Peter and Wyatt sat in the hallway outside Johnny's statistics class. Keeping their promise to Tony, Steve, and Natasha they were always in groups of 2 or more. None of their group was in Johnny's statistics class so Wyatt and Peter waited for him. There were plenty of people milling about so it wasn't overly odd that Peter and Wyatt were there. Peter glanced down at his watch. The tracker was already active. The plan was for Johnny to plant it on Harry. Once they could establish his pattern they could get inside his apartment and install surveillance equipment. Bobby and Davis had taken care of tagging his car that morning.

Wyatt nudged Peter when the classroom door opened and students started pouring out. Johnny was one of the first ones out so the three of them made their way toward the door leading outside. Peter could tell that Johnny had been successful because the tracker was showing that it was moving about 30 yards behind them which was exactly where Harry was at the moment. Peter looked up when he reached the bottom step and saw Gwen headed their way.

"What are you two doing on this side of campus?" Gwen stopped in front of Peter, Wyatt, and Johnny.

"We were meeting Johnny after class. We've got a project we need to work on for another class." Wyatt glanced back as Harry caught up with the group.

Gwen kissed Harry on the cheek as she continued moving towards the building they had just left. "It's like we're tag teaming the math building. I'll see you after class Harry. Peter, Wyatt, Johnny...see you out tonight?" She didn't wait for an answer just waved over her head as she walked into the building.

Peter had turned to watch her walk up when his Spidey sense forced him to take a step back, missing most of a violent shove from Harry. "What the hell Harry?" Peter looked at Harry's face that had turned into a vile twisted version of itself. Johnny and Wyatt had both moved to position themselves between Peter and Harry.

"Stay away from her!" Harry spit the words out.

Wyatt took a step towards Harry. "No one is interested in Gwen as anything other than a friend, but if you keep this up, she will drop you in a heartbeat." Wyatt looked at Harry. He and Johnny were the taller of the five boys and Wyatt had learned how to move his body to project an even more imposing figure than his 6'4" frame was normally. He didn't move his eyes from Harry's eyes until Harry took a step backwards, his face resuming its normal facade.

Harry's eyes darted between the three boys. Steeling himself, he pushed his way through them, leaving them staring after him.

"Oh, yeah, he's definitely the Goblin." Wyatt grinned at the look the other two gave him. "It was either Goblin or Orc...I thought Goblin fit it...him better."

Peter shook his head watching Harry retreat. "You've been reading too much Tolkien. I'm just glad he didn't transform. Not sure we could have kept that quiet." He looked down at his watch. "Tracker is in place. Let's go meet Bobby and Davis."

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The group sat around their normal table at the Odyssey. Karen fed all of Harry's movements to Peter's watch which meant they could keep tabs on where he was regardless of where they were. Davis portaled Wyatt and Bobby into Harry's apartment when they realized he had a late lab. Surveillance equipment installed, Karen recorded audio and video and would filter down segments for them to review when they got home.

Peter looked over at the door when Gwen walked in and then glanced down at his watch. The tracker on Harry still showed him and his car at his apartment. He smiled at Gwen when she slid into a chair at their table. "I'm surprised Harry isn't with you."

"Harry is a jerk right now." Gwen sighed and reached over and grabbed a piece of pizza. "I cannot wait for this semester to be over."

Bobby smiled sympathetically at Gwen. "Sorry Gwen. Would it make you feel better if you beat me at pool?"

"Maybe." She smiled at Bobby and glanced over at Peter. "I definitely don't want to play Peter tonight."

Peter smiled. "My pool career is over. You can stay the reigning champion."

Gwen laughed. "Do I get some kind of banner?"

"I can probably work something out." Peter's tone sobered a little. "You know if you ever need help, you can call us. Right? Any of us day or night."

Gwen's facade broke for a moment but was instantly replaced with the confidence they were used to. "I know. And I appreciate it. I think I have it under control through."

Bobby stood up, "Come on, there's an open table."

Peter waited until Bobby had pulled Gwen away from their table before looking down at his watch again. Karen had pinged it to let him know that Harry was moving. Wyatt looked over and studied the watch. "Where is he going?"

Peter shrugged, "Not here." They watched it until he came to a stop. "It's a warehouse down by the river." Peter glanced over at Davis. "Want to go on a field trip tonight after he leaves?"

Davis grinned. "Definitely!"

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The blue glow from the portal faded behind Peter and Davis as they switched on flashlights. "Karen, scan the building and make sure there's no one here."

"There's no one in the building, although there are quite a few life forms." Karen responded from Peter's watch.

"Life forms? What's that supposed to mean?" Peter frowned as his light flashed around the room.

"I'm picking up a few different wildlife species. Raccoons, squirrels, rats..."

"Eww...ok, only concerned about people right now." Peter glanced over at Davis who was rummaging though papers on a table. Peter headed over to the other side of the room. For a building full of rats and squirrels there was an impressive amount of lab equipment. Peter looked over some of the equipment. "Karen this looks like everything you would need to replicate dna."

"You are correct Peter."

"Hey...found your file." Davis called from the other side of the room. He had a laptop turned on and was scrolling through information.

Peter walked over and looked over Davis's shoulder. It only took reading a couple lines to know that Davis had found Osborn's lab notes. "Yeah...". He took a couple steps backwards and looked at the notebooks scattered across the table.

"It's odd, you're not mentioned by name at all. He just keeps referencing his creation." Davis frowned as he continued skimming through the file looking for Peter's name. They had all heard Peter's version of the story. Osborn's notes made it abundantly clear that he was just getting started and Peter definitely didn't remember all of it. Davis looked over at Peter. "He seemed pretty proud of you in a sick, sadistic way."

"Not me, his creation...which just creeps me out." Peter picked up one of the notebooks and started flipping through it. The front half of the notebook was full of precise, neat notes. The further he flipped through the notebook the more erratic the writing became until it was nothing more than an illegible scrawl. He stopped on a page and stared down at it. It read 'Peter Parker is Spider-Man'. Hatred and anger oozed from the page. He tucked the notebook into his jacket pocket. Based on what he was seeing Harry wouldn't miss it. He thought the serum must be messing with his brain pretty badly at this point. "Find anything else."

"Yeah, this looks like it might be the morphing serum notes...maybe." He glanced over at the equipment. "I think he was tasked with cloning the Skrull DNA segments that were used in the serum." Davis looked over at Peter. "Which means Ross didn't have the complete formula."

Peter shrugged. "Keeping that part of it would have been a smart move on Osborn's part. Feed them just enough to keep them off his back while making himself indispensable. With Norman gone they would have been trying to get their hands on his research. Maybe they jumped to the same conclusion Wyatt did and made contact with Harry with the intent of using him to gain access to Norman's files."

Davis picked up another notebook. "The serum is definitely messing with his head. Half of these are complete nonsense."

Peter shook his head, he wasn't sure if the damage could be reversed at this point. "I don't think we're going to find much more. Let's head back."