Spider-Man shot up, his chest heaving. He looked around the room, which he discovered to be a large hospital wing. His scream was still echoing when Johnny Storm entered. "Spidey! You're awake!"

"What the--where am I?"

"The Baxter Building. I took you here after you were shot."

All the memories rushed back into his head. "Oh my God! Uncle Ben...Mysterio! You--you saved me, didn't you?"

Johnny smiled and shrugged. "You could call it that."

"Wow. I never saw that happening."

"Me neither," Storm laughed.

Spider-Man nodded. "Thanks."

"Of course," Johnny said.

Spider-Man jumped out of bed, feeling better all ready. He healed faster than average people. "So, what about Jameson?"

"He's fine. Nearly had a heart attack when he realized what was going on. When he woke up from his trance and was told he shot you, a smile whipped across his face."

"Doesn't surprise me, really," Spider-Man said. "So, where's Mr. Fantastic, Sue, and Rocky?"

"On a mission. Hey, Spidey...I'm so sorry. It's been a hell of a week for you. But the good new is...your name is cleared. Jameson was a witness and saw Mysterio. Now they just gotta find him."

"Man, I am not looking forward to that. But I gotta give Fish Bowl Head some payback." He turned around and pointed to the phone "I gotta go call my wife and tell her I was shot."

"Knock yourself out!" Johnny said.

Spider-Man nodded and walked over to the wall phone. He dialed the number, and, as always, Mary Jane picked up before the second ring. "Hello?"

"Heya, Red."

"Peter! Oh my God! Are you--what the--?" Mary Jane was frantic.

"I'm fine, MJ," Spider-Man said.

"They said you were shot!"

"They didn't lie."

"Oh my God!" She was crying. He could tell.

"I'll be home soon. I love you." After he heard her say "I love you too" he hung up the phone. He walked over to Johnny. "Y'know, I really hate this business sometimes."

"I hear ya...hey, want help with Mysterio?"

"You don't mind?"

"Not at all."

"All right, then. Hey--I can swing in public now without people throwing things at me or calling me a baby harasser!"

Johnny laughed. "Looking on the bright side of life, are we?"

Spider-Man shrugged. "Sometimes you have to."

A/N: Okay. I am REALLY sorry to end it like this! But I have very little time to get online anymore and this was my least favorite story, so I just cut it short. Sorry! I really am--I normally don't do that. Thanks for everything, you lovely readers you!