A canon-compliant drabble on The Amazing Spider-Man #65.


The crowd grew rowdy quickly, descending upon Spider-Man's unconscious form like rabid hyenas all of a sudden.

"Quick! Take off his mask while we have the chance!" One of them said.

"Unmask him!" Another added.

George ran ahead, with Gwen in toe, and George shielded Spider-Man's body from the crowd.

"No! Stay back! We haven't the right!" George said vehemently.

Seeing Spider-Man up close and seeing the true damage of his injuries worried Gwen, and she clasped her hand over her mouth.

"Finally! We can see who he is!" Hyena number three said.

"Who is he?! We can find out at last!" Hyena number four agreed.

"Break it up, all of you! The man's hurt!" One of the officers assisted George in protecting Spider-Man.

The crowd was going crazy now, actively calling for removing Spider-Man's mask.

"Where's that blasted ambulance?! We've gotta get him to safety before the crowd gets hold of him!" Officer number one cautioned.

"What do you think Captain Stacy? Maybe we should take his mask off he's just lyin' there?" Officer number two attempted.

"-Not without expert legal advice!" George rebutted.

Gwen couldn't stand around any longer, her father had trusty backup. "I'll see you later, dad- I've got to find out what happened to Peter!" Gwen said desperately, weaving through the crowd. 'He had been on the roof when the battle started! But no one's seen him since! What if he was injured- By the vulture?- Or by Spider-Man?' Gwen couldn't bear the thought of anything happening to Peter.

JJJ was running through the crowd. "Hold it! Don't take off that creep's mask without me! I've waited too long for this glorious moment!" Jameson cheered.

"Relax Jameson! We're not unmasking him!" George affirmed over his shoulder to Jameson.

"You're not? What are you, Stacy- Some kinda nut?" Jameson retorted.

Jameson got into a heated debate with George as the ambulance arrived and put Spider-Man inside. Gwen made her way back to the Bugle building by the debris that civilians were shuffling through.

"All this wreckage on the roof! Is there- Any bodies- underneath?" Gwen asked hesitantly, bringing her hand up to her face.

"Nothin' but rubble, lady! The only one those two costumed freaks hurt when they were fighting was themselves!" One of the men countered.

"Then Peter is safe! But where is he? Why did he vanish?" Gwen wondered aloud.


A little while had gone by, and Gwen was still looking for Peter, but it was to no avail. She ran into the Daily Bugle building, hitting nothing but dead ends again. She left the building, finding her father. "Dad! There's no trace of Peter- anywhere! And nobody knows where he went!" Gwen explained, growing worried.

The crowd finally dissipated and Gwen couldn't hold back the tears anymore. She sat down, sobbing into her hands. George comforted her, patting her back soothingly. "Don't worry, dear! Your Mr. Parker knows how to take care of himself! He's probably at the lab, having his news photos developed right now!"

"But why didn't anyone see him?" Gwen sniffled.

She shifted, and George knelt down to hold Gwen more firmly. "Oh, dad! I know I shouldn't get so emotional-" Gwen cried. "But I couldn't bear it- If something happened - Before we had the chance to make up!"

"Nothing will happen, Gwen! If you hear anything I'll be at the infirmary with Spider-Man! Call me there!"


It was getting late, and Gwen still hadn't heard a word from or about Peter. She called her father as instructed by him earlier.

"No word about Parker, yet dear?" George asked, over the phone. "Well, it may be nothing more momentous than a date with another girl!" he tried.

"What's that, Gwen? ... No, you better have dinner without me! I'd like to stay here in case I'm needed!" he explained, further.

Gwen listened on the other end of the line sadly, but she hated the idea of her father skipping out on a decent meal. "I read you, daddy mine! But if you change your mind I'm baking the most delicious, delightful, dazzlingly delectable little- dad?! "

Gwen stopped suddenly, having heard her father make a strange muffled sound. "What was that funny noise you made?!" -Dad?" There was another strange sound, but her father wasn't responding anymore. "Dad! What is it?!" Gwen asked urgently.

"We're blowin' this joint- 'N you're our ticket home!" A voice gruffed.

'It sounds like- some sort of scuffle!' Gwen's eyes widened in realization. "Dad! Are you all right?! Why don't you answer? Dad?!"


A/N: George is fine. For now. -_- What a way to write women. lol. The fact Gwen didn't barge into the prison herself ready to fight anyone and everyone that crosses her dad is character assassination lol.