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The police was apprehending the remaining members of the Sinister Six, while George frantically looked around, shouting. "Gwen! Gwen!"

"Dad!" Gwen yelled, rushing towards George as the father and daughter hugged each other tightly.

"Gwendolyn!" George yelled, sighing deeply in relief. "You have no idea how relieved I am to see you again."

"You have no idea how terrible it was for me there." Gwen said, on verge of tears, with her voice breaking.

"Are you OK? Did they hurt you?" George asked, checking for any injuries.

"No, no, I'm fine." Gwen assured, nodding. "Spider-Man saved me, Dad. He saved me."

George laughed, relieved. "I know what I've said about him but if I had any doubts that he's a hero, they're gone now. Whoever rescues my little girl, is a hero in my book."

Gwen smiled, glad of her father's approval, while she hugged George and looked over his shoulder up on a nearby rooftop to see Peter, without his mask, smiling at her as she smiled back before Spider-Man swung away.

Later, Oregon

Adrian Toomes, wearing a sports cap and a leather jacket, was in a café, reading newspapers about the arrest of several criminals, who had abducted the New York Police Captain's daughter by Spider-Man, as he chuckled, shaking his head.

'Still a hero, huh?' he mused, impressed.

Toomes smirked as he put down his newspapers and took a sip of his coffee as he observed his wife Doris Allan and daughter Liz walk down the park. He was still a wanted man for escaping prison, so it would be too risky to directly contact his family, but at the very least, he could keep an eye on them. He had enough money from his job with Octavius, so, if his family needed something, he would be there for them.

The next morning, Parker residence, New York

Gwen had put on her bra and top, while Peter was putting on his shirt as they smiled at each other in his bedroom.

"So… was last night your first time?" Gwen asked as Peter blushed. "Virgin Peter, ooh."

"Stop!" Peter said, his face turning into a shade of tomato.

"Come on, I'm just teasing." Gwen said.

"So, you've… had… before…" Peter started.

"Well… no… but close to." Gwen admitted. "I once visited a party of a friend of mine and one of the other friends there had a bit more booze than he could take and I got a little carried away and… as soon as he tried to take off my pants, I backed off, since I realized I didn't want to do it like this and then I slammed the door in his face and left him passed out in the bathroom.

"So, I am your first." Peter said as Gwen considered.

"I guess you are. And… you wanna do it next time too?" Gwen asked.

"Kids, breakfast is ready!" Aunt May shouted from downstairs.

"I think we'll see." Peter said before turning to the door. "We'll be there in a minute, Aunt May!" He yelled.

They were enjoying the breakfast as George joined in as well as he came to visit in the morning, eating omelet and toasts and bacon.

"Still think Spider-Man should be kept in check?" Gwen asked.

"I think that after he saved my little girl, we can give him a benefit of the doubt and someone who would go that far to save her, is a great guy in my eyes." George said with a pointed look towards Peter as it hit them all. "Come on, I'd be a lousy cop if I didn't figure it out, especially after last night."

"Captain—" Peter started.

"Don't worry, Pete, as long as you don't give me a really serious reason, I'm not gonna arrest you." George assured as they all relaxed and smiled appreciatively before continuing eating the breakfast.

George and Gwen were about to leave the house before George gestured at Peter, grabbing him by his neck and pulling him as George neared Peter's ear as his voice lowered into whisper. "Next time, keep these shenanigans to a more private place instead of a family home. And if you break my little girl's heart, I will break your everything. Understood?"

Peter tensed and paled and almost gulped, trying to suppress the shudder as George patted him on his back and chuckled as Peter nodded nervously.

"See you soon, kid." George said as he left and Gwen kissed Peter on his cheek before leaving.

Aunt May chuckled before she turned to Peter. "So… did you kids use protection?"

Peter blushed and dropped his face into his hands, mortified before he whirled on Aunt May. "Aunt May! Seriously?! I'm not six anymore!"

"Ah, don't worry, when I was your age, I was a bit worse—"

"Not another word, please!" Peter said, clutching the temples of his head, his face turning into a new shade of red.

The Raft

The members of the Sinister Six were all in special cells, sulking and glaring hatefully, planning their revenge on Spider-Man, with the exception of Octavius, who had been stripped of his metallic arms but he just sat on his bed, smirking. He had underestimated Spider-Man but with every mistake, he would learn. One day soon, Octavius would escape this wretched cage, and he had here more candidates into his Sinister Six.

Tony Stark had never appreciated Octavius's genius and with the Department of Damage Control using Octavius's equipment, when it could have been more, to collect scraps from the mess of the Avengers, Octavius and Toomes had to resort to larger schemes. But Spider-Man had crossed first Toomes and now Octavius. But in every failure was an opportunity. The Raft was not short of people Octavius found worthy of working with him. But still, a sixteen-year old boy defeated him, an extraordinary boy but a boy nonetheless. An ordinary boy could never defeat him. An intern for Stark Industries, please. As if Octavius was going to fall for that, since he would recognize Stark Tech from miles away.

Octavius was a patient man… and one day… he would have his revenge on Peter Parker.

No, I do not plan a sequel, this was more like an open ending.

Not sure about this story but I hope you have enjoyed it.

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