It had been 6 months, 6 months since his best friend died and named him head of Oscorp as a big 'Fuck you!' to Osborn senior and the Oscorp board, or at least that is what the papers claimed. As he finished his coke, Peter couldn't help but think that Harry would have found the way his death messed with everyone's plans,not the least his own more than slightly ironic.

"Director Parker, we have landed perfectly and they are just towing us to your hangar, is there anything else I can do for you?" The voice of Felicia brought Peter's attention away from the wall which he had been pondering, Harry's former assistant still shocked him at times with how she could creep up on him without him noticing, but given what he knew of her rather chequered past such lightfootedness wasn't overly surprising.

"Grab yourself a drink Felicia, you have been working the entire flight over here despite this not being company time, this is a break for you as well as me remember?" Ever since Peter had first stepped into the Oscorp board room he had been relentless in his investigation as to what had lead Harry to becoming the madman he had been when he fell from the tower, and such digging had not gone over well with the other members of the board.

"If you insist sir, though I don't want to give Ms Stacy the wrong idea when we depart the plane, and those numbers you managed to find link Director Roscoe to several illegal activities that should make it easy enough to make him stand down from the board. Should I ask sir? Or is this the part where I stick to running your position as CEO and not ask where you are providing my ammo from?" Peter grinned at her playful sarcasm before he poured the red wine he had specifically ordered from Southern Italy for his assistant.

"I think it is best if we don't ask too many questions, otherwise I may be forced to ask a few questions of my own, and I don't think you would enjoy that Ms Hardy..." The use of the woman's real name nearly made her drop her newly grabbed glass, thought Peter easily caught it and made sure she was okay before letting go himself.

One of the first things that had come up when Peter had started digging at Oscorp was that Harry's former assistant had come out of nowhere, and whilst her work resume on the company files was nearly perfect it didn't take too much pressure for him to find several glaring holes in 'Ms Harding's' life story. Once that happened it was easy enough to track down her real name, and Peter had to say he was impressed with the number of high value heists that had been reputed to her and her alias 'Black Cat', though how she had become Harry's assistant was something of a mystery.

"So, you know... I was wondering if whatever Private Eye you have digging up the dirt on the board members would do some digging on me as well. Should I be concerned that there are police waiting for us at the hangar?" Despite her initial shock Felicia seemed to be taking his revelation into her real identity very calmly, though given how some of the Interpol and FBI reports on Black Cat stated she had taken down more than 2 dozen men whilst completing jobs or evading capture Peter could somewhat understand, if he wasn't a genetically enhanced super hero she would have been able to take him down easily.

"Felicia, you really think that I would risk losing my most valuable employee over a few heists? That and Gwen would kill me for then having to do all your work myself and therefore not able to come and visit her so regularly?" Though he only cited the practical reasons for not exposing her, he hoped his friendly smile and relaxed stance conveyed his desire to not lose another friend as well.

Because that is what Felicia had become, the quick witted and highly competitive woman got on with him on a personal level almost as well as she did with Gwen, the two meeting on his first trip to England 4 months ago and bonding almost instantly. The fact that they bonded over having to deal with him and his 'quirks' was something Peter knew he was going to try and ignore in any future reiterations of what happened.

"No, but if that is your best attempt at sarcasm and misdirection Director Parker I am glad that you never try and hide anything about yourself, it would be so easy to spot that I bet even Harry would have noticed..." Her barb would probably have sent them into an awkward silence a few months ago, but now Peter merely smiled as he felt no small amount of smugness that Felicia didn't know quite how wrong she was.

"Did Harry know?" Felicia nodded shortly and a ghost of a tender smile crossed her face, highlighting the beauty she normally did her best to hide behind her professional demeanour.

"Of course he did, he was the one who offered me a position at the company... Which was doubly surprising given he caught me when I tried to rob his Dad's place after the old man's passing. I had been living rough for several weeks by that point, as it wasn't just law enforcement after me at that point, so I had actually broken in to get some food and a night's rest at a house I was certain would be empty." This was enough to cause Peter's eyebrow to rise, whilst Harry had hated his father he definitely wasn't what Peter would have called a 'white knight' that so often appeared in the movies.

"I know, he didn't strike me as the type at first either, but at that point I was starving and exhausted, so even if he had called the police on me I would have taken that for a bed and 3 straight meals. Given how often he talked about you Director one would almost think he had a thing for you, but given the way he often stared at me when he thought I wasn't looking I can't help but think it wasn't that, perhaps it was more that he aspired to be more like you as a role model than his father... Certainly most people wouldn't keep on a woman with a chequered past and a rumoured relationship with a murderer as their assistant..."

Huh, when she put it like that, no wonder Gwen had been so cautious initially when he had told her he was planning on keeping Felicia on as his assistant. Speaking of his girlfriend, Peter could see the blonde hair sticking out pointedly from the half a dozen dark clothed attendants that would be servicing his plane whilst he was here, giving a wave as she waved her arms enthusiastically.

"What can I say? I see the best in people... Coming with us to lunch Felicia? I imagine that Gwen will have missed you as much as she has missed me." Though the offer probably seemed a little out of the blue, Peter had already discussed this privately with Gwen, primarily because he knew if they didn't drag her away Felicia would spend the two days they were here working.

"I wouldn't want to impose sir, I know that Gwen doesn't get enough time with you as either of you wish, I will just carry on with these reports at the hotel..." Even as the stewardess moved to the door to open it and let the no doubt impatiently waiting Gwen inside, Peter chuckled and finished his drink with one final chug.

"Sorry Felicia, that probably sounded like a question, Gwen insisted we 'get you out of your stuffy work mode'..." The door opened and Peter stood as Gwen strode onboard, eyes locking with him and striding over as quickly as she could manage whilst not actually running.

"Peter..." As Gwen embraced him and kissed him with a passion that Peter had as a teenager only imagined he would encounter, Peter knew that Felicia had already given up fighting the lunch invite. When Gwen was truly determined about something, it was a very rare thing for either of them to refuse her...

A/N: Now, unless anyone wants me to particularly continue this fic, and can give me a good place to go with it, I plan on leaving it there. Gwen has gone to university in England, Peter is sorting out the corruption at Oscorp with the help of his assistant, and he has a private jet that he flies to England to see her every couple of weeks.

Will it end well for them, or will there be a similar attack on one of these plane trips that there was on his parent's flight? Who knows?

Hope you enjoyed this little AU, I know I did. Leave a review and let me know what you think guys.

Defias Out.