A/N: This is based on the mid and end credit scenes for Spider-Man: Far From Home. MAJOR SPOILER WARNING if you have not seen SPIDER-MAN: FAR FROM HOME. Read at your own risk. Reviews, comments, P/Ms, and constructive criticism are very welcome and appreciated.

Dedication: To my sister who is nuts for Spider-Man and who got into Marvel at my insistence that she watch it. Love you!

Disclaimer: No characters belong to me. Marvel owns them all.

"…Spider-Man's name is Peter Parker!"

Peter's heart began to race as his life shattered right in front of him. People began to point up to where he sat perched on the lamppost.

Without thinking about it, he leapt down, picked up M.J., and swung across the city towards home. As he swung, all he could think about was keeping M.J. safe.

As soon as they had reached his apartment building, he jumped through the open window and tore his mask off.

M.J. shook with fear after the sudden and mostly unwelcome swing through the city. Once she had calmed down enough to speak, she said shakily, "Well, I guess everyone knows now." "I guess so," he replied, still trying to decide what to do.

"Peter?" May slammed his bedroom door open, "Happy and I just saw the news. You and M.J. should come into the kitchen."

Peter and M.J. silently followed May into the kitchen where Happy was on the phone.

"Yes, I would like to speak to the real Nick Fury! Yes, this is a very real emergency! Okay, I'll wait." Happy huffed as he hung up, "He wanted me to wait. Apparently, the Fury we've been in contact with for this entire mission has not been the real Nick Fury at all and has only been an alien pretending to be Fury."

"An alien?" asked Peter, momentarily forgetting his peril in favor of his nerdiness, "like in the movie Men in Black?"

"Not quite. Fury gave it permission to impersonate him so that he could take a vacation."

"Cool!" Peter said, his interest piquing, "was it the alien or Fury that you called?"

"The alien. It said it would call Fury and have him call me back."

"Okay, so what do we do in the meantime?" May asked, crossing her arms.

"Well, the police, FBI, and likely the UN will want to arrest Peter, so we can't stay here," Happy answered, frustrated and annoyed that the person Tony had entrusted him to keep safe's secret identity had just been revealed to the entire world.

"Why not?" Peter asked, a confused look on his face.

"Do you want to get arrested, you idiot?" yelled M.J., shoving him.

"No, of course not, but couldn't I just explain what actually happened to them?"

Happy sighed and sat down tiredly, "No kid, you couldn't. The government wouldn't care that you didn't do it. They think they have infallible video proof that you activated the drones to destroy the city. There's also the fact that you didn't sign the Accords. You would be held responsible for that and vigilantism as well as the attack on London. Our play right now is to find a safe house and wait out the media frenzy."

"Okay," Peter sighed, sitting down heavily, the weight of the world suddenly on his shoulders.

"So where do we go?" May asked, clearly very concerned that her nephew's life had just been turned upside down.

"Pepper and Tony's cabin would be the best place to go to sort things out until we can find a more permanent safe house that the government is not aware of," Happy replied, the look on his face showing that he was not in love with the idea.

"Um, what about me?" M.J. asked, raising her hand, "do I have to go into hiding too?"

"Unfortunately, yes."

"Just because I heard the plan?" she sighed, clearly annoyed with the whole concept of security.

"Because you heard the plan and because you're closely associated with Peter, the government might assume you're a collaborator and arrest you."

"On what grounds?" M.J. challenged Happy, crossing her arms.

"On the grounds of assisting a terrorist!"

The room filled with tension until Happy's phone rang. "It's Pepper. I have to get this."

"I guess we should start packing," May said sullenly, making her way to her bedroom to pack her suitcase.

"You want to help me pack?" Peter awkwardly asked M.J., pointing to his room with his thumb.

"Sure, it's not as if I have anything else to do, besides assisting a terrorist." "But…I'm…" Peter stammered. "I'm messing with you, " M.J. smiled as she kissed him on the cheek, "But seriously, we have to get moving."

"Yeah, right."

"Okay, Pepper's sending the Quinjet, so be ready in five minutes!" Happy yelled from the living room as he hung up his phone.

Peter led M.J., May and Happy onto the roof as soon as Happy got the word that the Quinjet had landed.

It was strange for Peter to be going up to the roof without his suit on. He felt vulnerable and exposed. But most of all, he felt scared. No, scared wasn't the right word. He felt terrified. The uncertainty that had just overtaken his life was terrifying and would have to take some getting used to, so he took a deep breath and stepped out of the stairway and into the sunlight, quickly making his way to the open door of the invisible Quinjet.

The sirens he had been hearing ever since his swing home with M.J. began to concentrate around his building, and he suddenly got the nerve to peer down off the edge of the roof. Five police cars and an armored prisoner transport vehicle were gathered. He took a sharp intake of breath and ran into the Quinjet, where his friends and family quickly followed.

"Hi, I'm Agent Davis, from S.H.I.E.L.D.," said the young, blonde-haired man in the cockpit, "Stow your luggage anywhere and then take a seat and buckle up."

"I thought we were going to the Stark cabin?" Happy asked, irritated as he fumbled with the complicated seatbelt.

"Mrs. Stark contacted Agent Hill, who put her in touch with us. You'll be much safer with us than with her until this crisis is smoothed over," Davis replied.

"S.H.I.E.L.D.?" asked Peter, a look of utter surprise and wonder on his face, "as in the organization that deals with Inhumans?"

"Well, yes and no," the agent said while carefully maneuvering the Quinjet off the roof to fly over the city, "traditionally, S.H.I.E.L.D. was an intelligence organization that dealt with direct threats to humanity, mostly alien, then its job was mostly to locate, train, and educate the Inhumans, but lately, we've been dealing with some pretty weird stuff."

"Like what?" Peter wondered if it was weirder then what he had had to deal with recently.

"Like preventing the end of the world by having agents sucked into the future, brought back to the present to save the world, and have one agent die and yet still be alive because he's frozen in space."

May looked sharply at Peter, knowing how similar his recent experiences were to the agent's. Peter looked back at her, a small smile on his face.

"Wow, that's a lot, similar to being beamed up into a space doughnut and having to fight a huge alien on an alien planet or being blipped and brought back to life and then going through a wizard's portal or having to fight a psycho with holograms."

"Wait, you went to space?" asked M.J., her mouth gaping open.

"Yeah, join the club, kid," said Davis nonchalantly, a grin on his face, "where we're going, space is not the weirdest or most interesting place most people have been."

"Where are we going?" May asked, concerned.

"S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters," Davis replied, as a white lighthouse next to a shining blue lake came into view.

"That's S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters?" Happy asked, "I thought it would be much bigger."

"Oh, it's just the tip of the iceberg, my friend," Davis replied, as a giant circle appeared in the water and Davis lowered the Quinjet down into it.

"Welcome to S.H.I.E.L.D. H.Q.," Davis said, as he lowered the ramp, "if you'll follow me, I'll take you to see the director."

A/N: For those interested in/concerned with timelines, I place this story right before Season 6 of Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D., when Daisy, Jemma, Davis, and Piper are planning to go look for Fitz in the Zephyr. I know the timelines are a bit off between the show and Endgame, but I'm compensating for them as best as I can.

For those Spider-Man fans who don't watch Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D., this story is mostly going to be about Spider-Man. I only crossed it over because I love the show and I figured the Lighthouse would be a good place for Peter and friends to hide.

If you've taken the time to read this little story of mine, I would very much appreciate you writing down your opinion of it (good or bad) or reaction to it (good or bad) in the reviews. Having people read my story is wonderful, but I would really like to know what you think of it. Your response to my story helps encourage me to continue it and gives me a boost when (or if) writer's block sets in. Thank you!