Spider-Man: Duty And Loss Chapter 88: Patience

Jarvis replied after a few seconds. "Felicia Sara Hardy, Daughter of Walter and Lydia Hardy, owners of the Hardy Foundation." A picture of two adults joined the close up of the brunet girl. The mother was a spitting image of her daughter.

Tony nodded his head; he remembered a few of the deals he had with the hardy foundation now that he was out of the weapons business. He needed to find a gift for Pepper last year and one of the things they dealt heavily in was the antique business.

He had got quite the nice 18th century necklace for her. She had loved it, showing her grat.i.tude the night and morning after, which was probably the only reason he remember them so vividly. A small smirk came to his lips before he refocused back on Jarvis.

"Walter Harvey is an ex-criminal turned business man, known around the world as the renowned jewel thief 'The Cat'. s.h.i.+eld files indicate he even did some missions for s.h.i.+eld to wipe his sheet clean." Natasha and Clint both raised their eyebrows at that.

Though Natasha had never heard of him, Clint could vaguely remember hearing mentions of one of the best thief's in the world retiring, code named 'The Cat'. He had still been up and coming in s.h.i.+eld at the time though.

"This might interest you Sir, s.h.i.+eld files indicate that his daughter has taken up the family business." A new picture appeared before them showcasing a platinum blond wearing tight black leather. It was a bit hard to make out everything thanks to the low quality of the picture, but they could see enough.

*Whistle!!!* Tony gave a wolf whistles as he looked at the picture. "I would like to remind you sir that this picture was taken, 2 years ago at a minimum and her files indicate she would be 16 years of age." Tony froze for a second, before deflating and s.h.i.+vering, he started mumbling to himself over and over.

"I'm not into young girls, I'm not into young girls." It almost became a mantra as the others looked at Tony with slight pity, amus.e.m.e.nt and disgust at the slip up. As Tony's world started to come apart the others got back to the topic at hand.

"So the Daughter took to her father's life in crime?" Clint nodded at Natasha's words; his eyes were locked onto a small scrolling bar that held Felicia's information. "Yes, she in well trained in martial arts and athletics, she might have done it after discovering her father's past, or maybe something else triggered her actions. But looking at what she stolen in her time, she's pretty impressive."

Natasha and Steve also looked at the list as it rolled by, taking in most of the details. Natasha was feeling relieved after seeing that Peter wasn't in any danger, but until she actually met with him she was a bit on edge.

The most recent picture, him standing next to Felicia, she easily noticed the improvement in his condition. His cheeks were less gaunt, his eyes seemed a bit brighter than usual and his clothes had been replaced.

Steve turned back to Jarvis. "What's their connection?" Jarvis stopped once again to gather the information. "Felicia went to the same school as Peter, Mid Town High, at a house party hosted by a one, Harry Osborn; it seems Peter saved her from a near case of ****. After that, their messages suggest that they were close, before she and her family left just shortly before the Battle of New York."

Everyone in the room stiffened a bit at the mention of ****, before getting even worse when the Battles of New York was brought up, it was still a sore point with many of them. Because even though it brought them together, lots of civilians had died while they tried to stop the invasion.

Jarvis didn't stop though. "After moving to Europe, Felicia came back to New York for studying 1 month ago. I have her current listed address." Steve nodded at the information. "Good." Steve looked down for a minute as he thought over everything they just found out.

His commander mind set quickly took a peek at the time before shaking in defeat. "We'll check out the apartment tomorrow after Jane Doe wakes up. We need more information before moving in." Natasha looked like she wanted to say something but Clint put his hand on her shoulder and Steve spoke first.

"I know you want to go save him now Nat, but it's better for us to a.s.sess the situation before moving in. It's also late, it would be better to do this in the morning." Natasha looked at both of them for a second, before her shoulders slumped and she nodded. "Ok." Clint gave her shoulder a squeeze before moving over to the unconscious Laura.

Gesturing to her, he spoke to the rest, trapped in their thoughts. "So who gets first watch of sleeping beauty?" Tony, who had finally recovered, tilted his head in confusion. Clint just shook his head at him. "If she is a dangerous mutant that has been experimented on, with Adamantium claws in her hands, what do you think she'll do waking up in an unknown hospital bed?"

Tony's face paled as he thought about all the destruction and costs! "We'll rotate people every 4 hours for the night, if she wakes up, I'll have Jarvis notify everyone." The rest thought about the words for a while before giving a nod.

Tony smiled. "So I think that...." Clint cut him off walking towards the door with Natasha and Steve. "Thanks for taking the first s.h.i.+ft Tony, see you in 4 hours Stark." "W-wait!" They completely ignored him as they made their way out.

Tony could just hear Clint as he talked to Natasha leaving. "So let's talk about your hidden friend, so hidden in fact...that you didn't tell your partner!" Natasha's shoulders slumped again as she realized she would have to give them more details.

Rolling her eyes they went for the elevator to the lounge room.