Avenger's Mansion was surrounded by an aura of silence, or what was left of it. Two days passed since Ultron raged his war on the Avengers and the world, leaving the team emotionally and physically scarred. With Tony helping J.A.R.V.I.S reconstruct himself, and most of the Avengers destroying the remnants of Ultron's forces, a particular web-head found himself rather lonely.

Since J.A.R.V.I.S' decommission, the remainder of the mansion's operable security and surveillance systems had been manually monitored by different Avengers in shifts. So for the next few hours the amazing Spider-Man is responsible for keeping his allies safe. As of right now, earths mightiest heroes were vulnerable, and everybody knew it.

The mansion's security room was still, despite the occasional beep or hum of machinery hard at work. Peter fiddled with his fingers, he needed a distraction.

He was still recovering from what that mutant girl showed him with her freaky powers, and the plethora of screens before him revealed he wasn't alone. The spider themed hero knew they all fought their worst nightmares that day, powerless as their own minds were turned against them. Inflicting wounds deeper than any punch or weapon could deal. Ultron turned them against each other, showed them they were there own worst enemies.

He slouched in his chair, and let his elbows rest on the counter. The weight of the matter dawned on him, Ultron didn't want to destroy the world, He wanted to destroy us. No more quiet suburbs, no more how I met your mother, and he was there. Ground zero, Sokovia, fighting shoulder to shoulder with Captain America. It was his second week here and he already faced an extinction level event. He really didn't grasp how dangerous being an Avenger really is.

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His enhanced ears picked up the sound of light footsteps. So light he barely believed it to be real; he wouldn't put it past himself, he was tired. He directed his attention to the screens which displayed every nook and cranny of Avenger's Mansion.

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He was sure it was real this time, he was sure anybody who didn't have superhuman senses wouldn't have heard that. He was also certain his spider-sense didn't go off, maybe somebody's pulling a prank on him? It had to be Clint but he was off with the rest finishing off Ultron's forces.

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He turned around, this was no joke. Its a hostile takeover. He wouldn't be surprised, there's a freaking huge hole in the building. He calmed himself and kept his finger near the emergency button. This person is playing with him, or their too afraid to fight him straight up. He chose the latter.

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He felt his heart beat faster, he stood up and let his lensed eyes scan the room. He stopped and noticed just how absurd he was acting, why should he be scared, his Spider-Man, he fought the lizard, Venom, the Rhino, heck even Mysterio. whoever this was was no Venom. They should be hiding, because if he saw them he would-

"Hey, Peter."

"WHA!" This was one of the rare occasions Peter's body reacted before his mind, never a good thing.

Before he could react he found himself leaping head first into the ceiling and sent crashing back to the ebony wood floor.

"You okay?" The voice was female and quite nice on the ear.

Spider-Man groggily raised his head towards the female, what his somewhat hazy vision could pick out was fiery red hair a mixture of emerald and blue eyes and a very tight bodysuit which accentuated a lithe and curvy body.

The spandex clad hero knew exactly who this is, the infamous Black Widow. Peter didn't know much about the redhead mainly because they barely spoke outside greetings and missions, but he did know she's one of S.H.I.E.L.D's best agents, if not the best. Also somebody you shouldn't mess with.

She outstretched a gloved hand, but he declined still feeling a bit butthurt, but glad his vision was back. She grinned and pulled up a chair near his and sat down.

"Well, the floor does look comfortable." She jested, her grin becoming wider.

The webbed wonder took his seat, recomposing himself and clearing his throat before throwing in his own quip." Do you make it a point to scare hardworking New Yorkers, Romanoff?" He was glad she was smiling again, he saw her on the Quinjet after Wakanda. Her face was transfixed in horror, but he guessed her training taught her to get over such things, or of course it could be a facade, she was a master of them after all.

"Only when their not." Her retort was fast, she crossed her arms waited patiently for his run of the mill quips.

"Whatever, what do you want?" He huffed out, she was sure if his mask didn't conceal his face she'd see the annoyance. To Natasha, he and Barton could practically be twins.

"What do you mean?" Natasha feigned confusion, but Peter wasn't buying it. He knew S.H.I.E.L.D agents, especially from when he was visited by a certain Director. It was simple, they pretend to be your friend to achieve their own goals.

"You're not here to say hi, you want something from me." Peter said matter-of-fact tone. Natasha facial expression changed, Peter seemed rather blase about the whole thing.

"Fine, I need you to babysit for me, please." She said, he could see she didn't anticipate the conversation going this way, maybe she had perfectly laid out plans to verbally corner him till he couldn't say no.

"Wait...you have a baby?!" He exclaimed, her facial expression went from unreadable to shock aaand back to unreadable.

"No, of course not," She broke character for a split second. " I promised Jessica i'd babysit for her, but some S.H.I.E.L.D stuff came up, so I need you to do it." She said veraciously.

"DREW HAS A BABY!? NOBODY TELLS ME ANYTHING ANYMORE!" Peter declared as he cupped his head in his hands.

Natasha found the sudden need to facepalm. "Bohze Moi, Jones. Not Drew, Jessica Jones."

"Oh, that actually makes a lot more sense." Peter murmured shyly.

"So you'll do it?" Natasha questioned, patiently waiting and staring into his ivory lenses, hoping to see a glimpse of his eyes. She always liked looking people in the eye when talking to them.

"What are you going to do again?" He replied with another question, completely ignoring hers.

"S.H.I.E.L.D ops, I can't tell you more." She said, Peter realized she didn't have an accent. She sounded american but something told him she wasn't.

"Come on spill the beans, i'm bored. This conversation is the most fun I had all day." He pleaded, he loved making her uncomfortable. Maybe even a new pastime

"If I did i'd have to kill you." Her small smirk disappeared and she gave him a look that sent shivers down his spine.

Spider-Man quickly changed the subject "Why me anyway?"

"Kids dig Spider-Man" She said with a smirk.

"Kids dig Spider-Man?" Peter replied incredulously. The black widow could see the faint signs of a genuine smile developing under that web clad red mask.

"And woman over thirty" She added

"Really?"

"Just an observation."

"Seriously?"

"Must be the spandex." She said as she tilted her head.

Peter blushed, and swore the red mask just got a little more red. "Anyway, what's in it for me?"

"I'll owe you one." She smirked.

"What could an assassin and super spy do for me? Well there's this guy called Ted next door, his musics always really loud. So you know can you "take care of him" like by tomorrow?"

"You want me to kill your neighbor?" She said skeptically.

"Ugh, you said it out loud. Now everybody knows!" He quipped "I'm joking, you know i'm joking right? Don't kill him."

As of right now the Black Widow didn't know who's worse: Hawkeye or Spider-Man.

"Peter I don't have all day, yes or no?" Romanoff knew she has exceeded her limit of smart ass for the day.

"Okay, fine i'll do it" He gave in.

"Thank you, Peter. Dani's an angel you'll love her." The Black Widow stood up and left the security room with a smile on her face. Looks like she did have the night to herself after all.

As for Peter? He made a solemn vow that night to never babysit again.

Thank you so much for reading, please review. I thrive on constructive critiscim. Oh and by the way All Avengers in this are played by their actors in the movies. Spidey is played by Andrew or whoever you have in your imagination. Thanks again.