a calculated risk (джен)

"I'm your big brother, Harley," the man says. "This is our little sister, Morgan. We're Tony's other kids."
Peter blinks slowly, trying to parse that out, and cocks his head. "What?"
"You're my big brothers. Daddy told me all about you," Morgan says, wrapping a tiny hand around Harley's neck. "He missed you both lots, but he told me all the stories about Spider-Man."
"Did he now," Peter says, utterly bemused. It hurts to hear her talk about Tony, to think of all the time that Peter has missed. Five years. He's been gone longer than he knew Tony for. The knowledge weighs heavily.
Morgan nods so hard her pigtails bounce. "Yup! He's gonna be so happy to see you again."
"What?" Peter says again.
Harley motions to him. "Get up. We're gonna save our dad."