A:N Hey people! How are you? Nah, I'm not that proper. WHAT'S UP!? Anyways, I'm doing a Gwen and Peter story ^.^ I may do more chapters. It's up to you. Well go on and read…..

Gwen and Peter were walking down the street, just having a nice talk. Suddenly Gwen had a pulsing pain shoot through her head. She stopped walking; causing Peter to walk about 2 more feet until he realized Gwen wasn't walking. He turned around and saw Gwen with her face tightened and her lips formed a straight line. Peter made his way to her.

"Are you okay?" He asked, placing his hand on Gwen's lower back.

Gwen nodded, "Yea. Just a head ache."

Peter nodded.

"Let's get you home." Peter said sensitively. Gwen nodded.

As they were walking, Peter laced his fingers with hers. Gwen looked down at their hands conjoined. She felt her face heat up. She turned her head away and tried to hide it. Peter gave Gwen's hand a small squeeze, noting her that her saw her blush. Then Gwen felt a familiar pain in her head, making her hand shoot up to her head and squeezed Peter's hand. Peter turned to face her, his face laced with concern.

"Come one." Peter said, making them walk faster. Once they got to Gwen's house, Gwen went up to her room, with Peter in tow. They threw their backpacks in some random area. Gwen walked over to her bed and laid down, closing her eyes. Gwen sighed. Peter slowly laid down next to her.

"Hey." He said quietly.

Gwen opened her eyes and turned head to look at Peter. She smiled softly.

"Hi." Just then Gwen sneezed. Peter chuckled.

"Bless you."

Gwen smiled and sneezed yet again.

"Sneeze head," Peter muttered. Gwen playfully glared at him.

"Bug Boy." She fought back. Peter laughed quietly. Gwen's eye lids became heavy. Peter noticed.

"Go to sleep. I'll be here when you wake up." Peter whispered.

Gwen finally gave in and let her eye lids drop all the way down, letting the world of sleep over take her. Peter slowly got up and made his way to the door. He slowly opened it, trying not to wake up Gwen. He walked out and went to the kitchen, only to be greeted by Ms. Stacey.

"Oh, hello Peter." Ms. Stacey said sweetly. Peter grinned.

"Hi, Ms. Stacey."

Ms. Stacey waved off his greeting.

"Please, call me Lisa." She said smiling. Peter smiled.

"Okay, Hi Lisa." He said. Lisa smiled and nodded.

"Better. So what are you doing here?" She asked, pulling out some carrots and tomatoes from the fridge. Peter took a seat and folded his arms.

"Gwen's sick so I was thinking, since you have to cook and all, I would help out and take care of her." Peter said, shrugging.

"Awe poor Gwen. She's had a head ache all week. I knew she was sick. Thank you Peter. I really could use your help. Hey why don't you invite Your Aunt May over? I would love to get to know her." Lisa said, chopping up the carrots. Peter nodded and pulled out his phone. He clicked on his contacts and scrolled down to Aunt May. He clicked call and put the phone up to his ear.

"Hey sweetie." Aunt May's gentle voice said on the other line.

"Hey Aunt may, I'm at Gwen's and Ms. Stacey was wondering if you would like to join them. I'm staying because Gwen's sick and Ms. Stacey is busy with the boys and cooking." Peter explained.

"Oh. I would love to." Aunt May said. Peter told Aunt May the address and hung up.

"Peter, dear, could you help me cut this up?" Lisa asked, dropping some freshly cut carrots into the pot with boiling water. Peter nods and slides his phone in his back pocket. He gets up and starts to cut some tomatoes.

(Scene changes.)

Peter, Lisa, Aunt May and the 2 boys are at the dinner table, with Gwen still asleep.

"Gwen's been asleep for an awfully long time." Lisa commented, cutting up her chicken. Peter turned his head in the direction of Gwen's room.

"I'll go check on her." He said, standing up. Lisa looked thankful.

"Thank you."

Peter walked to her room and slowly twisted the door knob and pushed it open slightly. He poked his head in and saw her curled up onto the bed. He smiled and made his way to her bed. He placed the back of his hand on her forehead to see if she had a temperature. She was burning up, yet she was shivering. Peter walked into the bathroom to find some medicine. He looked in the open mirror and under the sink and found nothing. He walked into the kitchen and saw they boys throwing cut up carrots at each other, laughing and Lisa and Aunt May engulfed in a conversation. He cleared his throat causing everyone to stop what they're doing and look up at him.

"Uh Gwen's burning up so I went to her bathroom to find any medicine and didn't find any. Do you know where I can get some?" He asked innocently. Aunt May and Lisa smiled warmly at him Lisa stood up and motioned for him to follow him. He obeyed.

"Yes I do sweetie. Here" She opened up a cabinet and pulled out some cough medicine. She expanded her arm with the medicine in it, offering it to him. He took it and thanked her. As he was walking to her room Lisa spoke up again.

"Peter? Thank you."

Peter smiled and nodded. He made his way back to Gwen's room and saw that she was awake, sitting up, coughing.

"Hey." Peter said softly.

Gwen's head turned to peter and he could tell she had the flu. Her skin was paler then usual and her hair was a mess, her nose was read and she looked tired.

"Hi." Her voice cracked. He held up the medicine.

"I got you some medicine."

Gwen looked grateful.

"Thank you."

Peter made his way to her and opening up the bottle. He got the small measuring cup it came with and slowly poured it into the small cup, trying not to spill it. He handed the cup to Gwen. "Here"

Gwen took it and raised the small cup to her lips and lifted the cup, making the red, thick liquid enter her mouth. She swallowed, with a disgusted look on her face. Peter chuckled.

"Enjoy it?" He asked, sarcastically. Gwen glared at him.

"No."

Gwen handed the not empty cup to Peter and laid down. Peter got up and made his way to the bathroom to rinse it out. When Peter put the small cup back on the now closed medicine, he put it in the medicine cabinet. He walked out of the bathroom and saw Gwen fast sleep. He smiled and made his way to the door. He walked out and softly closed the door behind him.