All for a girl named Rose

Peter

After a while James and Steve left to have their own private conversation.

"I'm sorry I was a little bit... earlier I was out of it.. and I- I forgot your name." The boy said.

"My name is Rose." Honesty she didn't feel like talking, she wanted to find a secluded area and sleep for a long long time. But she promised herself she wouldn't do that, she couldn't. Rose couldn't stand the thought of becoming her again. looking back, the moment she realized she wasn't her anymore, was the night sleeping in the truck bed.

"I'm Peter Parker." He said with a smile.

"I know."

"Oh! well... uh, how old are you? You look pretty young to be fighting with the avengers."

"Yeah, well I could say the same for you. I'm Fourteen."

"Fourteen? And you were out there doing that?!? With the purple guy and the Avengers? And I'm sixteen. Sixteen and a half"

"Oh really? Sixteen and a half, practically an adult." Rose poked at him, doing her best to stop the intrusive thoughts playing in her head like a broken record. "Well in that case I'm fourteen and... do you know what day it is?"

"No, we should find someone who does." Peter stood up and motioned at her to follow.

Rose hesitated for a minute, growing up in the red room she had never had a good interaction with a man. Whenever one asked her to follow them it always ended up... in something she didn't want to think about.

"Come on. I don't want to go alone." Peter complained in a low strained voice. He lightly grabbed her hand.

Rose finally stood up and started looking for something who didn't look busy. They eventually came across a man in a red and grey suit sitting in one of the hallways.

"Hey sir, do you happen to know what day it is?" Peter asked still holding Rose's wrist.

"Um", the man paused and looked at his phone. "December first 2023"

"I HAVE TO CALL AUNT MAY." Peter loudly announced.  "Can I use your phone... um- mr?"

"Yes" The man handed Peter his phone. "It's Scott Lang"

"Peter, Peter Parker. I think we've met before."  Peter turned away from Scott and quickly dialed a number.

Rose felt like she needed to do something but she wasn't quite sure what. It had something to do with what peter had just said. May or Aunt.. AUNT.

Rose looked around frantically until she saw Steve walking down the hallway Peter and her had just been sitting in.

"What's wrong?" Peter asked while he waited for the other line to be picked up. He grabbed her hand again when she took a step towards Steve. He quickly dropped it. "Sorry".

"I will be right back." She promised.

"Hey, what are you kids-?" Steve started to ask.

"Did you tell Yelena?" 

"What?"

"Did you tell Yelena about Natasha?" 

"No, it hasn't been long and it's been so-"

Rose turned on her heels and ran back to Scott and Peter.

"I can't come home right now. I don't know it could be a few days. Things are a little confusing. I'll see you later I have to go." Rose caught the tail end of his conversation.

"I need the phone now." Peter complied handing her the phone. Rose dialed the number she had memorized only a few months, and five years, earlier.

"Hello?" A familiar voice responded. Rose rushed down a few hallways and around some corners for privacy.