What a night! Bruce was lost, in a dimly lit street in Queens. The only other person there was a teenager who looked like he had lost a fight with a truck. He checked his phone, it was nearly midnight.

Suddenly, he heard an electrical wising noise overhead. Bruce just had time to think: What the hell was that? When he was yanked sideways by a rope of some kind. As he forced air back into his lungs, he saw a piece of the electrical pole fall onto the ground amid a shower of sparks and an explosion. Right where he had been standing a moment before.

"Dr. Banner? I can take that off for you."

It was the teenager. Bruce looked down at him chest and saw that the rope had actually been webbing. He looked up at the teenager, the web was connected to his wrist.

"So, you're Spiderman?"

"Yes, Doctor. Now would you like me to remove the webbing or tie you to a lampost?"

As he worked to dissolve the webbing, he spoke up again.

"Sorry for snapping at you, Dr. Banner. I've had a rough night."

"Rough?"

"Suicide. I arrived ten seconds too late." Spiderman sounded tired, not sleepy but weary. "Then an unpleasant abuse situation. I really would have rather not had my cover blown to the Avengers."

Bruce frowned.

"I won't tell if you don't want me to."

"Thanks."

They stayed silent. Then Spidey cursed. He fumbled with the contained of web dissolving fluid. Bruce turned his attention to the boy's hands and gasped. One of them was crushed.

"How did that happen?"

"My hand? There was a car crash. I saved the drivers but, well, I was a bit slow pulling my hand away from the wreak."

Who the hell was this kid and why was he doing this?

"You know," The kid went on, "You avengers sure aren't very careful."

"I keep having to save you guys! First there was War Machine who almost got nailed by a car. Then there was Captain America. And the Black Widow."

"Really?" Bruce laughed at the idea.

"Yeah, so," Spiderman finally finished cleaning up the webbing. He stood up. "Where are you headed, Doctor?"

"Oh, I was just going to find a hotel for the night. I had an argument with Tony…" He trailed off. He had come dangerously close to Hulking out and had run out on the billionaire. But he wasn't going to say that part out loud. Spiderman seemed to understand.

"You can come to my place if you like. It's more superhero friendly. And besides, I saved your lime green but. The least you can do is help me study for my test tomorrow."

Bruce agreed gratefully and they set off for Spidey's house.