AUTHORS NOTE: y/n is actually the great granddaughter  of the unnamed deceased sibling of Steve Rogers. He actually has unnamed deceased sibling in the comics but just to like explain that y/n ISNT Sharon carter or whatever idk. Anyways, I hope y'all like this second part!! Sorry for the hiatus! Stay healthy and wash y'all hands!! Love you!
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Peter and I continued to talk about who's the best Star Wars character.
"Nope!" I shook my head furiously. I tried not to think about how close we were to our descent off the plane, I think I really like him. "It's Han, HANs down."
I giggled at my terrible joke which Peter rolled his eyes at. His gaze softened as I snorted a bit and laughed along. The way he looked at me reminded me of this morning when I woke up on his shoulder. He blushed softly and I felt my cheeks burn as well in that moment.
"It's Luke." Peter said firmly before tsking with his tongue. "Wait, Anakin. Wait, Leia. Wait, it's Ha-"
"You were about to say Han."
"Shaddup."
"I'm right. It's Han."
"You know what? It's undecided." Peter firmly stated. "They're amazing. Except Emperor Palatine."
"Damn right." I nodded in agreement. "Wanna hangout when you get back to New York? You can show me around since, I'm new and all."
             "Yeah. I'd like that." Peter smiled softly. I feel the plane slowly descend, my stomach dropping with it in sadness.
What if we don't see each other again?
        "Pinky promise?" I hold my pinky up to him.
           I know it's descending closer to the ground. Lower, lower, lower... touchdown.
           "Promise." Peter smiles and wraps his pinky around mine.
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       Peter waves goodbye to me as he walks away to baggage claim after his passport is checked with the man named Happy. A peculiar name really. He seemed to be a fairly grumpy person.
        The disinterested woman scanned and thoroughly checked my passport. Afterwards, I made my way to baggage claim through the busy airport with a trolley that I put my carry on suitcase on. Seeing Peter pick up his luggage brought a smile to my face as my blue suitcase was next to him.
          "Hey," I greeted him and went to grab my blue suitcase.
         "Hey!" Peter returned my greeting with a smile, he blushed lightly. "Is someone going to pick you up? Can I wait with you until I have to go?"
            His question melted my heart a bit.
           "I don't want to say goodbye just yet." Peter scratched the back of his neck embarrassed at his confession.
              Okay, now my heart is a full on liquid.
                "Me too." I felt the corners of my lips tilt into a smile.
                 "Hey, Kid," Happy walked behind Peter and whispered in his ear. Probably telling him to go.
                  "Yeah, just a second," Peter replied as Happy took his luggage from his hands giving me a small smile. "So, I gotta go."
               "I guess this is goodbye then."
               "Just for now." Peter softly grinned
                "Yeah," I nodded feeling silly that I wanted to cry. It felt odd in the airport waiting to be picked up and having to say goodbye to the only person I knew. "Just for now."
               Peter waved goodbye and walked away with Happy into the crowd but turning his head to smile at me.
I felt my phone buzz in my pocket and opened it to see a message.
PETER: See? That wasn't that long.
           I grinned replied to his message.
Y/N: is it dumb that I miss talking with you already?
PETER: I miss you too.
PETER: I mean talking with you but yeah, I miss you.
Y/N: don't worry, I feel the same. So, favorite Stars Wars Movie and why?
I walked with my trolley to the drop off area hoping that he would find me.
            "Y/n." I turn to see Steve Rogers, his appearance is slightly covered by his sunglasses and baseball cap. I would've recognized him in a instant, after all we were family. His only family actually.
            He grabbed my suitcases off the trolley with ease and walked through the crowd. I caught up with his long strides.
           "Yeah, your great grandniece is doing just fine thanks for asking." I joked lightly and Steve sighed.
           "I'm sorry, things are... stressful."
             "I was joking, I know. I'm here to help." Steve smiled gratefully putting your suitcases in the trunk of the beat up car. "Where did you get this car?"
            "I'm temporarily borrowing it."
             "So, you stole it. Wow, I never thought I would see the great captain America stealing a car."
              "It's not stealing, it's borrowing."
                 "It's totally stealing."
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           I sat in the car digging through my bag for the rest of my suit. I changed in public restroom in a gas station we stopped at. It was disgusting and small. I tightened my black leather gloves and adjusted my mask. I remember the day, I got this suit. Natasha gave to me. I shook my head trying to think about something else and not about having to fight my close friend.
         I tried not to think about fighting her. I tried not to think about how they found me when I was on the run from Hydra. How Steve was crying in disbelief of having family and how they tortured me. How they tried to turn me into a weapon with a serum similar to Steve's. How Natasha told me to choose to use what they made me into for good.
      Then, I thought of how Bucky could've been tortured by Hydra. Bucky didn't deserve that or anything of this.
       I gathered my hair into a high ponytail so I wouldn't have to fight with my hair in my face, I left the car.
       Clint shook hands with Steve, who thanked him, Wanda stood behind Clint and said something to him. Her eyes caught mine and she gave me a small smile.
         I turned around to see Bucky and Sam standing by each other. They rode in a separate car. I caught Bucky's eyes and walked over to him.
        "Hey, it's mini Rogers right?" He greeted me, Sam heard him kept in a laugh.
          "I prefer, y/n."  Bucky smiled slightly and nodded. "We'll get Zemo, I promise. You are not what Hydra made you to be, trust me."
           Suddenly, an alarm went off and everyone looked at each other.
         "They're evacuating the airport." Bucky stated to Steve.
          "Stark." Sam said in realization and Steve visibly tensed.
          "Stark?" The man, Scott I think his name was, asked in confusion.
          "Suit up." Steve told Wanda, Tic Tac (or Scott) and Hawkeye.
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          I stood on Steve's left side as He tried to explain to Tony that it was the psychiatrist. Trying to stop him.
         "I can't let the doctor find him first, Tony." Steve pleaded to his friend.
          "Steve," Nat's voice cleared the air, I turned around feeling devastated about having to fight. "You know, what's about to happen. Do you really wanna punch your way out of this one?" 
         Steve turned back to face Tony stubbornly, Natasha's eyes landed on me pleadingly. I gave her a look trying to say that I would do anything for him, he's my family.
        "Alright, I've run out of patience." Tony stated and cupped his mouth to yell. "Underroos!"
       Suddenly, a figure stole Steve's shield and stood up from kneeling on a machine.
       The superhero greeted everyone awkwardly, I tried to hide my laughter as he told Steve he was a big fan. I think I recognized him from YouTube.
       "Spider-Man." I said in realization but couldn't figure out why his voice was so familiar.
        Tony's yelling brought me back to the present.
        "Dragging Clint back into this! Recusing Wanda from a safe place she doesn't want to leave! I'm trying- I'm trying to keep the avengers from tearing apart." 
          "You did that when you signed."
           Tony's yelling brought tears to my eyes, I didn't want to do this. It's family, it's for Steve. For Bucky.
          "We found it." Sam stated in my ear piece, my fingers tapped the small button turning up the volume. Sam told us the location, I stood up straighter ready to fight. Hawkeyes arrow cut the webs off Steve. Steve gave the order to Lang, who knocked spiderboy off his feet and gave Steve his shield back.
          Spider- Boy set off swinging, I realized he was going after Bucky and Sam. I started to run after him, my powers allowed me to jump higher than any other human.
          I followed Spider-Man's lead and sent myself through the glass. I landed on my back and rolled over on the small pieces of glass. Standing up, I located my target. Seeing web boy stop Buckys metal arm from hitting him.
             "You have a metal arm? That's awesome!"
              I ran over to Spider boy in a second, I grabbed his shoulders and threw him against the wall.
             He recovered quickly but Bucky and Sam were already far away.
         "Sorry, web boy but it's a family thing." He webbed up my fists together but I broke them apart in a second.
          "I'm not hitting a girl." The teenage superhero stated before sending out more webs which glued me to a wall. "Don't I know you?"
            I tilted my head in confusion because I felt like I knew him too.
           "The name's Shadow." I replied and started to break through the webs with my strength.
             "Spider-Man, not web boy."
             "Hmm, I think I'll stick with web boy."
              "Nice meeting you but, I gotta go."
         "I think I have a feeling we'll meet again."
           "Hopefully, not under these circumstances." Spider-Man said to me. "You're really awesome though."
          I started laughing while I tried to break out of his webs.
          "Thanks, Web Boy."
           "It's Spider-Man."
            "Nope!"
              "Yep!"
               "It's web boy."
                 "Can you at least change it to web man?"