It was still the early hours of the morning, making the emergency room relatively empty. At this point, it was only Peter, the pair of officers and the staff. Peter had dozed off some time ago. His precious hours of sleep were being used up and with Martinez looking over him, he couldn't help but fall asleep. Hendrickson was at home sick, leaving the 2nd officer be one of the other officers who really didn't like Spider-man.

"Is he asleep?" Martinez took a glance at Peter, as he slept while leaning against his hand.

"Yeah, fell asleep some time ago." The other officer looked at him with some skepticism.

"How can you even tell?"

"He stopped fidgeting, not to mention I can hear him snoring from here." The officer blinked in surprise and realized that he could hear the spider snoring as well. The second officer slowly inched towards Peter, his hand slowly lifting up to try and take off his mask.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you." He stopped in his tracks and looked over his shoulder to look at Martinez.

"Why?" That was a legit question and a challenge all in one. Martinez rolled his eyes at that.

"Well for one, I'm going to kick your ass if you try, and two, he's already awake." The officer blinked in surprise before looking back at Spider-man, who was not amused.

"Seriously, a pair of newborns were found in the freezing cold and you're more focused on my face?" The officer blushed and crossed his arms while looking away.

"Yeah, I don't trust you." Peter rose an eyebrow under his mask and clicked his tongue.

"Of course…" He muttered under his breath, his mood already turning foul. Martinez noticed this and sighed.

"Alright, calm down ladies," He wedged himself between the third wheel and Spider-man, as if he was separating a pair of children.

"You're both ugly anyway so there no need to argue." The officer scowled at that while Peter let out a scoff. Peter leaned towards Martinez.

"I'll have you know that most people just can't handle how beautiful I am." Martinez turned to look at him with a challenging look on his face.

"Listen Spidey, the only people that can handle your ugly mug would be the visibly impaired. "

"Rude!" Martinez beamed internally now that the mood was a little bit lighter. He has learned a long time ago that a moody Spidey wasn't that fun to deal with. Not only did he not talk at all, when he did talk, he was very snarky and sarcastic.

"Spider-man?" Peter twisted in his seat to look at the person who called him out. He jumped out of his seat and landed silently in front of her when he realized that she was a nurse.

"How are they doing?! Are they alright?!" The nurse put her hands up as a sign for him to calm down, which he did. The other two officers were coming up from behind them, eager to hear the condition of the children.

"The baby girl is fine, she's recovering right now and seems to be completely healthy, "The three grown men beamed at this, "But," Peter bit his lip nervously as he waited for the update on the little boy.

"The little boy is struggling in the NICU, we have him on a ventilator, its…" The nurse took a couple of seconds to recollect herself," Tt's unlikely that he will survive the night, I'm sorry." The nurse walked away as Peters head drooped down, grief overcoming his body. Children had always been a soft spot for him, even more so when he and Mary Jane realized that they couldn't have a child together due to the nature of his blood.

"Spidey," Martinez put his hand onto Peters shoulder, "Its not your fault," The officer already knew what the hero was thinking. The third wheel was quiet, not finding it in himself to say something. Peter took a shaky breath.

"He was so small Martinez…" His voice was quiet, "When I was holding him, it felt like I could hurt him if my finger twitched at the wrong time or something." Peter rubbed at the tears through his mask, the two officers taking noticed of the wet Marks that appeared.

"He's not even a day old, and he won't be able to grow up, he's not even going to have a family to be with him in the end." Peter let go of a shaky breath, trying to keep himself together. The officers heart softened at this, it was hard to dislike a person who was so emotional over the death of a child they didn't even know.

"Come on," The officer stepped up and put his hand on his shoulder, catching the attention of Martinez and Peter. He gestured with his head towards the nurse

"Let's go make sure we keep him company."

Peter let the fading child hold onto his finger as his heartbeats got slower over time. He had taken off his glove and web shooter to make sure the child knew that someone was with him. The two officers watched over them as Peter kept the child company, the both of them standing outside the room.

"I don't think I have ever seen him so quiet…" Martinez looked at the officer from the corner of his eye before glancing into the room, observing just how still Peter was as he watched over the child.

"Yeah, he's really taking this hard, "Martinez looked down at his wrist watch, "Usually he would be asleep by now, or least heading home from patrol, I know a lot of people who would rather go home than watch over a kid they don't even know. "The officer glanced at the time, his eyes widening at the time.

"It's nearly four in the morning…" Martinez shrugged his shoulders.

"Yeah, he usually does his patrols late in the night, he says that he tries to get home before two AM, but that usually doesn't happen."

"I-I didn't realize he did that…"

"A lot of people don't, they just see the mistakes he makes. "The officer fell quiet, the two of them watching Peter and the child. Before long, they saw his head droop down in grief as the heart monitor flat lined. As the nurses took care of the former patient, Peter came out of the room with slumped shoulders. Martinez cupped the back of Peters head and pulled him to his chest.

"You stayed with him until the end, you did everything you could."

"I know…but, if I had just gotten here faster maybe he would have survived…" The officer pulled Spider-man away from Martinez and set both of his hands onto his shoulders.

"Listen to me Spider-man, did you wait to go and find the kids when you first heard them crying?" He shook his head.

"What about in getting them here? Did you take your time or did you go as fast as you could?"

"As fast as I could…"

"Now tell me, was there anything else you could do in that moment? Don't give me 'if' or 'could's"

"No…"

"You did everything in your power to help them?"

'Yeah…" The officer gave him a small smile.

"Then that was the best thing you could have done Spider-man, not only did you take him out of the cold, you stayed with him until the end." The officer gently shook Peter.

"Chin up Spidey, you saved a little girl and comforted her brother. You're a good man Spidey, I know you would have saved them both if you could but sometimes life just doesn't go our way. The only thing you can do now is try your best to avoid another repeat of this situation. "Peter nodded his head as he realized the officer was right, feeling a little bit better about the entire situation. The officer smiled at the movement before turning Peter around and pushing him towards the elevator.

"Now go home and get some sleep Spidey, the NYPD can hold the fort while you get some sleep."

"But- "The officer pushed Spidey into the elevator and pressed the button. The lack of sleep didn't allow Peter to react as fast as he could at peak condition.

"Go to sleep Spidey or I'll arrest you and make you." The door closed as he said his final word. Martinez caught up and gave the officer a wary glance.

"I guess you're not an asshole like I thought you were. "The officer averted his eyes.

"Its hard to be mean to a guy who feels guilty about the death of the new born." Martinez snorted at that.

"True, but you didn't have to comfort him like that, did the web head grow on you already?"

"…No." Martinez chuckled and slapped his shoulder.

"Yeah he did, you're not all that bad after all- "His eyes flicked to the name tag on the officer's chest, "-Peterson." Peterson gave him a small smile.

"Thanks."