Why is the song (Fuck A) Silver Lining by Panic! So addicting yet so bad. It's so beautifully composed and the different layers of Brendon's voice is so well done it's insane. Yes, I am a music freak, but it really is. This is Gospel has wonderful layering as well. Especially how they did the extra chorus. So wonderful. Panic! is definitely my favourite band.

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Peter and I sit on the rooftop. This turned from a surprise to the worst news possible.

Peter and I had to be separated schools.

Tony wanted to move us both, knowing it was better to keep us together. But May didn't know if Peter could make that kind of rebound. Of course, May didn't know the real details, only that we were being bullied for dumb reasons.

Rain started to trickle from the sky. Gradually getting harsher as time went by. I only stared up at the sky, watching the tiny drops come down. Landing on my face, in my hair, on my clothes.

I look at Peter, who's face has collected rain. And he was crying ever so quietly.

"We've never not been together, have we?" he asks, his voice low so it didn't crack.

"No, we've always been together, ever since we were little. August 27th." I say.

"Happy thirteen years," Peter says quietly, leaning over and placing a kiss on my lips.

I rest my head on his shoulder, and he reaches his arm around me.

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Tony's POV
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(I have those copy pasted for easy use. Lmao)

I look at the two teenagers sitting on the roof. I feel bad splitting them up, but Bea isn't safe there if people think that she's abused by me. It'll ruin my reputation and she'll be taken away, regardless.

Next week, she'll be relocated to New York's High School. It's a private school, but I made sure there were know uniforms. Her one request.

Private schools, I hope, will limit the damage done if something happens. Sure, they'll know about her being my daughter but unless something pops up.

We'll be fine this way.

This is for the better.

I watch as the two share a kiss and Bea rests her head on Peter's shoulder.

Peter had told me many times how he'd never known about anything going on in her head.

Hell, I've rarely seen the girl cry. He's probably seen that a lot.

Bea puts up a wall, at least that's my theory. I think she thinks she has a lot of support if she'd give us a chance, but I don't see that happening. The only one she's confided in is Peter and Steve.

Steve refuses to tell me anything, saying "she told me not to tell anyone, and I promised I wouldn't."

Damn you, Spangles.

I'll get it out of her one day, I'm sure. I just have to be patient.

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"I haven't seen Bea since that day after everything ended. Is she okay?" Steve asks me. He had just come back from a mission that had taken a couple days.

"She is fine." I reply, sort of distracted by what I was doing.

"What did you do, Stark?" he interrogates.

"I had to move her schools."

"Why?"

"She was being discriminated and bullied and I didn't want her to go through that."

"Tony she's been bullied her whole life. Inside and out of school." Steve says, immediately slapping a hand over his mouth, but he let is slide down. "There has to be another reason. Surely you knew that."

"I didn't. But they're also saying that I'm abusing her." I add the last part a little quietly. Steve and I never saw eye-to-eye, but I think we both know this obviously cannot be good.

"If that continues," Steve says

"She'll be taken away from me and put into foster care." I finish.

"Where is she now?"

"You don't wanna see. She's with Peter, but they're having a hard time right now." I say, "She's pretty shaken up. I don't know if she's mad at me."

Steve nods, "I'll wait until she's ready to be around other people then."

"She really does love Peter. They've got that going for each other. And it's not like they won't see eachother all the time. They are inseparable."

"Yet you managed to separate them."

Steve walks away, leaving me to think about his comment.

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Bea's POV
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May texted Peter, telling him it was time to go home. I now walk the halls of the Avengers Facility. It began to sink in that we'd never get to see each other walking in the halls, or sit next to each other in physics and make jokes.

I smile, remembering those.

I'm not mad at Tony. I know why he's doing it. He just wants to keep us safe, and keep us whole. The last thing I need is to be separated from them.

"Bea?" I turn around at the sound of my name.

"Steve, hey." I mumble. Tears threatened my eyes.

"You can walk now?" he asks

"Oh, yeah I guess you haven't been here for that." I say, "Tony made me an artificial leg thing. A cast made of nanobots I guess."

"That's great, um. I heard about your situation." he says.

Tears threatened harder, but I suppress them.

"Yeah. It's rough I guess. It's not like we won't see each other. We're practically inseparable." I comment.

"Tony said the same thing. Why didn't you fight back?"

"How am I going go fight back? I don't want to be separated from you guys if people start to believe Tony hurts me."

"But you can deny it?"

"No one can prove anything. If I deny it what do people want to believe? And even if they don't believe it, we'll have a broken reputation."

"So it's political sacrifice?" he asks.

"It appears so. I can't do that Tony. He doesn't deserve to suffer because of me."

"This is a really bold move, I'm proud of you."

"Thank you, Steve." I say sadly

"Remember, our little talks aren't limited to Clint's back yard."

I stifle a laugh, "I know. If I ever want to talk about stuff, you'll be my first target, okay?"

"Sounds nice."

Possibly the hardest one to write. I wanted to stop it at Tony's POV but I'm like "no make it to 1000 and I did and now I'm satisfied with myself. Yay Danielle! 10/10 would do again.

-Danielle