Requested by: TatianaParker1120

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       OH BOY WAS the first thing you thought when you had laid your eyes on Peter Parker. His dorky, geeky personality had stolen your heart in a blink of an eye. Not to sound cliche or anything, but it was the entire truth. Of course you being you, decided not tell your father or anybody else of that matter. 

Your Uncle Tony had thought that you needed to go out into the world and see what it looked like at first hand. Your father agreed, despite Aunt Natasha's opposition who thought you will be better inside the tower out of arms way. So, Tony signed you up to go to a real life high school: Midtown High School. 

You were more than nervous on your first day, and always tried to keep away from any commotion. Or at least that was what you tried to do until you saw a tall boy threatening a younger one. You walked closer to the scene, watching as the school bully took the younger kid by the collar and slammed him to the lockers. 

You put your books to the floor next to you. Before you could step in, another boy had taken a spot in front of the victim and was defending him. "Back off Parker." The bully told the boy. You looked at the well looking boy who was defending the young boy. 

"You back up Flash." Peter told Flash. Flash tried to push him but he moved swiftly out of the way. He then suddenly was in the arms of two of Flash's friends. You sighed, watching how Flash took a hold of the young boy's shirt and pulled him back again. 

"You better back off. I can't stand bullies." You told him, pulling Flash from the back of his shirt. He was not expecting it, so of course he fell backwards, away from his victim. "Go." You told the young boy before watching him to see him away. 

"Or what?" Flash said to you. 

You shrugged, crossing your arms over your chest. You send a small mocking smile to him. "You will learn." Flash told you, raising his fist but he did not let it go. 

One of his friends let go of Peter and walked to you. He pushed you. You sighed, watching as he drew his arm back to hit you. You swiftly avoided the punch before letting your own fist collide with his face. You honestly prefer not resourcing to force to solve a problem, but sometimes you needed it. 

On that moment you took Peter's breath away. He was not expecting you to do that. Hell, he was very amused when he saw Flash's panicked face. 

The boy had to lean the lockers for support. "Are we done?" You asked the boy. The boy who could not let go of his ego, drew his hand back to fight you again. You sighed, giving him another punch before punching him across the hall. "I don't like bullies." You told them. One of his friends, tried to do the same but you punched him with ease. You looked at Flash and the other two goons. 

The two of them scrabbled away. You thought it was because it was out of fear, turns out it was not because of it. Instead it was because of the teacher standing behind you. You gave one look at Peter, but it soon ended when you saw the teacher coming into your line of sight. 

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You sighed as you walked out of detention. "You know, I really will like to know how you learn how to punch like that." A voice said from next to the door. You looked to your right, seeing Peter next to the lockers. He walked closer to, handling some of the books that you have forgotten to the floor.  

You gave him a shy smile. "Oh, these are yours." Peter said, handling them to you. You smiled widely. 

"Thank you." You answered. "My father taught me." You answered. Peter smiled and nodded. "Who are you?" You asked. 

"Yes! I'm Pe-peter. Peter Parker. Peter works." Peter told you. You giggled at the sight of the adorable boy. 

"I'm y/n. It was lovely to meet you." You said, taking your hand out for him to shake. He smiled, shaking your hand. You phone beeped loudly, signaling the call from your father. You took out your phone seeing your father's picture. "I have to go." You told him. 

"I'm going too. I mean...not like with you...but that way too." Peter said. You nodded at him. 

"I wouldn't mind your company." You answered, as you started walking. You stopped a few steps away, looking at him from over his shoulder. "Are you coming Peter?" You asked before giving him the best smile. Peter smiled goofily before following you. He walked until you reach the exit. "I will see you around." You told him before giving a small wave. 

Peter watched you until he saw you had stepped into the motorcycle waiting for you. You put on the helmet that your father had handled you before the two took off. 

"So, detention? On the first day? A fist fight as well? How did you do it?" Your father asked you. 

"Well, you know I hate bullies." You answered with a small smile. 

"Did you punch hard?" He asked in return, having a small smile himself. 

"Just like you taught me." You answered. 

"Good." He said before he chuckled. 

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It was safe to say that since that day, Peter had been your friend. You got to know him better than anyone and that led you to fall quickly head over heels for him. Little did you know that he had fallen in love with you as well. 

You sat quietly outside the Avenger's mansion, waiting for Peter to show up. He said he had planned a surprise for you. You silently hoped he hadn't forgotten; and thankfully he had not. 

You saw the tall brunette running across the street, almost getting hit by a cab. You held your breath for a second, when you saw him not getting hit. He stopped running once he was in front of you. 

"You got to be more careful Peter." You told him with a sour look. The boy just smiled in return, and handed you the half broken flowers he had been carrying to you. Your sighed, looking at the flowers. You took them with ease, giving a shy look to Peter. "Thank you. But you got to be more careful-" You got to say before he cut you off. 

"Go out with me." He said too quickly for you to hear. He saw your confusion, and took deep breath. "Go. Out. With. Me. Please." He said to you. 

Your eyes were wide open when you heard those words. "Okay." You mumbled while your smile turned bigger. 

"Really?" Peter asked shocked. He recovered quickly though. You let out a small laugh, nodding at him to give him his answer. 

However, this was short lived when her phone rang badly. You tried to ignore it, but just as you were about stop the next ring a car pulled up in front of her. Peter looked at it, standing in front of you to protect you. 

The window rolled down. "niece deary, you have to come. There is an emergency." You heard your uncle Sam Wilson said from the car. "Hey, move boy. I can't see my niece." He said to Peter. Nayara frowned stepping aside so that Sam could see her. 

"Is it dad?" You asked unsure. 

"It's Peggy." Sam said to you. You sighed, opening the door to the car. 

"I am sorry, I have to go. I can't....I will come back though. Then we can have our date, because I really wouldn't want to miss it." You said to him. Peter nodded at you, sending an understanding look. You smiled before getting a little of courage before leaning down to kiss him on the lips. Peter froze. When you pulled away, Peter was quick to pull you back to a quick passionate kiss. 

When the two of you pulled away, you smile had widen. You gave Peter one last wink before entering to the car, ignored the shocked face of your uncle. You could not stop the smile that was blossoming in your face. 

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Of course, seemed to take a drastic turn ever since Peggy's funeral. You wanted to be there for your father; but things turned out not as expected. You were unaware about the 'Sokovia Accords', because your father wanted to keep it away from seeing as if it were better for you to focus on your school. However, when you saw the news that there had been an attack on the convention who were blaming at your father's best friend, you did not know what to do. 

Your father had decided to stay behind when he and Sam decided to go and find your father's best friend Sam Wilson. You stayed behind, deciding that it would have been better to stay back from the action. You could not have been able to compete against a super soldier and an assassin. 

It was the moment when you saw your father's face, after he had ran away from the detention center after the Winter Soldier went mad, that you knew things were going to get worst. He send regretful look to you. You just smiled back and entered the small car he was driving. 

The trip was silent mostly, except for the buzzing sound of your phone which were caused by Tony's calls. You looked at the parking lot in the airport. "What are we doing here?" You asked your father. 

"We need to help Bucky." Steve told her. "I...never wanted this for you. For you to pick sides." Steve said to you. 

"What are you talking about?" You asked Steve.  

"Tony is going to stop me from helping Buck. I didn't sign the accords, nor did I let the police take Bucky. We are criminals now." Steve told you. You looked at your father unsure as he parked the car. "You can either walk away, or stay. But we need extra hands." He said to you. 

You took out your seat belt and reached out to hug your father. "We are family. We stick with each other." You told him, smiling at him. You looked turned around, jumping slightly at the face on the door. "Is that him?" You whispered to your father. 

Bucky opened the door for you. "Step off, you are scaring the child." You heard Sam yell at Bucky. Bucky growled at him before stepping away, looking down at the floor. You stepped out of the car. 

"So your are my dad's best friend, Buck. It's good to see you. I don't think we have met. Y/N Rogers." You answered, taking out your hand. You waited for him to shake it and he did. "He has a metal arm! That's cool." You said with excitement when you saw the metal hand he used to shake yours. 

Bucky looked up to you frowning. "I bet you can punch somebody with that and knock them out. Do gadgets come out of it as well?" You asked him. Sam let out a small chuckle. 

"She is not a robot, kid." Sam said. You sighed, accepting the small smile that Bucky was giving you. 

"Well, so when do we start?" You asked your father, smiling at him. 

"She is defiantly your kid, Steve." Bucky answered, smiling at him friend. 

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You looked from your hide out place at your father who was chatting with Tony. You sighed, looking at who Tony had bought. "I am sorry." Bucky said to you. 

"For what?" You asked him.

"For everything. You shouldn't be here, kid." He said to you. 

You shrugged at him. "It's a good story to tell my kids." You replied before turning to attention to the scene at hand. When you turned you saw your father's shield taken out of his grasp by a web. You frowned seeing a boy dressed up in red and blue tights holding your dad's shield. 

You ignored the voice of the unknown hero as you silently made your way around him. You  silently jumped behind on the car before kicking him behind his legs and pushing him off the car he was sitting on. You caught the shield in your hands as he fell down. 

You smiled widely as you threw the shield back to your father. "Ow, that was mean." the hero said to you. That made you stop. 

You frowned, looking at the hero with wide eyes. "Pete?" You whispered, recognizing the voice. The eyes on the mask widen too. 

"You bought my own damn niece to fight me." You heard Tony yelled at your father. "Now it's personal." He told him. "Hon, come on. Take a nice plane back to New York." Tony told you. 

"Honestly, why war? Why not a karaoke battle? You loves those, uncle Tony." You told him. However, before you could say anything else, you were thrown out of the car the top of the car.

You fell backwards, groaning when your back collide with the floor. You looked at the man with sharp claws that he was aiming at your face. "Come one kitty cat, I haven't even done anything you!" You snapped at the man. 

You kicked him away before standing up. The masked unknown boy jumped in front of you. "I will...umm...deal with her." Peter said to Black Panther. You noticed that moment to ran away. When Peter turned around, he saw you had escaped. 

He sighed, running away after you. You entered inside the airport, trying to find a good place to hide. However, you couldn't run much more because something hit the back of you. Before you could look you felt yourself being pulled into strong arms. You elbowed the person where the sun did not shine, before turning around and kicking him on the chest. 

You saw the unknown hero fall a few steps away from your as he tried to raise a peaceful hand. "What do you want spider?" You asked him. 

"It's actually spider-man." He corrected you. You frowned, hearing the voice you knew too well. You walked closer to him before swiftly pulling his mask away. He took it out of your grasp quickly. "Y/N you don't understand." He told her. 

"I can't fight you." You told him, frowning at him. 

"It is good to say neither can I." He answered to you. You smiled at him before pulling him to a hug. "Tony told me that-" He started, but was cut off by someone pushing him off you. Peter avoided a metal arm that was aimed at his face. He then took it, and held it off while looking at in awe. "Is that a metal arm? That's cool!" He exclaimed. 

"I said the same thing." You told Peter. However, it soon ended when you heard the sound of your father's voice on the ear comm. 

"Need a little help here." Your heard your father say. You sighed, running back outside, seeing him struggle to avoid Tony's blast off. You ran to the shield that he dropped before throwing it back to him. However, the accomplishment was short lived. A set of claws collided with the side of your chest before you were pushed off. 

You felt something hard hit you in the chest. You felt backwards, suddenly feeling a sizzling pain in your stomach. You looked down to see the shirt starting to stain. You groaned, putting pressure on it. You looked around, seeing your father getting reading to leave with Bucky until he stopped. His breath got caught in his throat when he saw you. His eyes quickly falling on the stains that had appeared in your suit. 

"Stop." You told him through you ear piece. "Just go. I will be fine." You whispered as you tried to contain the tears. 

"Y/N has been hit." You heard Sam said from above before he swore loudly. "I got her. Just get Barnes to the jet." You heard Clint said before seeing him run over. 

"But-" You heard your father say. 

"If you don't go, you wouldn't get a chance to see me again. You will loose me and your friend. At least if you go you got a chance to see me later on. I will be fine. I'm Cap's daughter." You told your father, knowing that he could not leave you behind. "Please dad. Do that for me." You whispered. Steve looked at your look and knew you were right. He sighed, walking away. With every step he took, he felt his body grow heavier just like his heart. 

Peter dropped next to you, looking down at the blood. "Mr.Stark, I need your help." Peter said in a hurry. He knelt down beside you. He shot the spider webs to your wound, trying to contain the bleeding. 

"I might need a rain check on that date." You told him, trying to ease his worries. 

Tony sighed. "FRIDAY, block all the communication except Peter's." Tony said, trying to avoid the giant hand from Ant Man. "Peter take her away from here." Tony told him. "Take her away, and wait until I come. Don't tell the authorities about her or anybody else. Just leave. That's an order." Tony told him. 

Peter sighed, nodding. He took you in his arm before using his webs to swing out of there. Clint sighed watching as Spiderman took you away. 

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You sat alone in the quiet dark room, looking at the phone your father had left. He had not called, which she knew it was because he was on the run but it still sting a little. You dried the tears that were starting to appear. 

You jumped when you heard a knock on the door. You walked to it, opening it slightly to see not Tony Stark but Peter. "I heard you were doing better and you got your stitches out." Peter said, giving him a slight smile. 

You sniffed, nodding at him. "Can...I..hug you?" Peter asked you and you nodded. Once you felt his arms wrap around you, you felt new tear appear to your face. You pulled him tighter. "It's okay. It's okay. Everything will be okay." Peter whispered to you as he brushed your hair trying to calm you. 

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A/N: I know the one-shot was kind of long, but I hope it was what you were looking for. Thank you for requesting.