Avenge the Fallen (Avengers Fan Fiction #2)

Chapter 9

Ring.

Ring.

"Hello?" A soft voice picked up on the other side. Music played faintly in the background and the usual noise of the rustling wind against the house drifted through the phone.

"Hi, Aunt May. It's Lilly." Peter's dull eyes lit up at the sound of her name and reached for the phone. I swatted him away and held up my index finger to indicate I'll give it to him in a second.

Her breathing hitched and the chair she sat in creaked as she leaned forward. "Lilly! It's all over the news that you escaped! Are you okay?"

A smile tugged at the corners of my lips. Aunt May must have been really worried these past few months. I don't blame her. She has the right to be. I thought it was sweet that she cared so much. "Yeah, Aunt May, we're fine. I'll give the phone to Peter in a second." I side-glanced at my cousin, who smiled widely at my words. I rested my hand on the wall to support myself and continued, "How are you and Amelia?"

"We're both doing great, sweetie. Amelia is such a doll, and she's talented at drawing too. She's made so many for you for when you all get back," she answered and half laughed. Amelia brought Aunt May joy, and that thought alone is what kept me hopeful about coming home.

I put my hand to my heart and made the saddest face. "Aw...I'll get a phone soon and you can send me a picture of both of you. Peter's getting really antsy, so I'm going to go. I love you, and please tell Amelia that I love her."

"Will do, Lilly. You take care now. Oh! And who is this man Amelia says you're with? He better take good care of you," Aunt May quickly added. I wanted to tell her, but Peter wanted to talk to her so bad.

He snatched the phone away from me eagerly and put it up to his ear. He ruffled his hair and closed his eyes. "Aunt May, I've missed you so much..."

I waited patiently as he continued the call. He deserves this. Peter deserved everything happy that came to him. He's an amazing guy. I crossed my arms over my chest and watched as he couldn't wipe the smile off of his face. He chuckled at what Aunt May said and shot a joke back at her. She laughed so loud that I could hear her over the phone from where I was standing.

"When this is all over, we're going on vacation, I promise. We're both going to need it," Peter mentioned and listened to her reply. His grasp on the phone became tighter and his voice lowered. "I love you, Aunt May. I'll try to keep in touch. Okay?" He opened his eyes and put the phone back on the hook.

"It'll be all right. You'll talk with her again soon." I patted him on the back before going to make another call. Peter glanced around carefully and leaned against the wall to wait for me. I listened to the ringing again, this time impatiently as it continued on and on.

"Who the hell is this?" A gruff voice answered on the other end.

"Is that any way to greet me back into the land of the living?" I replied and held back my sarcasm. I wasn't surprised Logan answered the phone like that. I probably would have done the same thing.

"Lilly?"

I took the moment in for a second. His voice became a soothing reminder of all the good times we've had and times in the future. We've been disconnected from our lives for so long that I missed it so much. "Yeah. It's me. I'm just calling to let you know I'm all right."

Logan completely ignored what I said and nearly yelled, "What the hell, kid! I thought I told you to stay out of trouble! And then you go almost blow up with a whole city?" His voice scratched against the connection and the background noises ceased to exist for a few seconds.

I groaned and spoke quietly, "The government pinned it on us to make it seem like it's the hero, when in reality, it's not." Would we forgive the government in the future? Probably after this whole mess is taken care of. Would everything go back to normal? No. Not really.

"Well, I always told you not to trust the government," he stated matter-of-factly. The sounds of people talking in the background seemed pleasant and I yearned to be there.

I shook my head and chuckled, "Yeah. I know. Hey, is the safe house clear? I don't want to put anyone in danger if it's in use."

"No, it's clear. You remember the pass code, right?"

Before I could reply, someone else on the other end cut into the conversation, "Is that Lilly? Let me talk to her!" Kitty Pryde's voice grew louder the closer she got, "I need to hear everything from her."

Peter motioned to his wrist, indicating we'd been out too long. We didn't want to get noticed and have someone stop us on the way back to the car. I nodded to show him I understood and said, "I'll call you later when I get a phone from the vault. Tell everyone not to worry and that I'm okay. I love you."

"I love you too, Lillybug. Stay safe," Logan responded and hung up.

Peter raised an eyebrow and one corner of his mouth lifted. "Did he just call you Lillybug?" He questioned in a light tone. He poked my arm when I didn't answer and jested, "Isn't that so cute! Lillybug." My face burned red out of embarrassment and anger. "And you're blushing! Aw, my cousin loves her adorable nickname," he pinched my cheek.

I slapped his hand away and muttered something under my breath. Peter laughed to his heart's content at my reaction and wiped a tear away. I got into the car and locked it before he got inside. He tried to open the passenger door, but failed.

"Hey, open the door," he said with a slight laugh. I turned the car on and started driving on without him. He thought he could make fun of me and get away with it.

Not this time.

Peter jogged next to the car and called out, "Seriously, let me in the car!" I slowed down and rolled down the window, but didn't unlock the car. I remained silent until he spoke again. "I'm sorry. Unlock the car!" I huffed and stopped the car for a second to let him in. He buckled up and waited for five minutes until he playfully said, "Thanks for stopping, Lillybug."

"Peter, I will throw you out of this car," I threatened and suppressed a smirk. I didn't want this to catch on. Tony already knew about the nickname and no one else does. Once it's out there, I'll never hear the end of it.

He turned towards me and snorted, "You won't."

My hands tightened around the steering wheel. I technically could throw him out of the car. I'd just use my powers to unbuckle the seat belt, open the door, and push him out. It's possible. But sadly, I wouldn't do it. "Keep it up, and I just might."

Peter chuckled a bit and contemplated for a minute or two. He changed the radio station a few times and played with the volume. The sound of his voice seemed rough and in pain, "Do you think I'll finish college?"

I glanced over at him for a second, seeing his brown eyes revealing his anguish. My heart ached. I've never heard someone so concerned about their education before. "Yeah, Peter. You'll finish college. I think you'll even get your Masters degree, someday." I noticed he looked down at his shoes and I added, "You don't need to worry about it. This will all blow over soon."

"You really believe that?" He asked skeptically.

No. No I don't. But I have to give you hope because I want you relieved instead of stressed like me. I thought and nodded. "Yeah, I really do."

AN: I was looking through Andrew Garfield gifs and this one was the only one that seemed suitable for this chapter. Ugh...the struggle. He's so cute, though. What character do you guys want to see more of?