"He's still recovering," Iron Man said. "He's not completely in his right mind. But he's okay. I can't believe it..."

Mary Jane was crying tears of joy for the first time in what seemed to be ages. She nodded. "Can...can I see him?"

Iron Man nodded and allowed her inside his room. He was awake! He was sitting up, watching television from his bed, and he was awake.

"Hey Peter."

He turned to look at her. "Hey."

"I didn't think this would be awkward."

"I'm sorry."

"It's not your fault. What are you watching?"

He looked at the screen. "The Daily Show With Jon Stewart. It's a good way to catch up."

"How are you feeling?"

"I'm not sure. Wait! Hey! Stark!" He waved down Iron Man, who had passed the room. Iron Man stopped and retraced his steps. He poked his head in. "Yes?"

"Where's Venom? What about the bombs?"

"It's all okay, Spider-Man."

Mary Jane gave Iron Man a weird look. "All okay?" She asked.

"Mrs. Watson-Parker, may I speak with you for a moment?"

Mary Jane walked out of the room and Iron Man shushed her voice down. "Mary Jane, We have the TV rigged so he's watching re-runs. He can't know about the explosions or about Venom. He'll want to jump right back into action, and his body is not prepared to do that."

She nodded, not sure if she agreed with him or not. She wanted her husband to be better, but she also knew he could help stop the madness that was happening. And if she really knew Peter, then he'd be out of bed as soon as he heard the words. Mary Jane nodded and walked back in. He didn't even seem considerate--did he realize how much trauma she had been through? Maybe he was still out of it--waking up from a coma where your deceased Aunt, Uncle and Ex-Love of your Life were must be sort of odd.

So she sat beside her husband, who was not wearing his costume, and watched television. It was obviously a re-run...but he didn't seem to notice. Or maybe he didn't care, and he knew, and he just wanted a break.

"Peter..."

"Yeah, Red?"

"Peter, I'm sorry. But I'm your wife. And I need to tell you the truth. You need to know what's going on."

He positioned himself differently as he shut of the television. "What?"

"Venom is on the loose, and one of the bombs exploded."

He jumped out of bed, just like everyone knew he would. "Where's my costume?"

"I'm not sure," Mary Jane looked down at the floor.

Peter grabbed her by the shoulders. "Thank you, MJ," and he kissed her forehead.

She gave him a weak smile. "Go get 'em, tiger." But he did not hear, because he was running down the halls of the Avenger's Mansion in his hospital robes. Mary Jane was soon summoned from the room, and Tony Stark asked her if she had a hand in what happened.

"No. I remembered on my own. You think I'd not remember getting hit by a bus?" the newly-costumed Spider-Man said.

Iron Man nodded. "Okay then. I guess it's time for you to meet Jessee."

"Jessee? Who the heck is--" he was cut short as he saw a man walk up in a costume--his costume! The man put out his hand. "Hi Spider-Man. I'm your clone."

Spider-Man blinked. "Wow."

"It's okay, Spider-Man. I understand that I have to be terminated now that you've woken up." the clone nodded.

"Wait! No! No...before we go terminating people...we could use him."

"How so?" Iron Man asked.

"Okay, it may sound nuts, but remember, that's normal for me. I've got a plan."