Hey guys. Now, whether it was a sign from the universe or because I felt the need to keep going, I want to do a sequel.

So this is that after Your Underoos which all of you supported and enjoyed so thank you for that!

EDIT: I also do NOT own the new cover. It's still awesome BTW.

I will say some more on it after you read this. I own nothing of Marvel but they do own my heart for making me love these two. I hope you enjoy.

Spider Man and Iron Man.

Side by side.

This is something Peter could only dream of; in his wildest dreams to be honest.

But who would have ever thought that those dreams would become a reality? Peter Parker sure didn't. But it's legit. It had been a month now since he started a whole new relationship with his idol/mentor/ally/step-in dad Tony Stark and Peter was over the moon for it.

Of course, Peter still focused on school work and hanging out with Ned and now MJ making them a buddy trio, not to mention making sure he wouldn't fall behind in school or get in over his head on missions or else no more Spider-Man. But Peter made sure he always hit the mark, but May was still so worried and overprotective of her naive young nephew. And she wasn't the only one.

Tony, out of all the people in Peter's personal life, was the most protective of his little spider. Even though Peter was fed up with it at times, in the end, he couldn't help but appreciate that he had Tony there by his side.

Today, however, was not what he had in mind.

A frantic assault by a new baddie, the Rhino, who almost toppled down an actual skyscraper that was under construction and almost killing hundreds of people ended up being more than Peter could handle. Webbing up falling beams and roofs, diving out to push people out of the way of falling debris and trying to haul the Rhino down was making his limbs stretch beyond their limits. But what stunned him the most was when Iron Man swooped in to haul the rhino armored baddie up in the air to pumble him. Peter wasn't worried that Tony would get hurt badly. He was worried because said spider wasn't suppose to be here in the first place. Once he saw the live news feed on the attack on his way back home, his hero instincts kicked in and he just had to swing in the mess of things. He was so in over his head.

After helping some kids out of the way, swinging their way back to their parents, Rhino was already taken down hard and being dragged into an FBI truck, Peter yelped as Tony scooped him up under his arms and carried him back to the compound. He really wished he was anywhere else but there, already knowing what was coming his way.

"Ow!" Peter whined.

"Hold still, will ya?" Tony lightly ordered. He was busy cleaning up a big scratch on Peter's cheek in the med bay, ordering FRIDAY to make sure it was just the two of them in there. "When are you gonna get it through that thick head of yours that sometimes you can't handle bigger threats than you're used to?"

Peter frowned when he once again saw the bruise on Tony's forehead. He reached out to touch it but Tony's free hand grabbed his and put it back in his lap. "I'm sorry."

"Sorry's not gonna cut it, kid." Tony sternly said but he winced when he saw the gauze on Peter's bare arms. Of course, he wasn't badly hurt but it still hurt Tony that his kid was putting his safety on the line all the time. Tony was fine when it was him putting his life on the line, but his kid – one to call his own now – nope!

"Well, when are you gonna get that I'm not a normal person? I'm a genetically altered teenager with spider powers that can handle tough baddies just fine!" Peter defended.

Tony kept on a steel face but his eyes betrayed his emotions. "Well, did you forget that you're my protege? My underoos? My kid?!"

Peter blushed at the loud protective tone. "Well, no but – "

"But nothing! I'm not losing you on my watch. Not again. Sorry if I keep coming off as protective and possessive but – " Tony cut himself off to wipe a hand over his eyes whenever he seemed agitated. Peter still felt Tony holding his hand so he squeezed it to let Tony know it was okay. Said genius sighed deeply before focusing his eyes back on the boy. "Peter, if anything happened to you – I – I don't know what I'd do." Worry. Pain. Dread. But warmth. And something else. Peter couldn't tell what it was but it was strong. And he felt it within him too. That's when Tony dropped everything and hugged him. Peter smiled as he hugged back, more than glad that this was a usual thing for them now. "I would tell you not to do anything reckless but I know right away that you're not gonna listen to me – "

"Hey I do listen – "

"Quit fooling yourself. Now, just listen, please." Peter pouted but he kept quiet. "Think before you leap. Think about it the whole way through. Start to finish. And if you give me another panic attack like you just did today, I will literally keep you here to keep an eye on you for the rest of your life." Tony threatened, but his soft strained voice betrayed him. He pulled Peter into his lap and hugged him tighter, not ready to let him go. Peter knew that Tony would do it if he could, but he also knew that Aunt May needed him more.

"I'm really sorry, Tony. I didn't mean to. But I couldn't stand by either."

Tony sighed. "I know."

Peter buried his head in Tony's shoulder as they stayed close, warm and at peace. Through all the chaos and struggles of their lives, nothing felt more peaceful than being in each other's arms. Both wished they could stay like this forever.

Then Peter's phone started ringing, making both guys jump up. Luckily, they grabbed where Peter webbed his backpack this time before coming here. He didn't want May to get him another one. He picked up his bag beside his feet to pull it out and answered it, already knowing who was on the other line. Peter spoke with his free hand while the other one was grabbing the back of Tony's shirt.

"Yeah, I did – but I had to – you can't just – okay, fine but – look I'm fine and – yeah I'm with Tony – no, no he wouldn't – Aunt May I –!"

Tony shook his head before grabbing the phone from his hand and answering himself, "Hey May! Nope, everything's fine. Yes, he's with me and I must say, your little nephew here sure is a handful. I cannot begin to imagine how you manage him. Yes, you are a saint. Wild child is more like it," Tony mused, giving his spider a smirk while Peter was trying to grab his phone back but Tony kept leaning away while wrapping his free arm around Peter to keep him pinned to his side. Peter could easily break free but considering he could do more harm to Tony with his enhanced strength, he held back and continued to try grabbing the phone.

"Why of course I can come over for dinner tonight." Tony casually answered while his free hand tickled Peter's side gently. "No, I've got some free time on my hands." Peter giggled as he tried getting away from Tony's hand. "Well, of course I adore the kid. Why would he think I'd be too busy for him?" He asked more to Peter than May, smirking amused at Peter trying to get away from Tony's spider-like fingers. "Don't worry – bad timing of those words – we'll be there. Okay." Tony stopped tickling Peter to hand the phone over. "Say good-bye, Spider-Baby."

Peter blushed pink and whined, "Tony!" He snatched the phone away and finally decided to pull away, walking away to answer back.

Tony chuckled as he watched his kid. His heroic, naive, innocent and adorable little spider kid.

OOO

Dinner was anything but normal tonight for Peter.

While May asked him about how school and decathlon were going, Tony kept probing about him and MJ. Peter blushed since all he asked was that they have less meets ups at the compound so he can have more time for decathlon practice like he promised MJ he'd do, but Tony kept teasing about it.

"Do you like her? Have you told her? Does she like you back?"

"Tony, please! I'm not saying anything!" Peter protested, face getting red.

Tony dramatically gasped. "You do! I knew it!"

Peter could only moan in his hands, May started scolding Tony to stop when Tony's phone started ringing. Peter sighed in relief from being spared and watched as Tony excused himself to take the call out in the hall. May took all their plates to wash up before getting some ice cream. Peter slouched in his chair when his ears picked up something. It was Tony and he didn't sound too happy.

Tony was currently pacing back and forth in the small hallway, trying his best to keep it down.

"I'm sorry I may have gone deaf – repeat that!" Tony hissed.

"Multiple missing persons reports filed across the globe, sir. Only recently exactly 27 citizens were reported missing this week across the country. The council believe it's mass abduction. It's becoming an epidemic." FRIDAY informed coolly.

"Why am I just getting informed of this now?" Tony demanded.

"The council wished to keep these under wraps, for global security sake." That only made Tony curse inwardly.

"Well, why isn't Ross handling it? Isn't this in his job description or something?" Tony exasperated, only to feel more exasperated when the AI answered back. "What do you mean he's MIA?"

"Secretary Ross is currently unavailable, sir."

"What?" Tony's eyes narrowed.

"No one's seen him in the last few weeks. None have been able to reach him. They believe he's also been abducted."

"Well, isn't that peachy?" Tony pinched the bridge of his nose, breathing heatedly. This was such bad timing. According to FRIDAY, almost half the population of Earth was vanishing. And now Ross was gone too. Could he just be taking a getaway vacation or something? Bullshit! Something was up and now Tony had to find out just what and fast before the situation gets worse. And by worse …

What if Peter was next?

Now that was ridiculous … wasn't it?

Then again, this wouldn't be the first time something would happen to the spiderling that the billionaire genius wouldn't be aware of. First Vulture … would this be next on the list? An urge of protectiveness kicked in making Tony grip his phone tighter. Peter was like a son to him, he is. Tony didn't really see himself as a father figure before; having nothing against kids but the idea of raising one for himself was ludicrous, especially when he kept comparing himself to his own father. Father of the year; never. Tony winced, remembering how much he sounded like the old man when he scolded Peter back at the ferry before taking his suit … leaving him vulnerable … almost getting killed … Tony gritted his teeth as he leaned back against the wall, doing his best to calm down.

No. Tony wasn't like his father. Unlike Howard, Tony looked after his kid. Protecting him. Guiding him. Taking an interest in him.

He may not be Peter's actual father; blood nor paper, but he didn't care. He almost lost him once, twice even, but no more.

"Keep be updated. Send everything you got on this straight to my lab. And search for any signs on Ross. He's gonna get an earful about this." Tony quickly ordered before hanging up, walking back into the apartment with a cool stride. May was still in the kitchen when he sat down next to Peter.

Tony felt his eyes on him. "You heard … of course." He muttered.

"Are we in trouble?" Tony looked up to see the worry in Peter's eyes. "What – what if it happens to May? Or you? Or – " Peter rambled, trying to keep his voice down since May was nearby.

Tony put his hand on Peter's shoulder, squeezing it. "Hey, hey, hey. Calm your nerves, kid. I'll get to the bottom of this." Peter still looked kind of scared in the eyes so Tony ruffled his hair making him giggle. "I won't let anything happen to you, Peter. I promise." They both locked eyes, both warmth and safety with each other side by side.

After feeling ensured that Peter was in bed, safe and sound, with May close by, Tony left for the compound right away. FRIDAY had everything set up for him to see. So many people gone, all across the globe, going from the hundreds to the soon to be thousands … this was an epidemic. And the council lost their grip. No surprise there. First New York, then the Accords, now this.

Tony knew he had to fix this. But not alone.

He could call in Rhodey but he was still getting used to his leg braces and Vision still hadn't come back. Since Wanda and the others broke free from the Raft, he'd been searching all over for them – Wanda really – and still nothing. And what's worse, he turned off his tracker so Tony couldn't find him. Now what?

That's when he looked to the object far off at the corner of the table, a plain cellphone, discarded for one reason. And that one reason is why he had no other option.

"Son of a bitch." Tony muttered.

So ... yep.

I want to make this six chapters and believe me, they will be long or as long as I can make them. And I have three of them outlined so it's still a work in progress.

Still, I want to spend the rest of this month working on this and I still love my babies, especially after IW ... I can still feel the scar it left on my heart. Which is why my little series on this may be AU; what do you think?

Other than that, I hope you enjoyed. Let me know what you think. Part 2 will be up when it can.

Until next time, bye guys.