A/N: Whoo! I am on a roll. I just finished the last chapter, and with the juices flowing, I didn't want to stop. So, here I am, at one in the morning, writing up the next chapter. Let's see how this goes!- I love looking at these notes that I had written when I actually wrote this fic initially. XD I just look at them like, "Huh. I'm such a weirdo." Anyways, I was going to wait to put this up, but I saw I got a good number of reviews since I put up the last chapter (Fanfiction won't let me read them right now, probably because this site hates me, but I see that people have reviewed!). So, here's more! I just realized, for all I know, you guys probably could have been saying, "Ew! This sucks! I don't want to see anymore." Oh well, you poor souls will have to put up with me anyways.

Oh, yeah! Probably should note (I'll add it into my summary later) that there will be pairings. Wait, is the proper term "slash"? I see that used pretty often, but I don't know because I'm uncultured.

Anyways, let's get on with the story!

Disclaimer: All character rights go to Sony, Marvel, and Disney.

A couple weeks later, after taking some time away in a small hotel in Rhode Island, Norman and Peter arrived back at Oscorp.

As soon as the pair entered the building, Peter spotted Gwen. She was standing by the receptionist, seeming to be having a nice conversation with the woman behind the desk. Turning as she finished her conversation, she spotted Peter looking at him.

"Peter!" Her eyes lit up as she waved and ran over to him. Mr. Osborn left the two to put his key into the elevator, but watched them closely.

"Gwen." He smiled, "How's everything going?"

"Pretty well, considering everything. I mean, as you could see, the city is still a mess." She motioned to the Windows behind her, "But I wasn't going to let the messy streets and lack of open coffee shops stop me from getting to work."

"Well, I am glad that you came today." Peter slipped out, but then blushed, "I mean, so you can still do your job. Good work ethic."

Gwen smiled, "I'm sure that's why you're happy. Well, if it is any constellation, I am glad to see you here too."

"Really?" The boy blushed harder.

Before Gwen could answer, Norman called out, "Peter! We need to go!"

The young man sighed, "Duty calls." He turned to leave, but Gwen's voice stopped him.

"Hey, if you are free tonight from Norman's demanding needs, I was wondering if you would like to have dinner." Gwen gave a small smile, "I know guys typically ask, but I wasn't going to wait for you to get up the courage to ask yourself."

Peter's face lit up, "Yeah, yeah. That'd be nice."

"We can meet at 7:00 in front of the tower, then hunt down someplace that is actually still open after the alien invasion." She suggested.

"Peter!" An impatient voice called for him.

"Coming!" He turned to tell the voice, then looked at Gwen, "Definitely! I'll see you then!" And he raced off to meet the voice.

-Line break-

Of course, there was one major problem with the plan: Peter was not allowed to leave his hideout. Upon asking for a night out, Peter was immediately shut down and sent to his room, where he paced, trying to figure out what to do.

Eventually, he decided to take a big step for himself, and sneak out. Luckily for him, he had money given to him in case of an emergency that he could use for the date. This was an emergency, right?

It honestly was not that hard to sneak out, as no one really expected the boy who sat around and did everything he was told to do so. The most difficult part was getting past the ID scanner for the elevator, which Peter easily hacked into. Soon, he was on his way outside to meet Gwen.

The young woman appeard completely beautiful, despite having just gotten out of work, making Peter stare in awe. Smiling at Peter when he appeared in front of him, she asked, "You ready?"

"Definitely." He smiled back.

Two hours later

All the two could find open nearby was a Shawarma joint. The place was a mess, but the pair didn't care. They just ate as they discussed science and other shared interests, though Peter didn't have many, being down in a bunker his whole life. Eventually, Gwen began to talk about her dad, mother, and three brothers. She spoke about them with such intense love, despite her feuds with her brothers, that Peter began to feel a missing piece in him, having no blood relatives. Gwen did come to ask about his family, but Peter simply told her that his parents died in a plane accident and that Norman had taken him in. "That explains a lot about you two." Was her response, in addition to the, "I am sorry." she gave on the news of his parents.

Despite the saddening short turn, Peter enjoyed the night and dreaded going back to Oscorp. He dropped her off by her apartment, where Gwen turned to kiss him, on the lips this time.

After the kiss, Gwen smiled at him, "I figured you would be too chicken again, so I decided to go in for it myself."

Peter smiled, "You were probably right." he said before giving her one more kiss.

"Goodnight, Mr. Parker." She smirked, going into her apartment.

"Night, Miss Stacy." He smiled back, and then turned to skip down the hall.

-Line break-

Peter rode down in the elevator with a huge smirk on his face, only to be greeted by a fuming Donald Menken once the elevator opened.

"What did you think you were doing, sneaking out like that?" The man questioned, "You know the rules!"

"I was just seeing a girl. Nothing bad."

"Nothing bad? What if she recognized you as the 'missing son of Richard Parker' and reported you to S.H.I.E.L.D.? Or if the organization just happened to have spotted you themselves?"

"She works for Oscorp. She's a good woman." Peter argued, "Besides, how could anyone recognize a nineteen year-old who was last seen as an infant?"

"S.H.I.E.L.D. likely has spies among us. You can't just assume that they are a 'good guy' because they work at Oscorp. And you would be amazed at how well technology could predict how you would look today."

"But-"

"No buts, ands, or ifs! This discussion is over. You are not seeing her again. Now go to your room, I have to talk to Mr. Osborn about your actions. You are lucky we aren't putting a punishment on top of this."

"As if not getting to see Gwen isn't punishment." Peter huffed as he stomped to his room.

Of course, Peter ignored the rule to stay away from Gwen. He snuck out to meet her regularly, and sometimes got caught, despite learning to be more careful when sneaking out. Eventually, Peter was made a "punishment cell", where he had to stay and just sit in with nothing to do and no comfort items whenever he got caught.

This trend continued until the bad news came. News that made Peter regret his decision to ignore the rule that kept him from Gwen. In his time with her, he had fallen deeply, and hopelessly, in love with Gwen. He even began to consider leaving Oscorp and making a new life with the woman he loved. She showed him that the world was not as dark and cruel as the men who raised him painted it as, so Peter didn't think he was not as needed as he initially thought.

However, after a year and a half of playing the game of sneaking out of Oscorp, Peter was given the bad news. News that made him lock himself lock himself in his room and cry for hours upon hours. It couldn't be true. It couldn't.

The night before he was given the news, Peter had gotten back later than usual and was once again caught by Menken. They had a long fight, and Peter had no intention of backing down. He eventually exploded and informed Menken of his decision to leave to be with Gwen. Immediately, he was dragged down to his "punishment cell" and told that he was not to leave, once again being reminded of his "responsibilities". The next morning, he was informed of the devastating news.

Gwen was shot in her apartment, as she was getting ready for work. Norman, who had entered the cell to deliver the news solemnly, told Peter that it was a hit man for S.H.I.E.L.D., who was hired when the organization had spotted and recognized Peter with Gwen. Their immediate reaction, in their cruel nature, was to kill the woman he loved. There was a slight tingling in the back of his head as Norman spoke, but he ignored it. His anger forced all suspicion that he had down. He was solely focused on S.H.I.E.L.D.

After hours of crying that night, Peter came to make an oath. An oath to Gwen to avenge her for her death. Her murder only fueled the fire that was already burning inside of him from his parent's murder.

"I'm going to come for you, and I am going to take you down." Peter swore angrily, looking at a file on S.H.I.E.L.D., "Whatever the cost."