Let Us Love You

Karen frowned as she locked the front door. She had expected Peter back before they closed. She wasn't exactly worried about an alpha getting to close to him, Peter could more than handle that, but she did still worry. This world was entirely different from his own. It also didn't help that the very people he feared the most, were the ones most eager to find and get to know him.

Turning from the door, she walked back to the desk to grab her bag when the phone rang. She debated on ignoring it since the office was closed, but the possibility of it being Peter, or something about Peter made her answer.

"Nelson and Murdock."

"Karen?"

"Bruce?" Karen asked, surprised by the call.

"Yeah," Bruce answered, a nervousness to his voice. "Umm, so you and Matt think you could come by the tower?"

"Is this about Peter?"

Bruce paused, a little surprised at her immediate response.

"Just...um...we'll talk when you get here."

"Ok. I'll grab Matt and we'll be right over."

Hanging up the phone, Karen turned right as Matt walked out his office. He looked over at her with a frown.

"What's wrong?"

"Well, that was Bruce Banner. He's asking us to come to the tower."

"I hope I'm not about to walk into a case of stupid." Matt's frown fell further.

"I can't imagine it's going to be something smart." Karen grinned. "Let's go hotshot."

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Karen shuffled from foot to foot as the rode the elevator up to the top floors. FRIDAY, Tony's AI, had been instructed to take them to the Avenger's common room.

"It's definitely something stupid." Matt huphed.

"Oh, I'm positive at this point." Karen sighed.

The two weren't surprised when the elevator doors opened and Bruce Banner stood waiting on them.

"Let me preface this by saying I wasn't here when it happened. FRIDAY called me up from the labs."

The two followed Bruce the short walk into the common room and froze at the scene.

Everything was a mess. Peter's webbing coated most things. Furniture was upturned and tossed to various parts of the room. The walls had various cracks and indentions. The large TV was shattered and the other Avengers were in various states of confinement and welfare. Tony hung from the ceiling, Steve and Natasha were attached to the wall, Bucky and Thor were stuck to the floor and Sam and Clint were stuck together.

"Before you start," Tony said, looking at the two. "Mistakes were made."

"You think?" Karen rolled her eyes and crossed her arms.

"What exactly is going on?" Matt turned to Karen.

"Peter webbed them up."

"So I was right. Stupid."

"Very. Care to explain to us how this even came about? What was Peter doing here to begin with?"

"According to FRIDAY they brough him here unconscious." Bruce frowned. "When he woke, well, it didn't exactly go well."

"Obviously." Matt snorted.

"Again, mistakes." Tony shrugged as best he could. "Think you can help us out?"

Mischievous smiles slowly slid across Matt and Karen's faces.

"Peter's webs take at least two hours to dissolve. Hope you all like team bonding time." Matt replied.

"Two hours?" Clint yelled. "We didn't even want to be involved!"

"Yeah." Sam agreed. "Why do we have to suffer?"

"You were here." Karen frowned. "You shouldn't have kidnapped Peter. Why would you do that? You don't even know him."

"I'm sure he's told you," Steve started.

"That you're his alphas? Yeah, we helped him with that one."

"What do you mean, 'helped'?" Natasha asked, the wording immediately catching her attention. "Why did he need help?"

Matt and Karen shared a pause, both debating on what to tell. It really was Peter's story, especially given the circumstances, but the alphas had demonstrated such an act of idiocy that they couldn't just let it go.

"You can't just approach Peter." Karen told them. "He's not going to just accept you, even less so when you try to force it."

"Why does he seem surprised every time he sees me and Bucky?" Sam asked, silencing everyone. "As bad as this place looks, he did pause his attack when he caught sight of the two of us."

Matt ran a hand down his face before turning to Bruce.

"Help me turn over the couch then you can explain to Karen and I exactly what happened."

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Peter gasped as he rolled across a rooftop and ripped his mask off. Thank goodness Karen had had him pack his suit.

Waking up surrounded by Avengers had not been the way he wanted to spend his day. He remembered being approached by Black Widow and her wonderful smell, followed but that of the other Avengers. Next thing he knew, he was opening his eyes while lying on the softest couch he had ever experienced and the five alphas looking at him. Closing his eyes, he watched the events play out behind his eyelids.

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Peter groaned, placing a hand on his head and struggling to open his eyes.

"Take it slow, omega." a deep voice spoke softly. "It might take you a few minutes to come to completely."

"Wha-what happened?"

"You're safe. Just relax." Another voice answered as his hand was removed and I cool rag ran across his forehead.

Peter let out a breath and smiled slightly.

"Where's Matt and Karen?" He asked, not recognizing the smells in the room. They were nice, and put him at ease, but they weren't Matt or Karen's for sure.

"They're at the office." A female voice spoke.

As soon as she spoke, Peter's eyes flew open and he launched himself up, sticking to the ceiling. He looked down, wide-eyed as the surprised faces of the Avengers looked up at him.

"What did you do to me?" He growled.

"Calm down, little one." Thor smiled up at him. "You are in no danger here."

Not bothering to respond, Peter threw out his wrist, webbing firing from his shooter and smacking into the center of the god's chest. With a grunt, Peter yanked, flinging the Thor straight into the ceiling. The god fell with a heavy thud as pieces of the ceiling fell with him.

"Whoa-" Steve went to shout before Peter launched at him, kicking him in the chest and knocking him down before rolling out of the way of Clint's grasp.

The archer yelled as Peter spun back around, grabbing his ankle and tossing him into the couch, knocking it over and sending him rolling across the floor.

"Clint!" Sam yelled, running for the man. Peter looked up, pausing just long enough for Bucky to wrap his arms around him.

"No one is going to hurt you here." He spoke softly as Peter's head turned back to look at him.

The two looked at each other a few minutes before Peter's fond look snapped to a hardened glare. Spinning around to face the man, Peter wrapped his arms around his middle and bent backwards, taking Bucky up and over and slamming his back against the floor. Bucky gasped as the air was knocked out of him. Straightening up and spinning around, Peter webbed the super soldier to the floor before he could move.

"Alright, I think we all just need to take a moment!" Steve started as Peter rushed at him, missing Natasha leaping and tackling him to the ground.

The two rolled to a stop with Natasha straddling his waist. With a firm thrust, he bucked the spy off and flung himself back to the ceiling.

"Let me out!" He yelled.

"Look sweetheart," Tony's hand moved to fiddle with a familiar object on his wrist. "There's no need for-oof!" The billionaire gasped as Peter pulled him up, snatching the suit activator off his wrist and webbing him to the ceiling.

Grabbing his chin and leaning close to Tony's surprised face, Peter glared. "Don't call me 'sweetheart'."

Flipping off the ceiling, Peter angled himself to crash into an approaching Steve Rogers, knocking the man back to a wall and webbing him to it.

"There is no need for all this young omega!" Thor's voice boomed before stopping as an oversized chair hit him in the chest, knocking him back and down, earning him his own webbing to the floor.

Peter turned taking in the last Avengers standing. Natasha, Clint and....Sam.

Peter starred at Sam, to many memories running through his mind. God how he missed his friend.

Taking note of the omega's pause and stare, Sam held up his hands.

"Look, Peter,"

Peter blinked, hearing his name come out of the oh so familiar face made his eyes sting. It wasn't fair. This wasn't his Sam. It wasn't his Bucky either.

"I promise no one here means you any harm." Sam continued, oblivious to Peter's internal plight. "I think we can all agree things went south in-"

Peter didn't let him finish as he picked up the coffee table and threw it between Clint and Natasha, causing Clint to fall into Sam where the two were immediately webbed together. The table hit the large TV smashing the screen and giving Peter an extreme sense of satisfaction.

As the last Avenger left standing, Natasha stared at Peter with pride. There was no way she couldn't be proud of thier omega. Managing to take down the team was extremely impressive. They hadn't given it thier all to subdue him, but Natasha was positive Peter hadn't used his full strength either. It was a hopeful sign that maybe he wasn't quite as averse to them as he may think. Taking a quick assessment of the room, Natasha sighed internally. With Peter's current mindset, the only way to subdue him would be to actually try to hurt him, and she couldn't do that. A good alpha did not hurt their omega.

Taking advantage of her pause, Peter rushed at the red head, knocking her into the wall and webbing her there.

Stepping back and breathing a little heavy, Peter looked around as the mess of the room.

He didn't care.

He may be in the lion's den, but the lions were of no threat right now.

"You listen to me," Peter started, glaring at the room's occupants. "Stay the hell away from me."

The ding of the elevator had him twisting as he watched Bruce Banner walk into the room and look around. Finally locking eyes with Peter, Bruce sighed and ran a hand down his face.

"FRIDAY, let our friend here go."

"Yes, Dr. Banner."

Peter listened as the whoosh of air sounded from the opening window behind him.

"Bruce!" Tony yelled. "You traitor! Help us convince him he's safe here and to let us out of this stuff!"

"I'm not getting involved in whatever this is." Bruce shot back.

Taking advantage of the rising amount of bickering, Peter made a quick scan of the room, relief filling him as he snatched up his discarded backpack. Running towards the window, he slipped on his masks and dove out, completely ignoring the calls behind him.

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"Peter should really improve on his web's detainment time." Matt said, crossing his arms in annoyance.

"I can't believe this." Karen groaned, throwing her head back on the couch. "You guys are supposed to be smarter than this."

"Mistakes!" Tony shouted, trying to wiggle free.

"Mistakes is right." Karen huphed.

"Give it a rest Stark." Matt huphed. "You're not going anywhere until the web dissolves."

"You two seemed to connect easily to with him. What can we do?" Steve asked.

"First of all, Peter came to us." Karen said, looking over at the blonde. "He came looking for a friend. Apparently, he had just left his first encounter with you all."

"Yeah!" Clint grinned, despite his earlier complaints. "Dude was tossing around chunks of buildings like they weighed nothing."

"Peter's incredibly strong. You're lucky this was all he did." Matt grumbled. "Really lucky."

"You have to understand," Karen sighed. "Peter is a very special individual."

"A mighty warrior to be sure." Thor nodded, leaning up as best he could to look at them.

"The tips?" Bucky asked, blowing out a breath.

"For one, stop chasing him!" Karen snapped. "He already doesn't like you."

"But why?" Steve frowned.

"Aside from the obvious at this point?" Matt asked, raising an eyebrow.

Tony grumbled from overhead.

"Because Peter's not from here." Karen said, ignoring Tony's wiggling above her.

"You mentioned he needed help understanding we're his alphas and now you say he's not from here. Being vague isn't helping." Natasha said mouth pressed in a thin line.

"I have a feeling I know where this is going." Bruce sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "I thought something was off. He seemed way to confused by everything. He stumbled when the wind blew and stirred up everyone's scent. He seemed genuinely surprised by Bucky and Sam being there. He seemed even more surprised when they joined us."

"I've been asking about that!" Sam yelled. "I've yet to get an answer!"

"It's because you two aren't Peter's Sam and Bucky."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"What was his world like?" Natasha asked, understanding dawning on her.

Quiet settled over the room and the Avengers looked at Matt and Karen. Uncrossing his arms, Matt rubbed the back of Karen's hand in a comforting motion.

"There's a reason he's not fond of any of you." Karen's voice was soft. "You weren't exactly the good guys there."

No one spoke as they took in her words.

"You turned against the people, and your fellow heroes. You were dictators. Peter, Sam and Bucky fought against you frequently. In the end, they were the last ones left. They made a decision," Karen paused, putting a hand over her mouth.

"They threw all their cards on the table." Matt picked up. "Peter built a bomb to eliminate the Avengers. The only problem was it would have to be manually activated."

"So, I guess either Buck or I did it-"

"No." Matt stated flatly.

"The three of you agreed to do it together. The plan was to lure all the Avengers to the impact point and set it off. While Peter set up the bomb, you and Barnes led them there. Unfortunately, Peter had to watch his Sam and Bucky die right in front of him before denotating the bomb."

"Did he tell you who.." Bucky started, not looking at anyone.

"I really don't think we wanna know, man." Sam frowned.

"It...it might help." Steve frowned sadly.

"Maybe it would help you five," Clint rolled his eyes. "But why would Sam want to know?"

"Because if we're going to get to know Peter, and have him live with us, we need him comfortable with everyone." Natasha stated.

"I don't know if I'm ready to hear any more about our disgraceful otherworld selves." Thor admitted.

"Iron Man." Matt said, unconcerned with anyone's feelings. "Sam died by a shot through the chest by Iron Man."

"Ouch." Clint winced.

"Really?" Sam huphed, looking at the archer.

Tony's wiggling stopped completely; his eyes averted.

"What about-"

"Rogers."

"What?" Steve asked.

"You. You beat Barnes to death with your shield."

The color drained from Steve's face as he looked over at his best friend.

"I always knew you were jealous of my good looks." Bucky grinned.

Clint snorted before laughing.

"Buck-"

"Relax Stevie," Bucky shook his head. "Incase all of you are forgetting, we have nothing to do with any choices they made. So Tony, you can forget moping in your lab for days because a you from another world killed Sam from another world."

Tony looked down at the brunette super soldier.

"I wasn't going to mope."

"Yes, you were." Bruce gave him a pointed look.

"Personally, I don't care what you do." Matt grumbled, standing up from the couch and holding a hand out to Karen. "Figure your shit out before you try to talk to Peter again."

"You have to take it slow." Karen sighed. "Peter doesn't trust any of you. He looks at you and sees the worst days of his life-"

"They killed me and Karen."

"Matt!" Karen scolded.

"So that's why he went to you." Tony nodded.

"Well, you clearly know where he's at now." Karen frowned. "You're going to have to go slow with him and for fuck's sake don't try to use your scents anymore!"

"Peter's enhanced. His senses are off the charts sometimes." Matt filled in.

"He's still adjusting here. Your scents were mostly likely to much for him to handle. It doesn't matter if you had good intentions or not."

"Rogers and Barnes have enhanced-"

"Again, Peter is not from here. Steve and Bucky grew up with all of this. They've had their whole lives filtering things out. Peter has not! You are not going to be able to encourage him to listen that way."

"Ok. Scents are out." Tony noted.

"Well, what about his heat?"

Everyone looked between Bucky and Karen.

"We....we don't exactly know." Karen sighed. "We have nothing to go off of. I told you Peter was special. We have no idea how his arrival here would affect something like that. It could be days, months or even years before he has a proper heat."

"Then we shall work hard to prove ourselves worthy of our young omega." Thor stated, his intentions clear.

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"I cannot believe that just happened." Karen grumbled, cranking up the car as Matt slid into the passenger seat.

"Honestly? I can."

Karen glared at him.

"They're good people, but they're also idiots." Matt shrugged. "Now let's go. We've got a traumatized spider brat to find."

"Poor Peter." Karen sighed. "Matty, we need to talk to Peter."

"Yeah, I want to hear his side." Matt grinned.

"So do I," Karen smirked. "But no, we need to have a serious talk with him about having a heat. He's never had one-"

"I don't exactly think that's my area of expertise, Karen. Running around the city busting crime rings I can help with, understanding his body going through a heat I cannot."

"I'm talking about a rut triggered heat Matt. If he's ever around any of them when they go into a rut, it could trigger his own heat. The first heats are the absolute worst. No one can prepare you for what your body is going to go through."

Matt pushed his glasses up and rubbed over his eyes.

"I think we can wait till tomorrow. I don't think Pete would be up for that talk right now."

Karen nodded in agreement.

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Peter looked out at the New York skyline from atop Matt and Karen's apartment building. His racing heart had long since calmed down however, he was still on high alert. He kept scanning the area for any sign of the Avengers and, hopefully, Matt and Karen. He was anxious for thier return after he found the office locked up.

He swung his feet over the rooftop's edge and let out a breath.

His body was still thrumming in a way Peter was positive he didn't want it to. His initial panic when he woke up had started to dwindle the longer he was in the tower. Everything there appealed to something deep inside him. His feelings were at war with each other. On one hand, his Spider-Sense was completely silent in the presence of these Avengers. On the other hand, he couldn't put his initial panic behind him at the sight of the faces that caused him so much pain and loss. It didn't matter that these weren't the same people, they wore the same faces. Seeing them though, initiated a panic attack his Spider-Sense just wouldn't justify. Even more concerning, nothing he did would seriously hurt any of them. He had every right, but his body wouldn't go through with it. He just couldn't go all the way.

He had held back.

Running a hand down his face, Peter groaned.

Why was this happening? It wasn't supposed to be this way. The bomb was supposed to kill him and the Avengers of his world. He had been fully prepared to die that day. He was prepared to die alongside his brothers Sam and Bucky.

Sam. Sam was the brother he knew the longest. The two had been through a lot together and always had each other's back. Despite how bad an idea it was, Peter couldn't help the desire to talk to this new Sam. He didn't give him the strange feelings the new Bucky gave him. He could easily deal with Sam over the former assassin.

He wanted to know if this Sam was anything like his Sam. Did this Sam hate horror movies? Did he enjoy cooking? Did he prefer dogs to cats? Did he want to have a family one day? There were so many questions he was surprised he actually wanted the answers to.

"Hey, Karen." Peter smiled, turning to the omega as she exited the rooftop entrance.

"Hey, Pete." she smiled. "How was your day?"

Peter narrowed his eyes as he studied her face.

"How?"

"Bruce called us. Not sure why you let him off the hook though." Karen chuckled, sitting down next to him.

"You sure as hell didn't let the others." Matt smirked, finally joining the two.

"I don't know honestly. I just didn't get a weird feeling around him. It probably also helped that he let me get out." Peter shrugged, then hesitated. "How...umm...how was it?"

"If you're worried they're going to come hunt you down in retaliation, don't. They owe you an apology. I can't believe they came after you like that. Your alphas or not, that was not the way to go about things." Karen huphed in annoyance.

"Please stop calling them my alphas. That is not happening. Ever." Peter ground his teeth.

"Peter-"

"No. I don't care what my second gender thinks. I will not be spending any time with them."

There was silence between the three as they looked out over the New York skyline.

"Come on, kid." Matt grunted, standing up. "It's getting dark. I think it's time Spider-Man and Daredevil hit the streets."

"We did that a lot you know? I mean, as vigilantes we knew each other and even did team-ups." Peter smiled as he and Karen stood up. "We were together even more after things got bad. Before Bucky joined me and Sam, I spent a lot of time on the ground with you doing stealth. Sam and several members of the X-Men took the air-" Peter came to an abrupt halt as his words hung in the air.

"Matt? The X-Men are a thing here, right?"

"Yeah. Xavier's got his school set outside the limits. Honestly, Pete, it doesn't sound like there's any real difference between our worlds."

"Accept we don't have asshole Avengers." Karen said, her tone set to prove a point. "Our Avengers are heroes."

Peter didn't respond, refusing to acknowledge where Karen was going with her statements.

"What about Jessica, Luke and Danny?"

Matt smirked. "Jessica is running Alias Investigations, Luke has his bar, and Danny runs the Rand Corportation. I'm going to assume it was the same in your world?"

"Yeah. Does Jess still smell like booze most of the time?"

"Does she have another smell?" Matt chuckled.

"I can't believe I ran straight to you two and never even stopped to think about anyone else."

"Probably for the best." Matt nodded. "I can't guarantee anyone else would have heard you out without straight up attacking you."

Peter frowned as he looked at the ground.

"Maybe we should look into it." Karen said, brows furrowing. "It might not be a bad idea to know if there's another Peter Parker out there."

"Already done."

Karen and Peter looked at Matt with wide eyes.

"The Peter Parker of this world died at the age of 15. He was shot during a robbery."

Peter froze, his breath shallow. He didn't need to be told any specifics of the situation. He knew exactly when and where that Peter had died.

"Was....was anyone with him?"

"A Benjamin Parker."

Peter squeezed his eyes shut against the sting. In this world, Ben had survived while Peter had been killed. Did that mean he and May both were still here? It had been 11 years ago at this point.

"I know what you're thinking Peter," Matt sighed. "If you want to see them, fine, but don't engage with them."

Peter's head shot up, a glare settling on his face.

"Why not?"

"Their Peter Parker died. What do you think it would do to them to have thier nephew return out of the blue, 26 years old and swinging around New York as the newest vigilante?"

Peter turned his head to the side, his eyebrows furrowed while a few stray tears slid down his cheeks.

"I'm so sorry, Peter." Karen said softly, pulling him into a hug. "I can't imagine how you feel right now, but Matt's right honey. We need to take you being here slow. Maybe we could work something out for you to eventually see them, but right now is not it." she gently pushed him back enough to cup his face in her hands. "At least you know they're alive and well here."

Peter choked out a grateful laugh.

"It's more than what I had back home."

Karen smiled warmly. "We don't want you to hurt Peter, we want you to be safe. Everything about you is new. You're still getting used to your body, and you and I need to have a serious discussion about your potential heat."

"No more talk of alphas Karen. I've had my fill."

"Alright. Given your day I'll let you off the hook on more Omega 101 classes. However, we do have one issue. We may need to go ahead and work on getting a fake ID and other documents for you. Technically, you don't exist. I'm sure Jess and Luke can help us out."

"Karen Page!" Peter gasped scandalously. "Are you suggesting I forge a false identity?"

"I'm suggesting you better get out of my face spider brat." Karen huphed through a chuckle. "Make sure he comes home in one piece Matt. I'm going to go take a shower and try to wash today away." she said, kissing Matt's cheek and heading back inside.

"Come on Pete. Let's gear up and head out."

"Right behind you."

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Peter let out a whoop as he summersaulted through the air and landed next to Matt.

"Showoff." The vigilante scoffed.

"Don't be jealous." Peter smirked under the mask.

"Daredevil isn't jealous of anyone."

"Sure, sure." Peter waved him off. "Let's fight some crime! I've got a lot of steam to let off."

"Follow me then."

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"When you said, 'follow me'," Peter yelled, throwing a large man over his shoulder. "I didn't think you meant 'follow me to underground drug circuit'."

Matt grunted as his fist slammed into another man's face.

"I didn't think I needed to be specific."

"It's just courteous."

Throwing out his hands, Peter webbed two men to the floor before delivering a kick to and oncoming attacker's stomach.

"Just focus on webbing the guns then, I'll do all the grunt work."

"Crybaby."

"This really shouldn't be a big deal for you after what you been up against."

Peter dodged the body Matt threw through the air.

"It's kind of refreshing actually." Peter grinned, webbing a gun and flinging it in a circle, knocking down three men and then webbing them to the floor. "I mean, it's a good time."

"I'm glad you're having fun." Matt puffed sarcastically, wiping his hands off and looking around at all the unconscious bodies. "How about you finish webbing them up while send out an alert.

"You actually call the cops?" Peter asked in surprise. "That's different."

"I'm calling Jess. She gave me the tip. She's been working on this ring for a while, waiting for a big meeting to go down. She had something else to handle tonight though." Matt said. "She'll make the report."

"Awesome. "

"Finish up and join me outside."

Peter nodded and webbed up the rest of the men, then followed where Matt had left the warehouse.

"Let's go." Matt said, putting his phone back in a side pouch.

"Another ring to break up?" Peter asked, rocking back and forth on his feet.

"Sorry, currently out of those. Just normal, everyday criminals now."

"Good enough!" Peter grinned, shooting a web.

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Steve caught Tony as he fell from the ceiling. The webbing had finally dissolved and everyone was able to free themselves and move about.

"I don't know about you Sam," Clint grunted. "But I'm done with helping them try to win over Parker."

"Oh, I'm on board for that." Sam replied, knocking the remaining bit of webbing off.

"That's ok." Steve sighed. "We need to do it ourselves anyway. We need to try to get to know Peter. Ease our way into his life and be the alphas he deserves."

"And he deserves the best!" Thor agreed. "He handled himself masterfully today."

"So, we're just gonna brush over the fact he attacked everyone?" Clint asked.

"He was holding back." Natasha said, helping Steve move back the furniture.

"Extremely." Bucky nodded. "I could feel it. Every move was purposeful. Nothing he did would cause any of us lasting damage. Put us down for a while, yes, but he could have done a lot worse."

"The common room would disagree." Tony huphed, looking around at the damage. "However, I never thought I'd think someone kicking our asses was hot."

"You're just excited he got a little touchy with you, even if it was threatening." Sam scoffed.

"What can I say," Tony shrugged with a grin. "I'm a simple man."

"The common room would disagree." The other replied together.

"Jealousy is unbecoming of you all."

"Enough." Steve said, looking at his fellow alphas. "Let's talk about how we're going to win over our omega."

"If I may make a suggestion Boss," FRIDAY's voice filled the room. "I would suggest following up on Mr. Roger's line of questioning from before. Talking more with Ms. Page. would be a good idea. She seems very protective of Mr. Parker and would be the easier to approach out of her and Mr. Murdock."

"FRIDAY, I love you baby girl!" Tony grinned, slapping his hands together. "You all heard the lady."

"Ok. We'll talk to Karen, preferably where Peter won't find out." Steve nodded.

"And I suggest one on one." Natasha added. "Less chance of getting caught."

"That only leaves one question." Clint grinned deviously. "Who gets to talk to her first?"

Clint cackled as he pulled Sam toward the elevator as the alphas narrowed thier eyes at each other in challenge.

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"I feel bad for the kid." Sam sighed.

"I don't." Clint scoffed. "Did you forget what happened in there? I feel bad for them. If Laura could kick my ass like that, I'd be in trouble."

"Laura probably can kick your ass if she wants to."

"Keep that up and I'll take you back to the common room and leave you there."

"Then I'll kick your ass."

"Well, I think there's one thing we can agree on though," Clint smirked. "It's going to be a good show."

"No doubt." Sam laughed.