Description: It's Peter's 17th birthday and he's spending it with his family. Except for his older sister Dylan who is serving the the military. But Peter gets one present that will be the best of them all.

A/N: I had to. I'm obsessed with military reunions.

Words: 831 (short and sweet)

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Peter Stark-Rogers smiled at the group around him. His family surrounded him on his birthday just showing him so much love and affection.

Although Peter never really cared about gifts, he's not afraid to admit that he got some good ones.

A vintage comic collection from his pops, Steve.

A pair of high tech sunglasses from his dad, Tony.

Some boxing gloves from Clint (since Peter found a love for the sport).

An awesome new bag from Bucky and Sam.

A knife from Loki (much to his parents dislike).

Some Asgardian robes from Thor.

An advanced chemistry set from Bruce.

A kimono bead bracelet from Shuri and T'Challa.

A book on magic from Dr. Strange.

Peter's sister dog tags from Pietro (Dylan's husband).

A really cool leather jacket from Wanda and Vision.

A freaking motorcycle from Natasha.

A drawing from Cassie, Scott, and Hope.

A blaster from the guardians.

A new art kit and sketch book from Pepper and Happy.

A promised lesson on how to fly a jet from Carol and Rhodey.

Now that just left Peter with an envelope in his hands that he is yet to open. Frankly Peter's just trying to work up the courage to do so.

"Who's that from Peter?" Tony asked smiling lightly at his son.

"Dylan. I think that it's a letter but I'm scared of what it might say" Peter replied toying with the edge of the packaging.

"Hey. She promised that she'd come home. Just open it" Steve assured his son resting an arm over his shoulders.

Peter took a deep breath before ripping open the top and peaking inside. Peter was quick to pull out the smaller paper and let a large grin appear on his face when he found that it was a picture of his sister.

The other piece of paper was a letter that was written in his sister neat handwriting. It is quite short but Peter knew that she wouldn't have much time.

"Dear my amazing baby brother,

Happy 17th ma dude. I'm so proud of the strong young man you've become. I remember being able to hold you as a baby and knowing that you would do great things. I'm sorry that I couldn't be there for you. But you're always on my mind no matter what I do. I know one day I'll be coming home to see you soon. I'd give anything just to make you happy. You make me feel old. I'm only 25 like come on Peter stop getting older. There should be one small picture tucked in the bottom. You're the first person to see so don't shout too loud.

Your fantabulous sister,

Dylan

PS: tell Pietro to stop taking the quintet to come and see me. He knows he's not allowed on the battlefield. He'll understand what I mean"

Peter looked up at Pietro who was bright red and fidgeting slightly clearly from the fact that he had so much attention on him.

"Thats where you've been going?" Wanda questioned her brother who just looked down.

"You all know I can't handle the fact that she's been gone for nine months" Pietro defended himself pouting slightly.

Peter chucked quietly before looking back inside and finding the small picture. Slowly he pulled the picture out before unfolding it and gasping loudly at what he saw.

"What is it Peter?" Clint asked leaning forward in his seat.

Peter had slapped his hand over his mouth before showing the picture to the room.

"Two months" was the little caption at the bottom.

"OH MY GOD!" Steve yelled loudly not expecting that.

Suddenly the elevator opened making everyone look over. Peter couldn't even contain his excitement as the person slowly stepped out of the elevator.

"DYLAN!" Peter screamed running over to his sister and pulling her into his arms.

"Hey buddy. Happy birthday" Dylan mumbled running a hand through Peter's hair as he sobbed loudly into her shoulder.

"I missed you so much" Peter cried leaning back to look right into his sisters eyes.

"I missed you too buddy. But somebody got me sent home because he got my pregnant" Dylan joked playfully glaring at Pietro who had a large smile on his face.

"It's true? I'm gonna be a dad?" Pietro wheezed out as he practically couldn't get up.

"I'm gonna be an uncle?" Peter hiccuped trying to wipe his tears away while still holding his sister as close as he could.

"Oh Stevie I'm gonna faint. I'm not ready to be a grandpa" Tony breathed out holding a hand over his arc reactor.

"Now I'm not going to be leaving for a pretty long time so y'all better get used to having me around again" Dylan chuckled ruffling Peter's hair and planting a kiss on his head.

"I wouldn't have it any other way" Peter whispered smiling happily.

Quickly everyone started to gather around as the excitement grew and grew. But Peter could only say one thing.

"Best. Birthday. Ever!"