May just came home from a long and tiring shift that day. She really didn't pay much attention to the fatigue she's feeling. She knew that a good warm bath, scented candles and a glass or two of wine will eventually relax her. What really bothered her that day was that she still didn't receive a reply from Peter. They agreed that she would allow him to join the school field trip if he would update her every moment of the tour. She's a bit worried even though the news for the recent days was filled with more of show business and celebrity stuff. Crimes are not much heard. Who knows? maybe the bad guys decided that they needed a warm bath and some scented candles too.

Maybe there's just no reception in the students' location. May tried to assure herself.

But the more she wait, the more she couldn't dodge her aunt instincts anymore or "May Tingle" as Peter likes to call them.

Something's wrong.

She decided to pick up the phone and call Mrs. Leeds as she grabbed the remote to turn the T.V. on. The news showed a massive Q-shaped space craft descending from the skies of New York City. May may not have the Spidey sense that Peter has in sensing danger, but she sure has that overprotective aunt mode which activates every time she hears news like these. Who can blame her right? She vowed to Mary and Richard that she would love and protect the child they left with Ben and her. There is no way she would break that promise.

"Hello?" Mrs. Leed said from the other end of the line.

"Oh, hello Mrs. Leeds! It's May Parker. I would just like to ask if Ned is already home because Peter—" her tongue refused to move when she saw that familiar red and blue figure swinging to where a what's -that-thing was attacking Iron Man.

"May?" She failed to listen to what the other adult answered, "Yes, thank you very much" was all she replied and dropped the call.

She sat on the couch and turned the volume up. She saw what was happening and some of the Avengers were there thankfully. They, especially Tony, would never let her kid get hurt so she trusts that whatever Tony commanded Peter to do, he knew that Peter can handle it.

Peter fought the weird looking creatures. May clenched her fists and bit her lips. "Go get 'em, baby!" as if she's watching an amateur wrestling match. She watched as Peter was dragged and hit. Oooh, that must have hurt. Thankfully she bought some cream and ice bags before she got home because Peter would need them later.

Peter and the rest of the heroes fought to the best of their abilities but it seemed like the creatures only wanted that man with the red cape. Peter has not yet told her of this hero, maybe he's new, but her nephew tried to rescue him so he's also part of the Team. Unfortunately, she saw the Web Crawler being beamed up.

Peter managed to hold onto a post. Yes, hold on baby please. Hold on for me. But the force was too strong that it took Peter with it. She then saw her nephew hanging in the ship with his web. The media were not anymore able to record what transpired next since Peter was taken away too high up. May felt her heart sinking. Thankfully, for the third time, she saw Iron Man flying towards the direction where her nephew was taken.

Please bring him back, Tony, please.

She remained seated on the couch, mind still lost in the endless possibilities of what could have happened and what is happening to her nephew. She didn't even get to be there with him. What if he's hurting?

After a few moments, she felt pain, long and excruciating. She feels like she was dying but she never thought of an explanation since all she could ever think of was Peter. She will never see him again. She can't leave him.

No, this is too much.

No, please. Peter doesn't deserve this.

These were what she wanted to scream to the universe.

She loved her boy so much and direly want to see him that moment. She wanted to hug him real close and offer the best comfort there is.

She wanted to tell him that "In a universe full of uncertainties, I love you infinitely."

Peter. My baby.

PETER

The plan was simple: contain Thanos and take the gauntlet off his hand.

It's simple but it wasn't easy.

These new guys who claim that they know Thor are quite firm with their motive of taking down the Titan also but they don't seem to be interested with Mr. Stark's plan. They seem to be trustworthy and nice but Mr. Stark needs more than just trustworthy people now. He needs people who really knew the burden of what was on their shoulders: the fate of the entire universe.

So they executed the plan once the mad Titan had arrived. Everything was going on smoothly until that Quill guy, who probably hasn't seen Star Wars because he thought that Footloose was the best movie that existed, ruined it. Thanos managed to fight back bigtime. He saw how Tony desperately tried to stop the ugly grape but that alien was killing Mr. Stark.

No, Mr. Stark.

He tried to help his mentor but their other team mates needed rescuing also. Just before Thanos was about to kill Mr. Stark, he saw Dr. Strange give the Time stone to Thanos.

What? I thought he wouldn't give it up even if my and Mr. Stark's life will be placed in danger? he thought to himself.

He was confused but he still rushed to help Tony get up. God, he was severely wounded. They better get home fast. He prepared himself for an argument to ensue between Tony and Mr. Quill but there remained a deafening silence among them. He saw Tony tried his best to ask Dr. Strange why he gave the stone up. The latter just shot an apologetic gaze back to him and said it was the only way. They all didn't understand this.

A plan.

They need a plan.

Come on, Peter, think. Come on, Spider-man.

The ship! We can repair the ship or call home for help!

He was about to walk to where the ship was located until he saw the guardians turned to dust one by one.

No, he did it.

Thanos did it.

The snap. No!

He looked at Tony who also shifted his gaze from the dusted people to him. "Mr. Stark!" Peter tried to charge as quickly as possible to where Tony was. Tony was confused but he shared the same look that the others have before they vanished into thin air.

He's not gonna lose him, not this time.

But suddenly he felt his muscles tightened.

He can't move?

What's happening?

Pain. Ouch. Like millions of daggers piercing through his body simultaneously.

"Mr. Stark?" he repeated. This time Tony was the one who approached him as he desperately tried to run to his mentor's arms.

"I don't feel so good…" Tony looked at him. His mentor ran straight to where he was standing, or should we say, shaking. He felt his body tremble in weakness. His Spidey sense screaming danger at him loudly.

"I don't know…I don't know what's happening" he fell onto Tony's wounded arms.

"You're okay…you're fine" Tony assured but that didn't prevent the fact that the event was becoming clear. He was also disappearing but his body is somehow trying real hard to fight it.

"I don't wanna go" was all he can say despite wanting to say how much he didn't want to leave Tony, he didn't want to leave May. No, not like this.

"I don't wanna go…" Tony placed him on the rock for him to lie down.

This is it. The end. My end.

With the remaining strength and life in him, he looked at his mentor's eyes while holding onto the latter's arm as tightly as he could. "I'm sorry…"

Please know that this is not on you.