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The Best Kind- Chapter 2 Aftermath
When NYPD arrived at the top of the OsCorp tower Spiderman was long gone. Remaining was only the grieving Doctor Connors and the body of the fallen Captain. His eyes were closed he had a serene smile on his face. A smile of contentment. His body had been laid out with his shotgun under his crossed arms.
It was clear to all who saw, he was a man who had fallen with dignity. The dignity benefiting a man of his rank and calibre. The NYPD officer leading the force saw his fallen Captain and looked into the sky and said "Thanks Spidy" before organising his forces to take the Doctor into custody and begin the cleanup of OsCorp.
Spiderman meanwhile was webbing his way away from OsCorp in complete confusion the thought "what do I do" rebounding through his head. In the end he ended up in the place his wounded heart led him – Gwen's balcony, there the tired hero tore his mask from his face and collapsed with his head in his hands and wept in the rain, his body shaking with regret, the rumbling skies bore witness to his sorrows.
It was several hours before he regained the strength to leave. He knew that he had to be strong for Gwen a he could not, for her sake be found sobbing in the shadows. It was not Spiderman she needed but Peter Parker and so that was who he would be.