A/N- This is sort of a what if type fic... this won't be a full length fic, more of a shorter story type fic. :)
Summary: What if Spider-Man had succesfully rescued Gwen Stacy that night she was hurled off the Brooklyn bridge? How would things be different, especially concerning Mary Jane and Peter?
Gwen's life flashed before her eyes. She saw her father, holding her hand and staring at her mother's grave. She saw her old high school friends, Harry Osborn, Liz Allen... and then she saw Peter Parker. The man she loved with all her heart, Peter. She never would get the chance to live happily ever after with him. She saw Mary Jane Watson, and prayed that MJ would forgive her one day. She had never told MJ how much she had admired her. She saw herself, Peter, MJ, and Harry, at her father's funeral. She felt the wind whipping at her skin, her coat flying behind her. She saw the water before her, and heard a cackling maniacal laugh as she plummeted to her doom.
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Peter screamed in horror as he saw the love of his life tossed off the side of the Brooklyn Bridge by the Green Goblin. Peter didn't hesitate in the least. He took off at full speed towards the side of the bridge. He was about to fire a webline at her before he hesitated. Something in the back of his conscious told him that shooting at her with webbing wouldn't work. Instead, he immediately dove off the side of the bridge. He fell faster than her in a dive, but she was still far below him with her headstart.
"No, Gwen, no, I have to save her!" He muttered. He shot a webline at her, and reeled her up towards him. He held her tight and fired a webline at the bridge. He swung in a full arc under the bridge and soared up above it. He landed in the middle of the bridge with Gwen in his arms. The Goblin let out a scream of anger and glided off, "Next time, Parker, I won't hesitate to kill her myself!" He roared.
Peter knelt down towards Gwen and shook her a little.
"Honey... wake up, Gwen..." He held her head in his arms and spoke to her, trying to wake her, "Gwen, It's Spider-Man, please, wake up,"
To his immense relief, Gwen twitched a little, and her beautiful blue eyes fluttered open. She looked shaken and cold, and Peter put his arms around her to shield her from the freezing New York temperatures.
"Peter? Is that you?" She said softly.
"Gwendy...it's me, it's Peter, you're all right..." He said, smiling in relief.
She sat up abruptly, coming to grips on what had just happened. She burst into tears and held him tight, "Peter, I thought I was going to die! Peter... I love you so much, I just... It was all happening so fast," He couldn't understand everything she was saying, but was so overcome with relief that he was almost laughing. If he would have been a milisecond too late, she would have died. It had been way too close of a call.
"C'mon, Gwen. Let's go home, before anything else happens." With that, he picked her up and webslinged back to his apartment.
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When he arrived back, he set Gwen down on the couch. She had fallen asleep, and he couldn't blame her. She'd had quite enough adventure for one night. Peter changed into his regular clothes and came back out and into the kitchen. He heard a door slam and some keys rattling. He looked around to see if Gwen was still asleep. She was. He turned around and found Mary Jane Watson walking into the kitchen.
"Mary Jane! What are you doing here? How'd you get in?" He asked. He was a little annoyed that she'd come over when Gwen was in such a state.
"I heard about Gwen. Is she alright?" MJ looked genuinely worried. Although Gwen and MJ hadn't gotten along so well in the past, Peter knew that Gwen secretly saw MJ as a role model, and Mary Jane saw Gwen as a big sister.
"How'd you already know?" Peter asked. He'd just gotten back from his run in with the Goblin, either news traveled fast, or MJ was stalking him.
"There was a whole group of witnesses. It was just on the news." She said. She flipped on the television. There was a replay of himself hesitating, then diving off the bridge and saving Gwen inches from the water. Watching himself do it, he thought it looked hopeless. If he had hesitated a moment longer, she would've hit the water.
"Wow, Spider-Man saved her, huh." It was a statement. Peter usually went out of his way to refer to himself as Spider-Man, so that no one would suspect him of his alter-ego.
"I just came over to see how you were doing." She said, carefully. MJ wasn't sure what kind of nervous wreck Peter would be when she arrived.
"Thanks, MJ. It really means a lot to me. I've just... so much has been going on lately. I almost lost her, Mary. What would I do had Spider-Man not have caught her?" He said, putting his head in his hands.
"It's alright, Peter. She's here, and she loves you." MJ said, smiling.
Peter looked at Gwen, and for a moment, he realized how fragile life really was. He kept replaying the scene again and again in his head, and he was thankful that she was here with him now. The only comfort he had was that she was in the other room, alive and well. For the time being.
"Listen, Peter, if you ever need anything, anything at all, please, call me." She said. She looked worried, perhaps for his sanity. Almost losing the girl he loved, he must be depressed. Having someone like Mary Jane around was comforting and yet, he felt strangely guilty. Like he shouldn't be associating with MJ when Gwen was in the other room. But why, he asked himself, should he feel guilty? MJ was just a friend.
"Thanks, MJ. Thankyou."
"Listen, Pete, I've gotta go, I have to get home. I'll see you tomorrow, okay?" She said, smiling uneasily.
"Okay. See you then, MJ, thanks for coming. I"ll tell Gwen you came by."
"Thanks, tiger. See you," She said. She walked out the door, glancing at Gwen, and then Peter.
Peter immediately regretted sending MJ away. He wished he had someone to talk about this to. Most of all, he wished there was someone he could talk to about his being Spider-Man. He and Gwen weren't getting on so well before, Gwen hated Spider-Man, she falsely believed him to be the murderer of her father Captain Stacy. Spider-Man wasn't responsible at all --- it was Doc Ock's doing. Peter didn't know what to do, soon enough, Gwen would figure it out. She wasn't stupid.
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Gwen dreamt of Peter and herself. She was watching the scene unfold - her and Peter were sitting on a romantic looking balcony overlooking an ocean. It was sunset. They were about to kiss as it got darker. Gwen couldn't see a thing, almost, but before waking up, she saw that her face had molded into Mary Jane Watson's, instead.
A/N tell me what you think, please! :) thanks! heehee
Summary: What if Spider-Man had succesfully rescued Gwen Stacy that night she was hurled off the Brooklyn bridge? How would things be different, especially concerning Mary Jane and Peter?
Gwen's life flashed before her eyes. She saw her father, holding her hand and staring at her mother's grave. She saw her old high school friends, Harry Osborn, Liz Allen... and then she saw Peter Parker. The man she loved with all her heart, Peter. She never would get the chance to live happily ever after with him. She saw Mary Jane Watson, and prayed that MJ would forgive her one day. She had never told MJ how much she had admired her. She saw herself, Peter, MJ, and Harry, at her father's funeral. She felt the wind whipping at her skin, her coat flying behind her. She saw the water before her, and heard a cackling maniacal laugh as she plummeted to her doom.
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Peter screamed in horror as he saw the love of his life tossed off the side of the Brooklyn Bridge by the Green Goblin. Peter didn't hesitate in the least. He took off at full speed towards the side of the bridge. He was about to fire a webline at her before he hesitated. Something in the back of his conscious told him that shooting at her with webbing wouldn't work. Instead, he immediately dove off the side of the bridge. He fell faster than her in a dive, but she was still far below him with her headstart.
"No, Gwen, no, I have to save her!" He muttered. He shot a webline at her, and reeled her up towards him. He held her tight and fired a webline at the bridge. He swung in a full arc under the bridge and soared up above it. He landed in the middle of the bridge with Gwen in his arms. The Goblin let out a scream of anger and glided off, "Next time, Parker, I won't hesitate to kill her myself!" He roared.
Peter knelt down towards Gwen and shook her a little.
"Honey... wake up, Gwen..." He held her head in his arms and spoke to her, trying to wake her, "Gwen, It's Spider-Man, please, wake up,"
To his immense relief, Gwen twitched a little, and her beautiful blue eyes fluttered open. She looked shaken and cold, and Peter put his arms around her to shield her from the freezing New York temperatures.
"Peter? Is that you?" She said softly.
"Gwendy...it's me, it's Peter, you're all right..." He said, smiling in relief.
She sat up abruptly, coming to grips on what had just happened. She burst into tears and held him tight, "Peter, I thought I was going to die! Peter... I love you so much, I just... It was all happening so fast," He couldn't understand everything she was saying, but was so overcome with relief that he was almost laughing. If he would have been a milisecond too late, she would have died. It had been way too close of a call.
"C'mon, Gwen. Let's go home, before anything else happens." With that, he picked her up and webslinged back to his apartment.
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When he arrived back, he set Gwen down on the couch. She had fallen asleep, and he couldn't blame her. She'd had quite enough adventure for one night. Peter changed into his regular clothes and came back out and into the kitchen. He heard a door slam and some keys rattling. He looked around to see if Gwen was still asleep. She was. He turned around and found Mary Jane Watson walking into the kitchen.
"Mary Jane! What are you doing here? How'd you get in?" He asked. He was a little annoyed that she'd come over when Gwen was in such a state.
"I heard about Gwen. Is she alright?" MJ looked genuinely worried. Although Gwen and MJ hadn't gotten along so well in the past, Peter knew that Gwen secretly saw MJ as a role model, and Mary Jane saw Gwen as a big sister.
"How'd you already know?" Peter asked. He'd just gotten back from his run in with the Goblin, either news traveled fast, or MJ was stalking him.
"There was a whole group of witnesses. It was just on the news." She said. She flipped on the television. There was a replay of himself hesitating, then diving off the bridge and saving Gwen inches from the water. Watching himself do it, he thought it looked hopeless. If he had hesitated a moment longer, she would've hit the water.
"Wow, Spider-Man saved her, huh." It was a statement. Peter usually went out of his way to refer to himself as Spider-Man, so that no one would suspect him of his alter-ego.
"I just came over to see how you were doing." She said, carefully. MJ wasn't sure what kind of nervous wreck Peter would be when she arrived.
"Thanks, MJ. It really means a lot to me. I've just... so much has been going on lately. I almost lost her, Mary. What would I do had Spider-Man not have caught her?" He said, putting his head in his hands.
"It's alright, Peter. She's here, and she loves you." MJ said, smiling.
Peter looked at Gwen, and for a moment, he realized how fragile life really was. He kept replaying the scene again and again in his head, and he was thankful that she was here with him now. The only comfort he had was that she was in the other room, alive and well. For the time being.
"Listen, Peter, if you ever need anything, anything at all, please, call me." She said. She looked worried, perhaps for his sanity. Almost losing the girl he loved, he must be depressed. Having someone like Mary Jane around was comforting and yet, he felt strangely guilty. Like he shouldn't be associating with MJ when Gwen was in the other room. But why, he asked himself, should he feel guilty? MJ was just a friend.
"Thanks, MJ. Thankyou."
"Listen, Pete, I've gotta go, I have to get home. I'll see you tomorrow, okay?" She said, smiling uneasily.
"Okay. See you then, MJ, thanks for coming. I"ll tell Gwen you came by."
"Thanks, tiger. See you," She said. She walked out the door, glancing at Gwen, and then Peter.
Peter immediately regretted sending MJ away. He wished he had someone to talk about this to. Most of all, he wished there was someone he could talk to about his being Spider-Man. He and Gwen weren't getting on so well before, Gwen hated Spider-Man, she falsely believed him to be the murderer of her father Captain Stacy. Spider-Man wasn't responsible at all --- it was Doc Ock's doing. Peter didn't know what to do, soon enough, Gwen would figure it out. She wasn't stupid.
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Gwen dreamt of Peter and herself. She was watching the scene unfold - her and Peter were sitting on a romantic looking balcony overlooking an ocean. It was sunset. They were about to kiss as it got darker. Gwen couldn't see a thing, almost, but before waking up, she saw that her face had molded into Mary Jane Watson's, instead.
A/N tell me what you think, please! :) thanks! heehee