Chapter 10

Bruce finally arrived at his cave. He landed his plane and climbed out, he was greeted by his only friend. Alfred.

"Did you have fun on your little trip?" He asked

Bruce sighed and ran his hand through his hair after he took of his mask. "No fun, but it was informing." He said. He took off his gloves and sat down at his computer set up.

"Oh? And what did you find out?" He asked.

"Well, we met Spider-Man. He was at a power company looking for Electro. We offered to keep him safe but he didn't want to get hurt. So he ran." Bruce said. He pulled out bag that looked like it had some sticky stringy white substance in it.

"And what is that?" Alfred asked.

"Webbing of some sort. He shot it off before Flash could get him." He said. He pulled it out of the bag and placed it under a microscope. He leaned in a looked at it.

"So he was fast enough to stop The Flash? Impressive. So what is it?" Alfred asked.

Bruce leaned back away from the scope. "Well it is web, looks like it's been engineered to be stronger. It also degraded after an hour. I had use some chemicals so that it wouldn't. Strange thing it that it is organic. So spiders must of made it. Now where he got it is the question."

"Could he of stolen it?" He asked picking up the bag and looking at the substance more closely.

Bruce shook his head. "I don't think so. I've looked into every company that has been trying to make stuff like this, but none of them are even close to it. He must of gotten it somewhere else, or made it himself."

"Sounds like you have a lot of work to do. Is the Justice League doing anything?" He asked.

Bruce looked up at him a smiled a bit. "They are, as much as they can. They are keeping an eye all the power companies that may be Electros path. But right now it's just a waiting game."

"Sounds like a fun time." Bruce just chuckled a bit.

"Speaking of fun. Was it fun with Peter here?" He asked.

Alfred shrugged a bit. "We were only alone for two days. We bonded a bit but I didn't get an extra information from him. He was acting a bit weird yesterday though." He said.

Bruce raised an eyebrow. "Weird how?"

"Well he didn't come out of his room until noon. And he was spacing out a lot." He said.

"I've been thinking that I should put a camera in his room." Bruce said. Alfred didn't react.

"It would be smart. At least until we find out what he is hiding." Alfred said.

Bruce nodded. He didn't want to put a camera in his room. But he can't have someone working for him hiding something. At least not with Peter who was living in the manor. He knew Peter wasn't a bad person. That's why he didn't want to use the camera. But Bruce had a feeling he need to do it. He decided to trust the feeling.

He nodded to Alfred. "I'll do it later. Right now I need to find out more about Spider-Man. If I can. I have a feeling he will be like Electro, a ghost.

Peter was once again doing research on his laptop. He wanted to know more about the Justice League. Mostly the founding members. Most of the things that were said were good. Of course there were some websites that said they were demons from hell. But Peter just ignored those.

He blinked and cursed when his eyes started burning. He moved away from the laptop and rubbed his eyes. He's been staring at the computer for so long his eyes were burning now.

He sighed and stood up, still rubbing his eye. He looked around his room. While it was simple it was home right now.

He used to think about Aunt May and Gwen every single day. But it's been awhile since he arrived in this world. And now he thinks about them moving on. About Gwen in college, laughing with friends, maybe going to parties and flirting with someone. He thinks about Aunt May and hopes that she has somehow moved on, maybe met someone.

He's never forgotten his real home, but day after day Peter lost hope that he would go back.

His stomach growled and he realized just how hungry he was. The staff were still gone and would be for another five days. Bruce came home earlier today so Peter doubted there would be food made in the kitchen. He sighed and made his way to the kitchen. He stopped a couple of feet away when he heard voices in the kitchen. It sounded like Alfred and Bruce. He walked into the kitchen and was right. There they were, sitting at the counter with a big plate of sandwiches in the middle. Peter's stomach grumbled when he smelled them, apparently it was loud enough to interrupt their conversation.

Bruce turned his head to look at Peter and smiled. "Good afternoon Peter. Alfred made a bunch of food if you want?" Peter just nodded, his attention straight on the food. His stomach grumbled again. He moved forward and sat down on one of the stools and started eating. It must of been some time because by the time Peter's stomach wasn't growling he noticed Alfred and Bruce smirking at him.

He looked to the plate where the sandwiches were and saw that it was half empty now. And he ate half. He gulped and blushed a bit. "Sorry, hungry, and still ah...yeah.." He said taking another bite.

Bruce outright laughed and that made Alfred laugh as well. Peter just smiled.

Bruce sobered up after a few seconds, he was still smiling though. "The men at my company are

asking about you. Seems word about you fixing that drug has gotten around." He said.

Peter forgot about that. "Really? It wasn't hard."

Bruce smiled. "And that's the point. Some of the smartest men in my company couldn't figure it out. And you did, and you just say it wasn't hard."

"They were over thinking it. That's all." Peter said with a shrug. Peter saw in the corner of his eye Alfred pulling out his pocketwatch, looked at it then nodded to Bruce. Then left the room. Peter thought nothing of it.

"Still, some of the other scientists are wanting to meet you. Would you like to come with me next time I go to the company. Maybe get you a job there." Bruce said and Peter perked up at that.

"I would love that! I just feel like I'm not giving anything back. You've already done so much for me." Peter said, looking down at his food.

Bruce smiled. "That drug that you fixed is a painkiller. Now it seems so simple just saying it but it was for certain people. Normal painkillers can damage major organs. And while the stronger stuff doesn't damage them as much, it's addictive. The one you helped make, the one you fixed to where there would be no major, fatal side effects. It doesn't damage people's organs, its strong like morphine, but it's not addictive. That may not sound like much, but trust me. You helped a lot of people in Gotham. In this world. Doing stuff like that, repays everything. Present and future." Bruce said. Peter didn't know how respond. He just sat there and stared at Bruce. He couldn't even breath.

Finally he took a shaky breath. "Thank you." He finally said. Bruce just patted him on his shoulder, stood up and left.

Peter just sat there in his thoughts. And the feeling that he was truly making this place home.

Bruce was in his office, taking care of some paperwork for his company. There was a short knock, and Alfred came in. He put down his pen and looked at his oldest friend.

"Did you set it up?" Bruce asked.

Alfred nodded. "Three cameras. They covering the entire room."

Bruce nodded and sighed. He rubbed his eye. He felt bad about doing this. After the talk he had with Peter early he just had the bad feeling in his stomach. Peter didn't deserve this. But he was hiding something. It may be little, if thats the case Bruce will take down the cameras. But on the off chance that it was something big, Bruce had to find out. And then deal with it.

"Feeling bad sir?" Alfred asked. Bruce nodded.

"I don't want to do this. I like the kid, a lot." He said.

Alfred nodded. "Me too. You were the only teen I could ever tolerate. But Peter acts more like an adult. And that worries me. What made a kid his age grow up so fast?" Bruce sighed and folded his hands in front of him. "Something bad."

"Well, it's no use just moping around. Lets try to distract ourselves with a little telly." He said, he picked up a remote and turned on the TV that was hanging up in a corner of the office."This is an emergency report. James Gordon has called for evac in the north side of the city. Reports say that the police have found multiple bombs in the north side. Comments from the police say its the work of The Joker. It's also rumored that Gordon is going to call on Batman for help." The reporter was interrupted when a bomb in the background went off. The man holding the camera was knocked over. The view from the camera showed people running, screaming and crying.

Without missing a beat Alfred pushed the button that opened the secret door, leading into the cave.

"Alert the Justice League. If I'm right Joker has been planning this for awhile. And I'm going to need help." He said, Alfred nodded as he moved over to the computer.

Bruce started pulling on his suit. Time to get to work.

So this one for some strange reason took longer to write. But here it is.

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