Hello, wonderful readers!

Thanks for everyone who's been reviewing, all of the responses make me enjoy writing this even more!

CaptainLizardWizard: No way will I end this in the middle of the story. If I have something that stops me from writing I'll be sure to finish the story first! Also, great name, thanks for reviewing, and I'm glad you like it!

Daniel6: Actually, I didn't mean for it to be Green Goblin, but after I published I realized how much it sounded like it could be. I suppose he could be the Green Goblin, but I meant more of a deranged really creepy average villain person. You can take it however you want though.

ChoosenChild: Okay, it was a really weird confrontation/fight/rescue thing. I meant for it to be the UnnamedVillianDude wanting to hit Gwen to make the heroes feel loss or regret or something. I totally agree that it was confusing, and sorry for that. Also, I would just take the sedative thing as a "We haven't really thought out the consequences of drugging you!" type thing. Hope you like the story, despite my confusing writing explanations!

KittyKatt25: Probably not. Although, things could change depending on life and things. And inspirations. Thanks for reviewing!

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Steve placed enhanced handcuffs on the green man and looked up expectantly at Tony.

"Do you want to get him?"

"Who, Spiderman?" Tony asked innocently.

"Yes, Tony. Is he still unconscious on that building?"

"As far as I know," Tony grabbed Steve, and they flew into the air, leaving the lightning man to the police.

As Tony set Steve down on the building, Steve spotted Spiderman.

"He's over there," Steve pointed at the unconscious vigilante.

"Nguggh…" Peter moaned, stirring from unconsciousness.

"Hey, Spiderbrat!" Tony called out cheerfully.

"Tony, shut up."

"Why?" Steve rolled his eyes at Tony.

"Because, Tony-" He was cut off by a hoarse stream of coughing from Spiderman, who had gotten up and over to edge of the building, holding his ribs.

"Goodness, are you okay?" Both Avengers stared in shock as Gwen ran out of the stairwell and across the roof.

"Gwen, get out. It isn't safe," Spiderman grumbled, looking at Tony and Steve angrily.

"No, no, no." Gwen pulled him up, "We're going."

"Yeah, go, Gwen. Please?"

"I am going, just with you," Gwen pulled Spiderman to his feet, and he quickly positioned himself between her and them. Gwen, on the other hand, seemed to had either forgotten they we there, or simply didn't care enough to address them. "You are going home, I don't want to sew you back up again, -" Peter quickly covered her mouth.

"Okay, Gwen, I'll go, okay?" He pushed her towards the staircase, still eyeing Steve and Tony. "You just go first, okay?"

"Spiderman-" Steve tried to cut in.

"No. No, both you and I know you won't leave." Gwen glared straight into Spiderman's masked eyes. "Now, you come with me, or I come with you."

"Spiderman, you need to come with us," Tony stepped forwards.

"Gwen, go," Peter said urgently.

"No."

"Peter!" Steve called, waiting for a reaction. "You need to come with us." Tony stepped even closer, close enough to grab Spiderman or Gwen if necessary. Peter tugged Gwen's arm, pulling her away from Tony and the staircase and more towards Steve and the edge of the roof.

"Gwen, hold on." Steve noticed Peter's plan too late, and his hand barely missing the two teenagers as they tumbled off the edge of the roof.

"Darn," Tony mumbled, coming up behind Steve. They stood on the edge of the roof, watching Peter's shaky transitions from web to web.

"Do you think he was okay? He looked hurt," Steve frowned.

"Well, he just got slammed on top of a building, scolded by his girlfriend, and still managed to ditch us. I think he's okay," Tony frowned. "Are we going to chase them? Wasn't the point to catch him?"

"Not to the point of endangering civilians," Steve shook his head. "He made a smart move, taking Miss Stacy. As long as she's there, we aren't supposed to pursue, or do anything that may threaten the safety of Gwen."

"He won't hurt her. This isn't a hostage situation, Cap."

"That doesn't mean they won't be reckless," Steve explained sadly. "She wouldn't take herself out of harm's way as long as he's still in jeopardy."

"Mmm," Tony responded. "Clint confirmed he was Peter, right?"

"I believe so."

"Good. I'm gonna look up everything. Relatives, grades, jobs, record, life." Tony grinned, "Oh, Fury's going to love this."

Gwen's hands loosened from around Peter's neck around ten seconds before he landed on the fire escape outside her window.

"Oh my goodness, Peter-"

"Gwen, I have to go home, okay?" Peter cut her off.

"What? Why?" Gwen latched onto his arm worriedly. "Peter, they know who you are. You know as well as I do, they suspect."

"Which is why I need to beat them home. If I'm not there that will just confirm what they may have as a theory." Peter pulled her into a hug.

"Be careful, okay?" She smiled at him, "I trust your decisions, Peter. Just don't do something where you no longer have a decision. If you want to remain anonymous, let that be your choice, not theirs."

"Deal."

"So, we're doing this again," Tony mumbled as he typed in "Peter Parker".

Peter Benjamin Parker:

Born in Queens to Richard and Mary Parker

Current residence: Living in Queens with May Parker

Current work: Student at Midtown High School, Freelance photographer for the Daily Bugle

Currently 16 years old, 5'6, brown hair and eyes

"Wow," Tony mumbled, "Does S.H.I.E.L.D. stalk everyone?" He scrolled through various pictures and articles pertaining to Peter. "Hey, Steve?" Tony dialed the other Avenger.

"Mhmm, Tony?" Came the response.

"Can you run by Parker's house, see if he's there?"

"So, you want me to bring him here?"

"Um, maybe. And also, just to see. But if you could bring him, that'd be great!"

"Fine. Is Clint's sedative thing still working?"

"It should be."

"Alright then. But you so owe me."

"This is technically your job too."

"I don't care. You owe me food."

"Deal."