It had been fifteen minutes since she called the ambulance and it finally arrived. It was all kinda a blur after that. She vaguely remember them putting Peter onto a stretcher, her ride in the ambulance, and watching the doctor and nurse take him behind closed doors.
The next morning, May woke up to someone's hand on her shoulder. She had stayed there all night waiting to hear any news on her nephew's health.
"Your Peter Parker's guardian right?" the doctor asked.
"Yes." May said still groggy.
"Well I have some good news. He's recovering rather quickly. He does have some broken ribs and we had to wrap a bandage on the cut on his forehead. He did burn the tip of his fingers but that should heal quickly. His fever went down tremendously. But other than that he is doing better than expected."
"Thank you Doctor Prince."
"If you like you can go back there and see him. He's in room seven." Doctor Prince said camley.
May got up and walked down the long corridor. When she reached the door, she took a deep breath and turned the knob. There she saw her nephew, propped up by pillows,sound pulled up a chair and brushed back a couple hairs that fell into his face.
"Thank god you're okay. I don't know what I would do without you." she said to no one in particular.
She just had to get it out of her system.
"Hey May." Peter said quietly.
"Did you hear all of that?"
"Yah. I'm glad you care so much."
'Well someone has to. I couldn't bear the thought of losing you too." she said quietly.
They sat in silence for quite some time.
"Get some sleep okay."
'Okay but you should get something to eat though."
"Will do."
And with that she left.