My laptop is broken -.- So, I'm on my dad's computer.-.

Sorry it took me a while to do this v.v like, a looooong while. School and stuff. Well here yah go c:

Peter woke up with Gwen snuggled up to him. He smiled tiredly and pulled her closer.

"Peter..." Gwen mumbled.

Peter pulled away slightly and saw that she was still asleep.

He smiled.

She was dreaming about him. He watched her, waiting for her to mumble something else.

"I…love you…" She mumbled.

Peter's grin widened. He leaned down and kissed her head.

"I love you too," He whispered.

He carefully got up, not wanting to wake her up, and went to the bathroom. He walked in and locked the door and looked at himself in the mirror. His hair was sticking up everywhere and the gauze Gwen put on last night had a small blood stain.

He carefully reached up and unwrapped it, only to find nothing. It was like he wasn't shot. It was….gone.

"Peter?" He heard a voice say behind him.

Peter turned around and looked at a sleepy Gwen behind him.

"Morning," He said, walking over to her.

"What are you doing?" She asked, resting her head on his chest.

"I went to use the bathroom and decided to take a little peak at my gunshot wound." Peter explained.

Gwen lifted her head and looked at him. Her eyes shifted to his shoulder and saw nothing.

"Where is it?" She asked, her eyebrows knitted together in confusion.

Peter looked at his shoulder and back at her, smiling.

"I guess it went away," He said, shrugging.

Gwen looked up at him, "It's like it was never there. How on earth could it just…disappear…over night?"

"I guess it has something to do with me being bitten by the spider."

Gwen smiled and was about to kiss him, but stopped herself.

"What's wrong?" Peter asked, confused.

"I need to brush my teeth!" Gwen covered her mouth and raced to the bathroom, slamming the door shut.

Peter chuckled and waited, patiently, by the door, waiting for his turn.

Five minutes later, Gwen came out, her hair in a messy pony tail.

"It's all yours." She said, swiftly walking passed him. Peter watched her every move and smiled to himself.

"My girl," He muttered under his breath, and went to get ready.

After they were dressed and ready, Peter said he had to go to his house and spend some time with Aunt May.

"Okay. Call me when you get there," Gwen said sternly.

Peter laughed and gave her a kiss, "Will do."

"Bye, Peter. Be safe." Lisa said.

Peter smiled and kissed her check.

"Kay. Thanks. Bye!" He yelled, racing to the door.

"Aunt May!" Peter called, walking into the house.

He walked into the kitchen and saw a note.

Peter,

I'm off to the store to get eggs and milk. I'll be back in about 20 minutes.

Love, Aunt May.

Peter set the note down and looked around his empty house. He plopped down on the couch and turned on the news.

"It seems that someone or something has broken into the store. Everyone seems to be held captive and one lady unparticular is pinned by the masked villain."

Peter leaned forward in his seat and got a better look at the elder.

Aunt May.

Peter jumped up from his seat and ripped his shirt, running out the door and before he knew it, he was in his Spider Man suit, mask in hand. He sipped it on and he was off.

Lisa was in the living room, flipping through channels. Gwen was in her room, doing some last minute homework.

As Lisa was flipping through channels, one caught her eye.

"Gwen!" She called, still looking at the screen in total shock.

A minute later, Gwen walked into the room.

"Yeah,"

Lisa looked up at Gwen and pointed to the TV.

Gwen's gaze went to the screen and saw her boyfriend fighting numerous people. If they were even people. They had on some funny mask and they were bouncing everywhere.

One jumped on Peter, pinning him to the ground.

"Peter!" Gwen yelled, scared for her boyfriend.

"Gwen, sweetie, calm down, I'm sure he'll be fine. He's done this many times." Lisa tried.

Gwen watched in horror as Peter was violently thrown into the wall. He quickly got up and webbed one of them to the wall.

Gwen slowly sat down and had tear well up in her eyes.

Peter groaned as his back hit the brick wall. His eyes were closed and once he opened them, he saw two of those….things, launching at him. He quickly got his balance back, and dodged them. He was on the wall, head facing them. He lifted his head and looked them, punching one in the face with his right arm. He began to crawl up the wall, but was yanked back down.

He groaned in pain and just laid there, waiting for most of the pain to go away. It didn't go away fast enough, because before he knew it, he was picked up and slammed right back into the ground. He closed his eyes, too weak to fight back. Suddenly, he was kicked in his side and then, his head.

"Let's go." Said a voice.

Peter lifted his head and opened his eyes. Everything was blurry, but he saw a couple of figures, walking away with something in their hands.

He leaned his head down and let out a breath, closing his eyes.

"Peter!" He heard a voice yell. He was too weak to open his eyes.

"Peter." It was Gwen.

Gwen ran to her boyfriend and kneeled down beside him.

"Peter," Gwen whispered, tears running down her checks.

Then, he heard a gasp, most likely Lisa.

Soon, everyone was crowding around, whispering things at once.

"Did she say Peter?"

"Is he okay?"

"Oh dear, that poor thing."

Gwen began crying trying to get him to wake up.

"Please!" Gwen begged. She could hear the faint sound of sirens in the distant.

"Wake up! Please! Please!"

"Gwen…" Peter managed to croak out.

"Peter…." Gwen whispered.

Just then, Aunt May pushed passed people and looked at Peter, then Gwen.

"Gwen…." Aunt May said.

Gwen looked up at her and cried even more.

Just then, the ambulance came, putting Peter on the gurney.

"I want to with him." Gwen said.

"I'm sorry ma'am but-"

"I'm not taking 'no' for an answer." Gwen said sternly.

They guy sighed and nodded.

She got in the ambulance car and sat next to Peter.

The guy slowly pulled off his mask to take care of any injuries.

When the mask was fully off, Gwen got a good look at his face. He had a busted lip, black eye, and scratches everywhere. She gasped and clamped her hand over her mouth.

"He's just a…..teenage boy." The paramedic said.

Gwen closed her eyes and cried her hand still over her mouth.

"This is why you wanted to come along? He's your…?"

"Boyfriend," Gwen finished.

"I'm going to need his name." The guy said.

"Peter…Peter Parker."

The paramedic nodded and began to clean some cuts until they get to the hospital.