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Royally Screwed // Peter Parker x Stark!reader

Summary: After a party and quite a lot of drinking Y/n Stark finds herself in quite a predicament // Part Four / Final Part??

Warnings: teen pregnancy, language

Author’s Note: I might add another part cause I feel like this was rushed and didn’t end well but I was under a lot of stress with school and family so this will have to do for now.

One month since I had spoken to any of the Avengers. Two months since I had last spoken to my Dad. Six months since I found out about my pregnancy. Eight and a half months since the night that started it all.

Everything was falling together nicely; May and Peter had set up a crib and changing table in his already cramped room, I had attempted to help but they refused, saying I needed to rest.

Peter had learned about Tony’s lash-out, despite my very concise instructions to not tell him. He didn’t take it well threatening to go over there and have a chat with my Dad himself. I had eventually talked him out of it, saying that with my Dad’s vast array of weapons nearby there was a slim to none chance of him coming out uninjured.

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I awoke with with a groan and a pain in my abdomen. I passed it off as a cramp and attempted to fall back asleep but was soon awaken by the same pain.

“Fuck.” I knew what was happening but I wanted to deny it, it was two weeks too soon.

Just another fuck up of mine. I slowly removed myself from Peter’s arms and walked to the bathroom, careful to avoid any loose screws or tools Peter and May left lying around.

I closed the door, making sure no noise was heard through the small apartment. I looked at myself in the mirror for a split second before letting the cold water hit my face.

A knock at the door woke me from my daze.

“Y/n, you alright?” Peter. How did he even realize I was gone?

“Uh, yeah, why?” I needed a minute to collect myself before I told him so that I could calm him down.

“My spidey sense is going insane and then I woke up and you weren’t there.”

I sighed and opened the door to find Peter in sweatpants hanging loosely around his waist and his curls running freely on his head.

“Well, uh, Pete?”

“Yeah?” He rubbed his eyes with the heels of his hands.

“I think I might be going into labor? But I don’t really know?” I said with extreme caution in my voice.

He instantly snapped awake. “I, uh, um, uh, May!” I shushed him, feeling immediate guilt for waking the older woman but seconds later she came stumbling out.

“Yeah! I’m up! What’s happening?” She rubbed her eyes as well before staring at us both.

Pain rippled through my body once again as I held onto Peter for support.

“Oh dear God. Okay, Peter get a bag packed, come on Y/n, honey, we’re getting you to the car.” May instructed. Peter nodded and took off back into his room as he ran his fingers through his wild hair.

May took ahold of my arm and helped guide me down the stairs and into the car just in time for Peter to come running back down with a bag.

“I-I think I got everything?” Peter said, slight concern in his voice.

“It’s fine, Pete, let’s go.” May ordered, pulling him into the car and putting it in drive.

The drive was once again short, but painful. My contractions had been getting closer and closer together, as well as incresingly painful.

“Why is this going so fast? I thought labor was supposed to take hours!” I said through a groan.

“Well, I guess yours isn’t! I don’t know maybe it’s something to do with Peter’s powers!” May shouted, still mildly frantic.

“Jesus fucking Christ.” I muttered.

“Anything I can do to help?” Peter asked as he placed his hand on my abdomen.

I leaned into his touch and rested my head on his shoulder, “It hurts.”

“I know. I know.” He ran his fingers through my hair and he comforted me.

“These are the times I wish I still had my Dad.” I whimpered.

Peter didn’t respond, I saw May look at us through the the rear-view mirror.

We sat in silence for the rest of the ride, not including my muffled groans and whimpers.

When we finally arrived, May ran inside to get a room while Peter helped me and gathered the bags.

By the time Peter and I got into the building I was being pulled away and into a room.

The three of us got everything settled and awaited the doctor’s arrival.

“I’m going to go see what’s taking so long.” May announced.

Peter and I nodded as he gripped my hand with an iron grip.

Another contraction ripples through my body, causing my grip on Peter to instensify.

May and the doctor, Dr. Reed, cane in shortly after. He did a short exam and concluded that I was, in fact, eight centimeters.

He was genuinely surprised at the speed of the progress, saying he’s never seen someone go through labor so fast.

I helped Peter fill out basic paperwork in the few minutes I was released from the pain of the contractions.

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Only forty five minutes later our baby was born.

Dr. Reed was still surprised by the speed of it all and helped the nurse take her away to do tests.

“Pete,” I said breathlessly, “we need a name.”

“I like the name Amelia.” He shrugged as if he wasn’t panicking internally.

I thought for a moment before smiling at him, “Amelia Rose?”

“Amelia Rose.” He tested the name on his tongue. “I love it.” He smiled wide and kissed the back of my hand. “And I love you.”

“I love you too.” I leaned up and kissed him.

“You guys are cute.” I looked over to see May still sitting in the corner. We all chuckled and started to make conversation.

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It had been about an hour and half since we had seen Amelia when the doctor came back in without her, slightly worrying me.

“W-What’s wrong.” Peter spoke before I could form words.

“Nothing is wrong.” He smiled. “We just found abnormalities in your daughter’s DNA and we figured we would tell you, even if it doesn’t affect her yet.” He looked to Peter and winked, as Peter dropped his head. “A nurse should be in here within a few minutes with her.”

I thanked him and put a shoulder on Peter’s shoulder, “What’s wrong?”

“I fucked her up.” He said as he put his head in his hands.

“Peter Parker you did not fuck her up.” The door opened interrupting our conversation. A nurse handed me Amelia and then left us alone. “See. She’s perfect.”

He looked up at the little girl, who was wrapped in a thick blanket.

He took her from me after a few minutes and held her close, only letting her go when May came back in.

“She’s beautiful guys, you should be proud, I know I am.” I smiled and adjusted myself in the bed.

“Get some sleep babe, you need it.” Peter advised.

“But-“

“We’ll watch her.” May interrupted, already knowing what i was going to say.

I nodded and thanked them before letting myself close my eyes.

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We were allowed to leave with Amelia a week later.

Peter opened the door of the car and took the baby carrier from me as well as helping me out. We slowly made our way up the steps of the apartment complex, following May, who had all the bags.

May held the door open for the pair of us as we entered the small apartment. Peter flipped up the light switch, turning on the light as we were met with an abundance of people and a banner.

I immediately recognized them as the Avengers and some people from S.H.I.E.L.D.

I smiled as I was enveloped in hugs and showered with ‘Congratulations.’

I started to cry as I leaned into the embraces I had been needing lately. The validation. Not just from Peter and May, but the people I grew up with, I needed to know that they still accepted me.

As everyone pulled away I searched for one familiar face although I was nearly positive it wasn’t going to be there. Natasha put her hand on my shoulder as I scanned the last of the crowd, not finding the one person who’s validation I needed more than everyone else’s.

My eyes met her’s and I tried to hide the disappointed look on my face.

We all sat in the small living space as we caught up. Some of the team I haven’t seen since my dad found out and found out through the news. Everyone saw and got to hold Amelia before I put her down for a nap.

Everyone else was in the midst of laughing at an embarrassing story Rhodey was telling about when I was a baby as I hid my face in Peter’s shoulder.

“Wouldn’t I be more qualified to tell those stories, Rhodes?” My throat almost closed instantly. I looked up slowly and peered over the top of the couch. Peter placed a protective arm around me as he stared him down.

“Dad?” The strangled sound made its way out of my mouth. “What’re you doing here.”

He held a bouquet of flowers and his left hand was shaking ever so slightly.

“Can we go somewhere private?” I looked back at everyone else, who had all stood up and looked ready to attack. All except Natasha, she just smirked at me.

“Y-Yeah.” I got up and led him to the room shared by Peter, me and now Amelia, making sure to position myself between him and a now sleeping Amelia. He shut the door slowly before taking a deep breath. He was about to speak when his eyes caught the small figure of Amelia. He moved closer and I watched him intently. He took her small hand into his palm as tears dropped down onto the mattress.

In less than a second he had his arms wrapped tightly around my back and he sobbed into my shoulder.

“I’m sorry I left you like that. I’m so so sorry, I can never forgive myself.” He repeated into my ear as I wrapped my arms tightly around his midriff.

“Dad…” I whimpered. He pulled away and wiped the tears with the sleeve of his jacket.

“I don’t know what I was thinking just leaving you like that. I should’ve helped instead of lashing out and Steve says I lashed out again when you tried to help me but I don’t even remember it and I’m such a screw up and-“ He rambled.

“Dad. I forgive you.” I cut him off. “I understand I didn’t allow for you to react before I took off. We were both in the wrong. and I hope we can forgive each other.” Amelia began to stir because of the noise in the room.

“May I?” He asked.

I nodded but still watched him carefully as he cooed and rocked her gently. I smiled as he began to cry again.

“Y/n she’s so beautiful.” He cried before setting her back down in her crib where she fell back asleep.

I led him back out to the rest of the team where he thanked May and Peter for taking care of me for the past couple of months. We talked for a while, just like old times. We may have some things to work on but it was the start of the better life ahead.

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