Hey guys. Now, I'm late. Again. And it's past midnight. And I have a final exam in the morning. But it's finally happening! IT'S HERE!

Sorry this is so short. I just ... didn't want to drag it on so long.

I own nothing of Marvel at all. But I really do hope you enjoy.

It was late and it was still raining cats and dogs. And Peter couldn't slip a wink. He was given the guest room in Tony's quarters and he tossed and turned in bed, barely able to drift off to sleep. So even though he made up with Tony, he still couldn't sleep. He sighed, annoyed with this. What was wrong now?! Peter laid on his back and looked around to see a clean room, a nicely furbished yet empty room. He didn't like it. And the constant rain tapping wasn't helping his hearing any better. He sat up and quietly spoke.

"Hey F.R.I.D.A.Y?"

"Yes, Mr. Parker?" The AI responded.

Peter hesitated but he still asked. "Is Tony asleep?"

"Yes."

Peter hugged himself. Should he do it? Well he wasn't getting any sleep. And he missed having Tony near. They were just down the hall from each other! But that didn't make this feeling of loneliness go away. Tony confirmed Peter was his. Things were alright again. But Peter still wanted to be close to Tony. He got out of bed; looking down at his temporary Pjs. Just a gray shirt and dark blue sweat pants. Plain but comfy. He crept out of his room and down to Tony's. When he finally stood in front of his door, his hand inched close to the door knob but he stopped. Did he want to do this? He wanted more comfort. He wanted warmth. He wanted Tony. So yes, yes he did.

He slowly opened the door and peaked his head in. Tony had his back to him and his body raised and lowered slowly but soundly. Peter took a soft breath before tip-toeing in. He saw how big the bed was so it would be easy to fit in. Peter carefully got under the covers and laid on his side, staring at Tony on his left. Peter softly smiled as he felt himself easing to sleep. He nuzzled his cheek in the pillow and as he felt himself floating on a cloud, he felt a shift. His eyes widened from their daze as he saw Tony laying on his back, eyes still closed.

"Couldn't sleep?"

Peter blushed as he looked shy. "No." He mumbled.

Tony tiredly smiled. "It's okay, my little spider." That's when Tony's right arm began wrapping around Peter's shoulders, pulling him to his side. "I'm here for you. Always, Peter. Always …" Tony breathed out before he too started falling asleep. Peter smiled before curling to Tony's side more, hearing his heart beat faintly and feeling sleep taking over.

He murmured, "Good night, Tony." His eyelids sliding shut, faintly hearing Tony saying goodnight back. Then came sleep.

OOO

Peter saw himself in a big bright room. Nothing but white with light shining in tall windows that stretched from ceiling to floor. He walked along the path, seeing shimmering stars wherever he looked when he realized he wasn't alone. He spotted many familiar faces and some he didn't know well. There was Captain America talking with the guy with the metal arm. Bucky; he thinks. Black Widow talking with Bruce Banner (not the Hulk). Then there's Hawkeye, Falcon, Scarlet Witch, Vision, War Machine. He spotted that guy that could shrink and grew into that giant man; Ant Man was it? A tall guy dressed regally with a pendant around his neck and a rounder guy dressed like a monk. Then there was that panther guy with two geared up ladies …

As he walked down the slim small path between them all, he felt at their eyes on him but as he glanced at them, some of them smiled and gave a short wave, some just stared or gave a small nod. Up ahead, he saw Thor along with Loki, both in a comfortable silence when Peter awed at seeing a group of obvious aliens. A green lady, a guy with red marks on his bare gray chest, a raccoon, a small plant thing, a lady with long antennaes, a purple lady also with a metal arm and a guy that looked human. When he looked forward, he saw Ned, MJ and May coming forward with smiles and May hugging him. Just as she let go, Peter spotted Happy with who he assumed was Pepper Potts. So many people here, all in one place. Peter felt so overwhelmed, like they were all there for a reason. But what?

But what stumped him the most was … only one person was missing. Where was he?

That's when he felt a warm hand on his shoulder. He looked to his right to see Tony standing right next to him. He didn't say anything but he gave him a warm smile at his little spider. Peter returned it, both of them looking up at a endless, sparkling sky. Peter felt everyone else joining them as they looked at the same sky. One sky. One destiny.

OOO

Tony was the first to wake; feeling well rested for the first time since the whole debacle with Cap. He yawned as his eyes adjusted to the faint lights of sunrise. That's when he felt something moving on his side. He looked down and saw the cutest thing he's ever seen. Peter was pressed against his side, grabbing a fistful of his shirt and his face snuggled into his chest. Tony's arm was still around him, feeling cramped but he still managed to run his hand through Peter's tousled hair. Last night's memories came back to him and he never felt so relieved that it did happen. That all was good. And that Peter was safe and sound with him.

He knew right now that Peter is his kid. His responsibility. His new reason to be better himself. Whether it was protectiveness or selfishness, he didn't want to let him go ever again.

He slowly got up, maneuvering himself so Peter would let go, only making the kid whimper. Then, Tony lied him back down to hug his pillow instead and Peter instantly calmed down. Tony smiled warmly at him again before going to shower and get dressed. Once he came back drying his wet hair, he went to his drawer and combed through it when he heard Peter groaning, slowly wakening. Peter starts sitting up, yawning in his hand and his bed hair making him that much cuter.

"Hey there, kiddo. Sleep well?"

Peter blinked his eyes sleepily when they started making out Tony so they widened. He blushed pink as he balled his hands to his mouth before ducking back under the sheets. Tony quirked a grin, keeping in a chuckle. He quickly changed into one of his ACDC shirts and dark jeans before strolling over to where his little spider was hiding under the sheets, talking to himself of what he just did. Tony leaned down to gently rub his back, startling Peter.

"Hey, no need to be embarrassed. You needed me, I didn't mind at all." He sat on the edge as he watched Peter slowly poke his head out, making Tony fawn over his cute innocence. After all, Peter was still a kid.

"You didn't?"

Tony shook his head. "Nope. In fact, it was the best rest I've had in a long while. I can see that it helped you out too."

Peter slowly crawled out, rubbing his eyes a bit. "Yeah … I guess it did." He noticed Tony staring at him, making him blush again. "What?"

"For a little spider, you make it too easy to be cute." Tony teased.

Peter pouted, flushing hard. "I'm not little! And I'm not cute!"

"No need to be ashamed. It's just part of your charm."

"My charm?"

"Come on. You mean to tell me there's no special little lady in your life that hasn't noticed by now? Well, besides your hot aunt, that is." Tony mused.

"No," Peter whimpered out. His only choice of a special lady was Liz. But she was long gone. What about MJ? He wasn't sure.

"There is, isn't there?" Tony asked, amused.

"No. Not now, anyway." Peter covered his head with the sheets.

"Well, no need to fret, kid. There's lot of puppies roaming free … or something like that. Besides, who wouldn't want to date my adorable little spider?" Tony cooed.

Peter groaned loudly and covered himself back up. "Tony! Quit acting like my dad!"

Tony smirked. "I can't. It's my job now."

Peter felt warmth in his heart at that remark. Guess that means last night really was no dream. It really happened. This is real. Huh, having Iron Man as a stand in dad – or new dad – or something … it felt right. Suddenly, Peter started laughing uncontrollably as skilled fingers attacked his sides. He kicked his legs and tried covering his body but Tony was leaning over him entirely, using his kid being jumbled in the sheets to his advantage.

"N – No! N – Not t – that! Y – Yo – Your so un – unfair!" Peter squeaked out.

"Life's unfair. This is pure entertainment for me." Tony coolly stated.

"T – T – Tony!" Peter cried out, laughing as he tried getting out.

Several more minutes passed when Tony stopped, letting Peter pull the sheets off him so he could breathe. He sat up and glared at the smirking genius. "Not cool, dude."

"Did you just call me dude?" Tony gave a questioning look.

"Maybe I did. You night know if you weren't so … old," he whispered the last part to himself.

"What did you just say?" Tony asked, suspicious.

"Nothing!"

"F.R.I.D.A.Y?"

"He said you might know if you weren't so old." She repeated.

Peter just gaped at the ceiling. He couldn't believe the AI sold him out.

"Alright, you asked for it!" Tony hollered. Peter yelped as he jumped off the bed and ran out of there, Tony hot in pursuit.

Peter still made in back home on time, a glowing smile still on his face. All was right with the world, as long as Tony was there.

Always.

Guys, I'm so tired. But I'm just glad I finished.

I have never finished a short story in such short time.

Just in time for the biggest movie of all time ... thank you guys so much for your support on this, til the very end. Plus, Peter's dream was like foreshadowing for what's to come ...

Thanks again and until next time ... bye guys. :)