AN: Okay, I'm back again with an all new chapter of Watch Your Step.

Chapter 10: Doctor Connors

I sat there in the office looking at my bloodied hands. There were light bruises and I had a few scratches on my face. It won't matter by tomorrow. They'll heal up by then, but Liz will have hers for a few days, weeks maybe due to how fragile she is.

Liz came out of Danver's office with her parents. She gave me a devious smile before walking out the building. I looked up and heard the blond dean, "Jessica," she curled and uncurled her finger in a come here motion.

When I was in her office she was sitting in her chair staring at me, "Jessica, what were you thinking?" She slowly said In a disappointed voice.

"If it means anything, she started it."

"Yeah, well tell that to her parents. They are convinced that, and I quote, 'Our Liz would never pick a fight with anyone. Liz is on the student body. She is sweet, kind, and everyone loves her.' Blah blah blah."

I placed my face in my hands and sighed, "So what's the damage?"

"They wanted me to expel you from here," I quickly looked up at her with big eyes. She continued, "But I will only suspend you for three days, in-house."

I'm suspended but I still have to come to school? What ever happened to just staying home?

"Would that be all then?" I asked accepting the punishment.

"No," she had on a straight face, "You will see Dr. Samson every day of the week now on your free track."

I groaned, "Seriously?"

"Yes, Jessica, seriously. You clearly have all that anger build up and need to let it out in a healthy way. Twice a week isn't cutting it anymore. Everyday now, okay?"

"This is horse shit," I mumbled looking off into nothing. Ms. Danvers made a slight frown, "Well, you can tell Dr. Samson all about it tomorrow. I've e-mailed him already."

"Great, is that it now?" I asked in a more irritated tone.

"That's pretty much it. Go back to class."

I didn't want to go to my sixth period. I instead went to the library where I figured no one would be there. To my surprise I saw Peter there with his nose in a book. I made my way over to him by going behind him.

When I was there I started to read what he was reading to myself. It was a lot about cross spices genetics and giant words I didn't even try to understand. What was worse were the equations in there for formulas. I decided to speak, "This looks like a hard book to read."

Peter jumped in his seat and turned to see me there. He smiled once he knew it was me, "Hey, what are you doing here? I thought you'd be sent prison or something," he joked.
"Almost," I took a seat next to him reading the title out loud "Splice of Life?"

He glanced over and nodded slightly, "It's for-"

"What you do on your spare time?" I finished for him, "A lot must go through that brain of yours," my two fingers touched the spine of the book and brought it down so he was paying attention to me. My face was serious when I asked, "You said that you think your parents weren't just in an accident?"

"I was just saying. I don't actually think it."

I dug into my backpack and pulled out the folder, "Do you know what this is?"

Peter's eyes were shocked. He pointed to the red symbol, "I found a folder like that in my Dad's briefcase. How did you find this?"

"It was in my parents' old stuff when they worked for OsCorp," I leaned into where I was inches from his face whispering, "I think my parents worked with your parents."

I opened up the folder showing him the page with equations, "This, this is your dad's isn't it? This Algorithm?"

He nodded, "Yeah, yeah I solved it."

"You solved it? Does it work? Wait, what does it do?" I collected myself as I asked.

Peter scratched his eyebrow, "It's suppose to regenerate health. They used spiders at first, but now OsCorp is trying through lizards. I talked to the scientist that is working on it now."

"Who is it?"

"Dr. Curtis Connors," I pulled out the picture of the staff meeting and showed it to Peter, "This man? The one with one arm?" I pointed. Peter nodded, "Yeah him. I showed him the equation."

Curt Connors. If Peter's dad worked with him, he must know Jonathan and my mom.

"Thanks, Peter. We should talk more. Kids of scientists you know?" I took his arm and pulled out a pen writing down my phone number. Peter looked at his arm, "Yeah, stick together."

"Don't do the whole, wait three days," I winked at him and put the folder in the bag.

"I won't," After I got out of the library I decided to ditch the rest of the day. I caught a train heading to OsCorp

I walked into the lobby of OsCorp. This place looked smaller on the inside. The ceiling was high, but not enough for such flashy exterior. I just acted normal, like I belonged here. I was surprised the security guards didn't even look at me on the escalator or the elevator up to the labs.

This entire time I was sweating, like someone would call me out or a guard would be waiting, but nothing. It was too easy. Like, scary easy.

When I approached the glass wall separating me from the labs it was there I noticed the reason why no one looked at me. It was a card access only to enter the labs.

Great.

Guess I have to work a little chemical romance with one of these scientists. I saw one come out of the elevator and I shut my eyes.

Make it a mild batch. I opened them, "Excuse me?"

He turned, "Can you help me? I lost my card. Can you give me yours?"

The man smiled at me feeling love struck. He handed it to me, "Thank you. Let's go downstairs. Or leave this building. Maybe your place?"

I followed him back to the elevator but stopped just outside of it when the doors shut as it went down.

I turned back and swiped the card, opening the door. I walked through the lab searching for Dr. Connors. Maybe someone can point me to his office, "Excuse me? Where's Dr. Connors office?" I asked the closest scientist. She turned to look at me, "Who are you?"

"I have a delivery. It's this research folder from upstairs that's for him personally. Now his office please?" Such a bull shit story.

She pointed down the way, "Straight back there. You'll see it. Tell Jerry to stop sending clueless people and for him to do it himself," she spat. I shrugged off her rudeness, "Thanks," I said.

I found his office, he was sitting at his desk. Is there no privacy in this place? Everything is made of glass. I'm scared to see the restrooms.

Knocking on the door, Dr. Connors looked up and saw me. He seemed confused, but waved a go a head to enter.

"Dr. Curtis Connors?"

"Yes, I know who I am. Who are you?" What is with everyone questioning a total stranger? Oh wait, "I'm sorry. My name is Jessica Drew, you might have known Miriam and Jonathan Drew."

His mouth opened realizing who I was, "You're their daughter."

I nodded, "Yeah."

He stood up to shake my hand, "It's been years. Last time I saw you and your mother was at your father's funeral."

I wanted to squirm, but didn't, "I don't really remember seeing you there."

"Of course not. You were a just a child and why would you. After your accident and Jon..."

"So you were close with him?"

"Close? I worked with him. Please sit," I sat in one of the chairs. More comfortable than Doc's. he sat across from me.

"Your parents and I worked on cross species genetics with another mutual colleague-"

"Richard Parker."

He glanced at me, "Yes. You remember him?"

"No, I know his son, Peter."

"Peter," he smiled, "Brilliant isn't he?"

I smiled with him, "More than. He told me about solving the Decay Rate Algorithm."

"So much like Richard. He even looks like his father. Speaking of, you look a lot like Miriam, in the face."

I shrugged, "I guess."

"How is she?" Connors asked.

"Fine. Works down at St. Mary's in the lab," I shifted in my seat, "Dr. Connors."

"Please, call me Curt."

I corrected myself, "Curt, can I ask you something?"

He nodded, "Of course."

I leaned closer in, "What do you know about the accident during the Wundagore Widow Project?"

He froze up and stood, "It was a pleasure to see you again, Jessica. It truly was, but I'm afraid I must ask you to leave."

"What? You know something, don't you?"

"I really can't spare no more time. I am much too busy," he went looking through his filing cabinet. I stood up, "Why are you bull shitting me?!"

He pulled out a file, wrote something and handed it to me, "Not here!" He whispered. Curt practically shoved me out of the office, "Have a nice night, Miss Drew," the door shut in my face.

I stood outside the door in the lab, holding this folder. I looked at it and on the tab it said Jessica Drew. On the front there was a note that had an address.

The address lead me to a house, must be Dr. Connors place. It was more secluded and suburban than the rest of the city. He wouldn't be home yet so I sat by the doorway. I opened up the folder he gave to pass time.

There was a report in there talking about how the machine malfunctioned while Miriam Drew was in the way. I saw an ultra sound of a baby, me, in here. In fact, there were a bunch of these ultra sound pictures of me. I seemed normal, like what a baby should look like. Going through the papers I saw another report.

Name: Jessica Drew

Date of Birth: December 7, 1993

Gender: Female

Infant Jessica Drew is born healthy considering the high amount of radiation exposed to her as a fetus. However, after taking a blood sample, Jessica is shown not to have a full DNA strand of a human. There are pieces replaced with those of the Wundagore Widow-

I tossed the paper down not being able to read anymore. I started to feel sick. I mean, I knew I wasn't normal, but actually having Spider DNA? It was insane. Mine and that spider's DNA is fused together. Thank God I don't have extra arms or legs or eyes. I at least look normal.

I put everything back in the folder and just sat there. OsCorp was defiantly aware of what I was, or at least anyone involved in that accident. Night fell when Conners came home. He saw me and hurried over to open the door.

"Once we are inside I will tell you what you need to know," I took his suitcase so he could unlock the door. Once inside he turned on the lights and lead me to the kitchen.

"Are we safe now?" I asked setting the folder on the counter.

"You went through the file?"

"Some of it. I stopped reading after it said I HAVE SPIDER DNA!" I yelled the last part. Connors put a finger to his lips, "Shhh! Calm down! I know this must be shocking for you. Image how your parents felt or I did when I was assigned to your case."

My mouth dropped, "You were assigned to me?"

He nodded, "I was. That file you have was put together by me and Jonathan up until you were eight years old. I had to run tests on your mother while she was pregnant, then it was just you after you were born. You were such an extraordinary anomaly."

"I was an accident!"

Connors shook his head, "No. What happened on that day was no accident and neither was Jonathan's death."

I felt my eyes stinging, "What are you talking about?"

"You really don't remember anything?" He paused before talking, avoiding the night of Jonathan's death, "I was there when Miriam was exposed to the radiation blast. What I will tell you is very dangerous to know and no one knows about this. Not even your parents."

I was silent waiting for him to continue, "Norman Osborn pressed the button that blasted your mother."

I was choking on my own breath, "He tried to kill her? Why?"

"I don't know. I saw him look down at the button then at your mother, smiling as he pressed it."

"He's a lunatic," I gripped the counter. Norman tried murdering my mother, then once he failed he wanted to keep Connors here close to me to run tests with Jonathan. That's the only reason he stuck around. I was Jonathan's new assignment, not a daughter he took in.

"Doctor Connors, thank you for shedding some light on how I came to be. I need to be getting home."

Dr. Connors showed me out, "If OsCorp or Norman found out that I told you this, it would mean both our lives. If you ever do remember and I know you will," I stared at him, "Pretend you don't."

I nodded and left his house. More questions than answers. Is that my life now? People never telling me the full picture, just handing me a puzzle piece.

AN: So much mystery, for Jessica. Let me know what you think. Oh and to answer the question, Yes, she is stronger than Peter. that's why she didn't even have trouble getting away from his grip last chapter.

Why does everyone want that? I'm not complaining, I'm just rather curious. Haha. Anyway. See you guys in the next chapter.