16 C16 Daddy

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In a dark office, which seems to be underground as it has no windows, Nick Fury hunches over a desk filled with paperwork. He's been reviewing field reports for missions performed by the many agents of Shield all around the world. Some were still active while others had concluded with either success or failure.

He's been looking over reports for the past seven hours and looked to be fed up by now. Who knew being the head of the world's largest and most powerful extra-government spy agency would be so hard?

Suddenly, the door opens, and in walks a nameless Shield grunt who handed the Director a Manila folder before saluting and taking his leave.

Opening it up, Fury sees multiple surveillance photos and a log that described the daily life of the people in the photos.

As he looked at each photo one by one, the usual hard and stern Nick Fury disappears as a sad and fond look forms on his face. Anyone who knew him would immediately think something was wrong upon seeing Fury's current state.

As he looks through the photos, Fury notices something alarming, or rather someone. Checking the log, his eyes widen as the stern Nick Fury returns in full force.

"This motherf*cker!" Fury curses as he stands and leaves the room, slamming the door behind him.

Left on his desk is a picture of MJ and Peter holding hands together while shopping. Next to the photo is the log which was filled with words, but one thing stood out.

'...possible boyfriend?'

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[bang]

"I SAID LEAVE!" MJ's mom, Grace roars loud enough for Peter and MJ to hear from the end of the driveway.

"What the..." Peter mutters as he dashed toward the door followed by a worried daughter.

Jiggling the doorknob, Peter found that it was unlocked. Letting himself in, he saw Grace throwing pots and pans at a man in all black with a trench coat and eyepatch.

"..." As soon as he saw who it was, Peter froze in shock. 'Nick Fury?'

"I won't let you just come back into our lives and ruin MJ's special day!" Grace exclaims like a pissed-off dragon and chucks a frying pan in Fury's direction.

"What special day?" Fury asks as he easily side steps the pan, which hits the wall and breaks the drywall as it falls to the floor.

He didn't have time to read the full report before rushing here, so he didn't know about the Homecoming dance.

"See, Nick? You don't even know because you left!" Grace yells as she ran out of things to throw and got up in his face. "Your beautiful, loving, and brilliant daughter is on a date at her first High School dance tonight."

"Huh?!" Fury grunts in surprise.

"Now leave right this instant before she gets home and her night is ruined by the sight of you!" Grace says pointedly as Peter turns to see MJ standing behind him looking sad and angry with a hollow look in her eyes.

"It's too late for that." MJ says, making her and Peter's presence known.

Both parents turn to see Peter and MJ standing inside with the front door wide open behind them.

"Hey, Michelle." Fury says, happy to see his daughter in person for the first time in a while.

"It's MJ." She replies with a dead look toward her deadbeat daddy.

Before anyone could say or do anything else, MJ turned around and paced out of the house.

"Baby, Wait!" Grace yells as she runs after MJ and they disappear down the street.

An awkward silence fills the house as Peter and Fury are the only two left behind. What makes it even worse is the glare that Peter is currently receiving. Meeting your girlfriend's father is already a nerve-wracking experience, but it's a hundred times worse when that father is Nick Fury, Director of Shield and one of the greatest spies to ever live.

"Hello, sir?" Peter greets uncomfortably.

"..." Fury just keeps his glare trained on Peter without uttering a single word.

"Were you just in the area or?" Peter tried to do anything to calm the awkward and hostile atmosphere.

"Go home." Nick says without giving Peter any room to object.

"Sure, that's probably a good idea." Peter nods as he heads toward the door to escape this awkward situation.

As Peter leaves the house, Fury pulls out his phone and dials a number.

"Where are they?" He asks.

"They're walking around the block, sir. Would you like me to escort them back?" A voice on the other end of the phone replies.

"No, follow them and only reveal yourself if they're in danger." Fury orders and hangs up the phone.

Walking around the house, Fury takes in the surroundings. Seeing all of the pictures around the house, he felt regret for leaving but knew it had to be done. Steeling his resolve, Nick sadly locked up the house and left shortly after Peter.

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While Peter was walking to the subway, he stopped in his tracks and turned back around. He didn't want to get in the middle of the Jones/Watson family drama, as he only just started dating MJ, which is why he agreed to leave so easily, but he felt that a great night was ruined and wanted to fix it somehow.

Returning to MJ's house, Peter found the place locked up with no one home. Taking a seat on the few steps leading up to the front door, Peter waits patiently as he takes in the fresh night air.

After waiting for almost half an hour, Peter saw MJ and her mother walk back towards the house arm in arm. Both of them looked like they had been crying.

"Hey." Peter says with a wave.

"Hey, I thought you would be home by now." MJ says in surprise as she wipes any stray tears away.

"I was heading that way but then I remembered I didn't say goodnight." Peter gives her a comforting smile.

"Well, don't mind me." Grace says as she makes her way toward the door. "Huh? It's locked?"

"He must have locked it before leaving." Peter says as MJ's mother nods and unlocks the door with her key.

"Don't be too long. It's getting late." Grace says as she leaves Peter and her daughter outside.

Taking a seat beside Peter on the stairs, MJ sighs and looks out into the street quietly.

"Would you count this date as a success?" Peter asks as MJ rolls her eyes at him.

"The beginning was horrible, but that was because my mom and your aunt went a bit overboard. The middle was great while the end was what I would describe as a car crash." MJ says as she hugs her knees.

"Hmm, I see." Peter says as he puts his arm around her shoulder. "Then we'll just have to keep dating until we get it right!"

"Pfft, you're such a loser." MJ looks away as Peter pulls her close to him.

"It's okay." Peter says as he reaches his other arm around her, hugging MJ as she cradles herself into a ball.

"I just wish he would have showed up tomorrow or something." MJ says, getting teary-eyed and sniffly. "When I saw him standing there I was so angry, but also happy... Isn't that sad? I was happy to see the man that ditched me and my mom without a single word. We just woke up one morning and he was gone. He didn't even say goodbye..."

"I'm sorry." Peter says as he squeezes her gently in his arms.

"You didn't do anything." MJ says as she sniffles and rests her head on Peter's chest.

"Yeah, I'm just sorry you had to go through that." Peter clarifies.

"It wasn't all bad. My mom and I are really close now, which is why I didn't mind not having friends in school. My best friend was at home." MJ says and Peter looks over his shoulder towards a nearby window.

He could hear Grace wipe some tears as she snooped on her daughter from a nearby window. Though he wouldn't rat her out. May would probably do the same.

"Do you want your dad to show up again?" Peter asks as he glances at a black unmarked car that was parked down the street.

With his enhanced senses, Peter knew that the car was filled with people, who were likely Shield agents sent by her father. He could hear listening devices playing what they said through headphones in the car, so they were recording and would probably report this back to Fury.

"I don't know..." MJ muttered as she sniffles into his chest. "I just want to know why, you know?"

"Yeah, I get it." Peter nods. "Maybe you should ask him next time he shows up."

"Sure, If I didn't already scare him away..." MJ says in self-deprecation.

"He's your father. I doubt you could ever scare him away." Peter says as he glances at the car once again.

"It's already happened once." She says in a small voice.

"I highly doubt the reason your father left all those years ago was because of you or your mother." Peter says, very sure of himself.

"You don't know that for sure..." MJ says as she burrows further into Peter's arms.

"And neither do you." Peter used her own words to prove his point. "It's a lot more likely that your father is some sort of secret agent or something. Maybe even a hitman. I mean did you see his trench coat and that eye patch?"

"Pfft, Yeah right!" MJ laughs as Peter hears the car of agents trying and failing to hold back their laughter as well.

A/N: 1630 words

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