

It was horrible to have to see such a young kid mourn the loss of someone who clearly meant the world to him. It was hitting Tony particularly hard. He didn't even know the kid and yet the thought of you making such an important gift for him just showed how much you loved Peter. Because of this, he couldn't help but feel as if he had to know him, to understand what it was like being so close to you.

If this was just the first gift, he couldn't help but wonder what else lay in store.

-

A little while later, Peter had been sent out of the room to stay with Roberta and the others while the rest of the will was read and the mementos given out.

"(Y/n) left a message." Matt explained near the end. "In the case of her death she wanted to leave something personal, to tell her family what we can't."

Foggy had placed a laptop on the table by now and positioned it so everyone could see. Right away the screen showed an image of you sitting in a very big and comfy looking chair with a warm smile.

The mixed feelings could be seen all over in the room. Tony reached for Pepper's hand, scared to hear your voice again, to hear what you had to say to him.

"Everyone ready?" Foggy asked.

A few more mixed looks were exchanged but ultimately each person nodded. With this permission, he pressed play.

"Hi, everyone." You greeted.

Immediately the nerves could be heard in your tone. You were scared, or worried, yet it was clear you wanted to appear casual and collected.

"This must be weird, huh? I'm pretty sure you'll only see this if I, uh... Well, if I kick the bucket." You paused, yet forced out another smile. "I mean, that's the plan anyway. If I do happen to be on the highway to hell or stairway to heaven, then I'm sorry. I'm sorry that you're probably sitting there watching this as part of the will I'm writing. Who's shocked, really? After all, us Starks don't tend to get a long life span."

There were sad smiles around the room as you attempted the joke.

"I'm alive for now, at least. I hired lawyers ahead of time because... I don't really know... Just because. I want everything planned. After all, who knows how they're going to die? I could try the cool thing and sacrifice myself. I could be in a car accident. I could even slip on the stairs. You just never know until it's time. Maybe the threat from all those years ago will finally follow through and I'll be assassinated." You tried to smile again but it didn't work that time. "Sorry to keep joking. I think that's another Stark thing. Humor to protect against fear."

You sighed, taking a slow breath.

"I am scared, I won't lie. But not of death. I'm scared to lose you. Dad, Pepper, Happy, Uncle Rhodey... Ben, May, and Peter. You've all changed my life in some way and I think in the end I'm better off for it. I'm glad my two families get to meet each other. I'm sorry that Peter can't stay for this but he's just a kid and I can't put him through this kind of thing again. He's suffered enough. I hope he likes Karen."

There was a silence.

"Uncle Ben, Aunt May." You closed your eyes for a moment. "I love you both so much. I'm leaving you my SHIELD salary. All I saved up, it's yours. Every 60k note."

The couple were shocked and shared a stunned look. Tony and the others were also quite surprised, mostly because of how generous it was and just how much it was to give away.

"Of course she did." May whispered.

"We can't." Ben said. "We can't take that."

As if you were actually in the room, you began talking again.

"I know, I know." You chuckled. "I know you're going to say you can't take it or it's too much or something like that. But please, for me. You're amazing people and I want you to have it, and I want Peter to have it. Send him to MIT. It's where he's always wanted to go. And I'm sorry that I didn't tell you who I was, May."

You sighed.

"There's a lot of reasons, but mostly because I wanted to protect you. You loved me like a mother and I was so scared I'd lose you if you knew the truth. Fury also made the call, and I respected it. You didn't ask, so I didn't tell. I'm so sorry. I'm glad we had some good times, though. Cooking dinner for Ben and Peter was always my favorite thing to do with you. And thank you, Ben, for knowing who I am and keeping my secret. I can never thank you enough for everything you did for me. You might have been ordered to accept me, but I like to think I was genuinely loveable"

Ben and May both smiled sadly. Then there was a pause, and you looked down at the ground.

"Thanks for letting me look after Peter, by the way. I know it can't have been easy letting a stranger into your lives and trusting me with your nephew, but you did. I was vulnerable back then and I guess part of me still is with everything that's happening, but your family was the best gift I ever got. I'm just a normal person with you, and that's a feeling I love."

By the end of the dedication, May could feel tears brimming her eyes. She turned to her husband and leaned into his embrace as Ben watched the rest of the video sadly. Pepper, Rhodey, and Happy watched the Parkers both with curiosity and gratitude. They had each missed you dearly but knowing you were so looked after by loving people was a kind of solace for them.

Tony couldn't say the same. He was also grateful, that much was true, but he couldn't help but feel jealous. He was supposed to protect you, you weren't supposed to be forced into the care of strangers. Still, he was hoping he could talk to them after everything to see if they could help him understand what you were like.

"Now comes the real tear-jerker." You spoke up again, drawing everyone's attention back to the video. "Pepper, Happy, Rhodey... And Dad. I have so much to say but no one to hear it and that's the worst part of all this hiding. Still, talking to a camera is easy compared to everything else, I gotta admit. It's been so many years now... Six, I think? I've lost count. The days all sort of merge into one eventually. But the least you deserve to know is that I never stopped missing everyone. Every day I thought about you and what could happen if I came back. I just... I never found the will to make it happen."

You looked up again and your eyes sparkled with emotion. You spoke so softly that your voice was almost incomprehensible.

"Uncle Rhodey... You were my best friend growing up. You and Mama Rhodes were just... Amazing. Incredible. Thanks for looking out for me, from dropping me off on the first day of school and picking me up on the last, even though you had all those military duties going on. You're a good guy, and you deserve something pretty damn awesome for everything you did. So I'm leaving you my car."

You finally managed another smile.

"I hope it's still around when I'm gone, anyway. I don't know if it'll survive and I guess that would make this pretty disappointing, huh? But no, it's a good car. Reliable. I've got faith it's still going strong. Agent Coulson actually gave it to me on my 18th birthday. Look after it, alright? And, spoilers, it can fly." You dramatically paused, grinning a little. "Was that gasps of awe I just heard? It's true, though. Trust me on that. So, yeah, pretty cool. Thanks for everything, Rhodey."

Tony and Pepper shared a look. Not only were you a celebrated engineer and SHIELD confidant, you also had a flying car? What else had happened while you were on the run?

Rhodey was trying his hardest not to let tears fall. He couldn't speak, and, even if it was just a recording, he nodded to the screen in promise to look after the car.

"Happy, you're next." You then said, jokingly adding a haunting tone to your voice. "Although you were there for my dad, you also never wavered from protecting me too. Thanks for that. When my dad was busy with work stuff or other people couldn't make it, you looked after me. I also want to say thanks for not telling anyone about my hospital visit. It's okay now because everyone knows the truth, but you made good on the promise and I appreciate it. So don't beat yourself up or think my death is your fault in any way because I swear it isn't."

Your smile slowly dropped and you became more serious.

"Keep on living, Happy. Protect my dad, protect Pepper, and look out for yourself as well, okay? That's important. Don't retire, though. I can totally imagine you still kicking ass when you're one hundred. Maybe find a girlfriend, though. You're my family and I want you happy, just like your name. Promise me that." Happy looked down at his hands, thinking on your words carefully. Was it okay to feel relief that you really didn't blame him for anything? Was it okay to feel some margin of peace knowing you could never feel animosity towards him for keeping quiet? He did crack a smile thinking about how you wanted him to get a girlfriend, though.

"Pepper." You said, moving on. "I don't have words. I miss you so much. So much. Whether you intended it or not, you were the mom I never got. You looked after me like one and I'll never forget it. I think that when I get sad I'm reminded of our happiest moments, like you comforting me after I saw my first sad movie, or you putting up my first A+ grade on the wall. I'm proud that you're CEO now, and that you've got a good relationship going with my dad. I'm rooting for you."

There was a pause.

"I'm gonna leave my apartment to you." You explained. "I've lived there for years now, and it's got a ton of memories that I don't want being lost. I've known you my entire life and I think you're the only one who's going to keep it homey and clean. You and Dad can go there for days off or something, I don't know. You can spend time with Ben and May and Peter if you like, I'm sure you'll like each other. As for the furniture and clothes and stuff, you can donate it all or keep some or whatever you like. I trust you to do what you think is right. Thanks again for being the mom I always wanted."

Pepper closed her eyes, being the only one unafraid to show her tears. She held Tony's hand as she cried and did the same as Rhodey, nodding to the laptop screen as if you were really there. Even if she had all the money in the world and all the material objects she wished for, she would never turn down that apartment. She would look after it with everything she had.

You took a long breath and Tony knew it was now his turn. He wasn't prepared at all and squeezed Pepper's hand for both preparation and comfort.

"Dad." You said.

Your own voice trembled.

"We didn't get the best start, I know. Whether you were too busy or I was too much, I'm not sure. But I'm older and... Sort of mature enough to think better of it all. I grew up angry and alone despite having everyone I needed right there in front of me. I could see everyone, but I was still blind to it. That's on me." You paused to take a shaky breath. "I wish I was different. Maybe we could've got a better start if I tried harder or tried less to get your attention? I don't know. Maybe nothing would change at all."

You sighed.

"Still, I hope I can see you again without the fear of being killed or losing you. There's been times where I've seen you, you know? On the streets, on the news, times where all it took was a reach and we could meet each other again. But I was scared. I've left something for everyone, and now it's your turn. I hope it's a good one. For one, you get my apartment with Pepper."

Tony nodded once to himself, glad but also sad that he was included at least. Even after your last goodbye, he couldn't help thinking you still hated him. Yet knowing you loved him throughout it all hurt, too.

"You also get something else." You added. "Before I lived in the apartment, I had somewhere else that I called home. Even after I joined SHIELD and moved into the city, I kept the place as my own vacation hole. I'm leaving this place to you and the Avengers. It's big enough to serve as a base or just an intelligence building or whatever you want to do with it. Fury and Hill know about it. If they're still around, they'll show you I hope. Keep an eye on it."

You gave them all one final pause.

- Fury was pissed that the married/dad billionaire/ironman was late. Like twenty minutes late

-the team on the other hand were calm and distracted in using their phones or having a conversation with one of their team member

-When tony came, he was pushing a baby stroller and carrying a happy yet distracted morgan, playing with her toy while getting with a baby carrier.

-Wanda and Natasha awe at how cute morgan is and wearing such adorable clothes and a small bow.

-Steve and bruce gave tony an approval smile, knowing he is a great dad.

-Thor wasn’t there this time since he has meeting in new Asguard since he is king

-Vision couldn’t come since he has two babysit two certain boys.

-Sam, Scott, and clint couldn’t help but take a few pics at the two and post them on twitter.

-NIck fury on the other hand gave him a “your late and why did you bring your kid” glare.

- ”Well my beautiful young wife needed a break and she was slightly hesitant to ask me. So as an amazing husband and a dad that I am, I volunteer to look after my own princess, Besides, she wants to spend time with her Grandpa Nicky”

-So in the end, tony won, and morgan stayed with her dad during the whole avengers meeting.

-it was more like a distraction than a meeting since the team is looking at morgan is playing with her toys, drawing on the blank paper, and making sounds.

In the year of 1920 BC in Thebes, the City of the living where the slaves are building the statues. The people talking to one another and the children, playing and the dogs barking.

The City where some shield bodyguards were standing guard, kneeling down before their Pharaoh, who was riding on his chariot. The city where it is the crown jewel of Yinsen Seti the first.

The city was also a Home Of Thanos, Pharoah’s high priest ...Keeper of the dead. The city was the Birthplace of Hela, Pharoah’s mistress.

No other man was allowed to touch her. However Hela had an affair with the high priest, Thanos and for their love, they are willing to risk life itself.

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“Who touched you?” Pharaoh Yinsen seti growled, pinpointing at his mistress Gold paint that was smeared off from her shoulder. When Hela looked at her on her shoulder in slight surprise, she looked at someone behind Pharoah yinsen Seti.

The Pharoah Yinsen turned behind and was surprised that it was Thanos. Thanos grabs the sword from him. “Thanos! My priest!” Pharoah Yinsen was in shock that his priest touched his mistress.

Then before he knew it, he groaned and screamed in pain when Hela stabbed deeply him in the back with a dagger then Thanos slashed him with the sword.

The priests looked from the curtains as they saw the shadows of Hela and Thanos repeatedly killing the Pharaoh, who was screaming in pain.

Then the locked door of the room began to push and voices were started to be heard from the other side causing the priest to run at the same time, Thanos and Hela stopped killing the dead Pharoah yinsen set.

“Pharaoh’s bodyguard” Thanos fearlessly said before Hela looked at him worriedly.

“You must go! Save yourself!” Hela exclaimed.

“No” Thanos replied calmly, swaying his head.

“Only you can resurrect me!” Hela exclaimed added, wanting her lover to go without her. Thanos looked at her in shock before the Shield warriors were able to barge through the door, marching to their Pharaoh while holding their hook weapon.

“I won’t leave you! Get away from me” Thanos exclaimed at the same time ordered his priests, who were pulling him away from her so they could escape from the other side of the curtain.

As Thanos was about to escape with his priest, he looked at his lover. “You shall live again! I will resurrect you!” He exclaimed promised.

By the time Thanos left, Hela turned around to see Shield warriors came in and shockingly saw their Pharaoh murdered.

“My body is no longer in his temple” Hela fearlessly stated with a smirk as she raised up her arms, holding up the dagger in her hands. Meanwhile, not far from her, Thanos looked away when his lover’s stabbed herself in the stomach.

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After their death, Hela’s soul was sent to the dark underworld, her vital organs removed and placed in five sacred canopic Jars. To resurrect her, Thanos and his priest broke into her cript and stole her body and the jars then took her corpse to Humanatra...the city of the dead.

An ancient burial grounds of the sons of Pharaoh's and resting place for the wealth of Egypt. For Hela...his love, he angered the gods by going deep to the city where he took the black book of the dead from its unholy resting place.

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Thanos was reading the spells from the book of the dead with Hela’s corpse laying on a table in front of him while his priests were bowing and chanting. Then hela’s soul came out from a black pool and flew to her corpse.

When it finally came inside her, Hela gasped with widened eyes, alive and shivering before Thanos took out a knife and was about to stab her. However, Thanos was stopped and grabbed by Pharoah yinsen Seti’s bodyguards while the others pointing their weapons at the priest so they won’t escape.

The shield warriors had followed Thanos from Thebes and stop him before the ritual could be completed. Thanos was in shock as his eyes looked down at Hela's soul has been released from her own corpse.

He, his priest, and the pharaoh's bodyguards looked at the apparition, shrieking as it was going back to the black pool. “NO!” Thanos’s screamed as he failed his mission to bring back his lover back.

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After the shield warriors intervened Thanos’s plans, his priests were condemned to be mummified alive. As for Thanos, he was condemned to endure the hom-dai, the worst of all ancient curses. One so horrible, it had never before been bestowed.

Thanos was buried alive with flesh-eating scarab beetles and was remained away inside his sarcophagus, the dead for all eternity at the foot of a statue of Egyptian God Anubis.