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Walking The Wire (138/159)

Summary: Tony Stark always knew about Peter Parker. He didn’t know that Peter was going to get superpowers and become Spider-Man, but he always knew about Peter because Peter was his son.

This will span from pre-Iron Man up through the rest of the MCU (eventually including Infinity War) and will be for the most part canon compliant except where I’ve taken some liberties and interpreted canon a certain way.

Pairings: Pepper/Tony, Tony/Steve (endgame), Tony/Mary (past)

A/N: If you want me to tag you when I post new chapters let me know. This fic is also on AO3

I used Collider’s MCU timeline to stay canon and the title of this fic is an Imagine Dragons song that is just so fitting for Peter and Tony

@findmeinthestarss

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Chapter One Hundred Thirty Seven

Bruce and Tony got busy getting acquainted with the quantum tunnel and the pym particles and every piece of information that they could get their hands on even if Tony seemed to already have his own ideas about time travel because of course Tony would. Scott offered what he knew which was apparently a lot and everyone else just left them to it. It was easier that way.

So while Natasha had taken on the task of showing Carol around, Steve had followed Thor outside to where Rocket had gone back to keep working on the Benatar.

“Do any time-travel ever?” Steve asked.

Rocket made a noise that sounded not unlike a snort.

“No. I did not think it possible,” Thor said.

Steve nodded. “Me either. I mean -- aside from the getting frozen and waking up in the future kind.”

Thor shook his head and Steve could tell that he was a little amused. “If this works,” he said, “I will be glad. Stark deserves his child back.”

“Peter’s seventeen,” Steve said.

“Very young,” Thor said. “Bruce said you and Tony were getting married.”

Steve hadn’t thought about it much -- hadn’t had a chance to think on it mostly because he was so happy to have Tony back that the whole getting married thing didn’t matter in the least. Especially not with everything else that was going on.

“We are,” he said.

“It will be quite the celebration,” Thor said. “I look forward to it. After all of this is over, of course.”

Steve nodded and Thor was right -- they would have a wedding after it was all over. First they needed to fix things and make sure that Peter and Bucky could be there with them. Especially Peter who had done so much of the planning and who had been so excited and supportive. It was easier to let him imagine their future like that -- with everything going well and a wedding and Peter right there with them laughing and tugging at his tie and with all the rest watching as he and Tony declared their love to each other. Easier than to think of what Scott had seen where Tony was--

He couldn’t even consider it. That wouldn’t be their future -- his future. They were going to change things. Already, they were changing things. None of them had voiced anything to do with their earlier plan to go after Thanos especially when Scott told them that doing exactly that had led to Tony dying.

Natasha joined them after a little while, holding a tablet. “I have a lead on Clint,” she said. “One of my contacts just sent me new intel. Carol is back with Tony and Bruce. Rhodey has to go back to the city as well so we’ll head out together. Call us if anything comes up.”

“Sure,” Steve said. “Do you need any backup?”

She shook her head. “Might spook him. Better, I go alone.”

Steve nodded. Rhodes clapped his shoulder as he passed and did the same to Thor.

After Natasha and Rhodes had taken off in one of the quinjets, Steve got to thinking about what else they were overlooking or that they might need. Then, he remembered something Thor had said about the stones earlier.

“They cannot be wielded by anyone -- it’s why they’ve all been encased somehow. The raw power of any of the stones would kill anyone that tried to touch them.”

Rocket had been quick to support Thor and explained how it had taken all of the Guardians to control the Power Stone without the power of the stone destroying them. Somehow, Jane had managed to live even after having one infect her body. Thor claimed she would have died if it wasn’t taken out of her when it was and Steve believed him. It meant that they were going to need to get something to hold the stones. And if they hoped to use them to change everything then they might need their own gauntlet or something similar enough to hold the stones. That was part of the plan that none of them had thought of.

“Thor, do we know anything about where Thanos got the gauntlet?” Steve asked.

“It was forged in the same place where my hammer and my axe were forged. In Nivadellier,” Thor said.

“And can we get another?”

“The mold was still there,” Thor said, “but even getting Stormbreaker made was a hardship I almost paid with my life.”

“Right,” Steve said. Things were rarely easy.

“I’m not saying it’s not doable,” Thor said. “And you are right, Cap, we’ll need our own gauntlet.”

She was green and young and really really sad.

It was Bucky that spotted her wandering around. There were plenty of odd people around seeing as the stone was housing half the universe so Peter had gotten to see all kinds of beings. Green and purple and yellow and gold people with crazy hair and weirder clothes. Aliens. Mostly everyone found someone they knew and they stuck to them. There was very little interaction and yet this girl seemed completely alone.

“Are you alright?” Sam asked.

Peter watched with interest. She turned to look at them with some confusion. “He did it. He put us all here and he thinks he’s doing what’s best,” she said. With conviction she added, “he’s wrong.”

“What’s your name?” Bucky asked and moved closer.

She stared up at him. Her hair was tinged with red and there was something about her eyes that told Peter that she wasn’t just some little girl. Maybe it was an alien thing, he couldn’t tell, but she seemed to look at each of them for a long moment.

“I’m Gamora,” she said.

Peter knew that name. Gamora. It sounded so familiar. Too familiar.

Gamora. Gamora.

He knew -- where was Quill? Hadn’t he -- wasn’t Gamora the person that Thanos had killed...the one that had made him break their plan and just lose it when Peter had almost had the gauntlet. And Thanos had muttered the name too.

But they’d never said it was a little girl and maybe Gamora was a common name in space. Still, he had to be sure.

“Sam, have you seen Quill?”

Sam looked at him confused. “What do you need him for?”

Peter was well aware that Sam didn’t really like Quill and Peter sort of felt like he was an acquired taste. They’d run into him at some point and Quill had sort of rubbed Sam the wrong way with his mixture of bad jokes, odd references to songs that Peter didn’t know much about, and his general demeanor.

Peter thought that maybe being out in space with him had made him like Quill a little more despite how his anger had lead to them not being able to take the gauntlet from Thanos.

“I think -- I think he may know her,” Peter said. “Kind of a long shot but--”

Sam shrugged his shoulders but went to find Quill. Peter turned back to the conversation that Bucky was having with the girl. She was a bit stiff, maybe not sure if she could trust them, and yet she stayed where she was and Peter smiled at her she smiled back.

“He was good to me once,” she said. “It doesn’t really matter. His cause and his beliefs were always more important.”

“Who?” Peter asked.

She didn’t answer and her face turned into a frown. Bucky looked concerned but completely out of his depth and Peter had to admit that he didn’t really know what to do with kids. Much less alien kids.

Sam returned with Quill who was grumbling behind him as he walked. “What’s the meaning of this -- I was in the middle of something and you just--”

Peter rolled his eyes and Bucky shook his head just as Gamora’s eyes landed on Quill and she gasped. “Peter,” she said.

“Um, that’s me,” Peter said, confused, looking from Gamora to Quill.

“Gamora?” Quill asked, eyes wide and confused. “But you’re -- you’re not. What happened to you? I thought you were…”

“He sacrificed me for the stone and so the stone took me,” Gamora said. “I didn’t know he could love anyone which doesn’t make him any less a monster.”

Peter looked between Quill and Gamora and then right before their eyes Gamora started to change, growing in stature and her features becoming more narrow and less child-like and then a woman stood before them still green and with her pink hair and an aura of sad resignation around her. She was the little girl.

“I can’t believe it -- Nebula said he must have killed you but you’re here…I’m sorry -- I’m sorry I didn’t do it. I tried,” Quill said and he finally moved towards her

“I know you did,” Gamora said. “Peter, I know. It’s not your fault. Odds were against us. Thanos is--”

“Wait,” Peter said, but only Bucky seemed to be paying him any attention, “his name is also Peter?”

Carol was relatively quiet as they worked. She observed and walked around the lab and mostly just seemed perfectly at ease.

Tony had abandoned looking at things from the perspective of where and when they should go get the stones because he figured that was something they didn’t need to worry too much about just yet. Instead, he was trying to figure out how they could make sure they went to the right time.

“Well, what were you thinking about that brought you here?” Tony asked.

“I’m only off by a few months,” Scott said. “I thought about the date I wanted to return to and I guess I got a bit side-tracked thinking about the decimation and Hope and Hank and Janet.”

“So it’s really a matter of focus,” Carol said.

Scott nodded. That was exactly when it hit Tony. BARF. He would have to really have an in depth look at all the information on the quantum tunnel and time vortexes, but it was the only thing that made sense to work.

“We can -- we can try to use BARF,” Tony said.

“What? Tony are you--”

“Binarily augmented retro framing,” Tony said.

“What does that mean?” Scott asked.

Carol looked interested too.

Tony jumped into an explanation. They all watched him and Tony rambled on about memories and accessing the brain.

“And this machine -- it’ll help how?”

“With it we can accurately control the time vortex. It can -- it’s a game changer. We won’t just be time travelling to a certain date but maybe even down to the moment. And you know what else -- Barf might be able to help you out with your green problem too. Don’t know why I didn’t think on that before. I -- this is perfect. Now we can really get down to business and figure out exactly when we have to go back to. Bruce, we’re...we’re really doing this.”

Chapter One Hundred Thirty Nine

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