Author's Note: I don't own anything except Lindsey who is an oc. Thanks to everyone who has read, reviewed and favorite this story. Sorry for the delay, lots of stuff going on in my life.

As Peter and Lindsey pulled away from one another, each of them broke out into a huge smile. "I've been waiting to do that for so long," admitted Peter.

Lindsey smiled as she playfully ruffled his hair. He rubbed his head against her hand enjoying the touch of her. He took her hand and kissed it and she took his and kissed it as well. Suddenly, a thought hit Peter.

"Lindsey, I may not be the one for you, and goodness knows that I am not perfect. I will do my damn best to make you happy."

Lindsey smiled as she said, "You already are. You already make me so happy."

"I wonder how Gwen and Flash will react when they find out."

"I think Flash kind of knew I had a thing for you. He was very jealous of you."

"Gwen was the same of you. She was very jealous."

"Well now we are together," Lindsey smiled.

They both got up and walked together down the street hand in hand. "I will take you home my lady," bowed Peter.

They walked all the way to Lindsey's house and when they came to the front door Peter didn't want to let her go. His happiness was overwhelming him. She wrapped her arms around him hugging him and he kissed her forehead. "Will I see you tomorrow?" asked Peter nervously.

"Of course," she replied.

Peter did a little happy dance as he kissed her goodbye. "I will call you."

Lindsey went inside and shut the door. She slid down the door happily as she thought of what just happened. "Dad!" she called.

There was no answer. She decided to look around and see if she could find him. "Dad?" she repeated as she went through each room.

She came upon his private office and she heard something inside. Curiously she opened the door to find her father sitting at a desk about to inject something into his missing arm. "Dad?" she asked again.

He panicked and dropped the needle as he went to face his daughter. "Lindsey, I didn't hear you come in," her father said.

"I just got home, I was with Peter."

"How is he?"

"Well, he and I are together now."

Doctor Conners broke out into a huge smile as he laughed and cheered. "Finally!" he declared.

"Finally?" she questioned.

"I could tell something was going on between you two. It was only a matter of time. You can't fool this old man. I know love when I see it," he admitted.

"Well, now you know my secret, what are you doing?"

"Remember when Peter came in to help me with a formula? They want to help heal Norman Osborne, apparently the man is very sick. They are going to fire me unless I finish the product by the end of the week. We haven't done any testing of it yet," her father announced.

Lindsey looked scared thinking back to when her father promised her that everything was going to be okay. "Dad, is this safe?" asked Lindsey nervously as she kneeled down next to her father.

"Is anything ever safe really?" asked her father.

"Dad, you promised me that everything was going to be okay," reminded Lindsey.

"And it will be! If this is a success, doors will open for both of us. Don't you worry your pretty little head."

Lindsey sighed as her father went to pick up the needle. "Do you want me to stay and watch?" Lindsey asked.

"No, I will be fine," her father smiled.

Lindsey shook her head and went up to her room. She hoped her father was right.

Twenty minutes later, Lindsey went downstairs to look for her father. She opened the door and saw him clutching his arm as it began to grow. She gasped as she walked in and held onto her father. "It's a success!" he yelled as his skin began to peel.

Lindsey couldn't believe her eyes. She could not wait to tell Peter.

The next day, Lindsey and Peter met up at a local café and had a drink. Lindsey ordered a hot chocolate and Peter had some tea. They held each other's hand while the other one was holding their drinks. "Peter, something amazing happened to my father last night!" Lindsey began.

"What happened?"

"He used that formula you guys worked on and his arm began to grow back!" Lindsey declared.

"Any side effects?" Peter asked surprised.

"Well I didn't see him this morning, so I have no idea."

"How did he react when you told him we were together?"

"He said he could see it coming and he was happy."

"Did you tell your Aunt yet?"

"I was hoping after this we would go over and tell her in person."

"Sounds good!"

Lindsey sipped her hot chocolate and out of the corner of her eye she saw Flash walking along the sidewalk and looked very depressed. "He looks horrible," gasped Lindsey.

"I'll say," Peter grimaced.

A part of Lindsey wanted to go over to Flash and tell him that everything would be okay, but then she remembered what had happened between them. It really broke her heart. Flash was her first love, but then along came Peter. In her heart she knew Peter could possibly be the one, but there was nothing like the first passion of a first romance. Peter felt Lindsey's grip become tighter and he whispered, "Are you okay?"

She let go of his hand and nodded. "Yes I am fine…just thinking. That's all!"

"Do you miss him at all?" Peter asked.

"Rarely."

Peter looked at Flash. Poor guy. Peter thought that Flash sort of looked like Peter last night. Peter went out again to get the guy who killed his uncle. And he had successfully found him. He had worn his Spiderman outfit and when he got home and took it off he looked depressed, tired, and ragged.

"Did you see the paper?" asked Peter casually.

"Yes I read it this morning," Lindsey nodded.

"Anything interesting?"

"Well, something about a spider guy, but that was about it."

He so desperately wanted to tell her right then that it was him, but he was going to wait a while. The media had portrayed Spiderman as a menace and he didn't want to ruin things so early in this relationship.

"What do you think about this Spiderman guy?" asked Peter.

"Well, I don't know," admitted Lindsey, "I never heard of him before today."

"But so far what do you think?"

"Well he could be a hero, or a villain. I don't know yet. The paper makes him out to be a villain, but you can't always go by what you read. I'm sure Spiderman has a good soul. There is a reason he is doing what he is doing."

Peter's heart pounded with love.