A canon-compliant drabble on The Amazing Spider-Man #91.


"And so we return George Stacy to the earth, which is mother of us all... Ashes to ashes, dust to dust... Amen." A saddened clergyman read aloud, dirt being poured over George's coffin.

Gwen had been a wreck ever since she found out about her father's death, sobbing in Peter's arms through the whole ordeal. Gwen buried her face in her hands, nuzzled against Peter's chest, and Peter's arms wrapped around her comfortingly.


The funeral was over, and Peter was escorting Gwen to a car. Gwen was still crying.

"If not for Spider-Man- my father would still be alive." The blonde sobbed into her hands.

Peter was quiet.


Gwen sobbed some more in the car, crying into her gloved hands.

She breathed in deeply before exhaling again.

"I was a fool, Pete. I see it now."

"Why, Gwen? What do you mean?" Peter asked desperately.

"I didn't realize how old my father was- and how trusting. I didn't try to warn him against Spider-Man- while there was still time." Gwen explained, heartbroken.

"Gwen, darling, no! You can't blame yourself. You mustn't!" Peter tried.

"Spider-Man! Spider-Man! I'll hate him- forever! Whether he meant to or not- he killed my father! HE KILLED MY FATHER!" Gwen yelled, balling her fists, sobbing again.

"But Gwen, you don't understand. He... He..." Peter didn't finish his train of thought.

"Peter, I- I'm not going to waste time crying. I'm going to work... To do what I can to rid the city of menaces like Spider-Man!" Gwen exclaimed, slowly regaining her composure.

"How, Gwen? What do you mean?" Peter inquired.

"In the coming election... One of the candidates, Sam Bullit! Is running a law and order ticket! He used to be a cop... Just like my dad. They knew each other in the past- I'm going to volunteer to help his campaign."


'Perhaps it takes a hard man like Sam Bullit to bring someone like Spider-Man to justice! And if it does, I'm all for him.' Gwen concluded. She was in the office of Sam Bulllit, ready to introduce herself and help in his campaign.

"May I help you, young lady?"

'What an office! I didn't realize he was so successful!' Gwen thought to herself, feeling comforted already.

"I'd like to see Mr. Bullit, please. I'm Captain Stacy's daughter, Gwendolyne." Gwen explained, smiling weakly.


It was only a couple of moments before Gwen was allowed in.

"Come in, Miss Stacy! Come in!" Sam invited.

"I hope I'm not disturbing you, Mr. Bullit!"

Gwen sat down, and Sam Bullit approached her. "Not at all, my dear. After what happened to your father, I hope you'll turn to me- as a friend- and as a counselor." Sam cupped her chin, lifting her head encouragingly.

"That's very kind of you, Mr. Bullit." Gwen smiled brokenly.

"Now what can I do for you, my child?"

"I want to volunteer to help you... in your campaign for D.A. Because... I want you to bring Spider-Man to justice!" Gwen explained sadly, glancing down at her lap, a tear sliding down her cheek.

"I see! Since your the daughter of the famous Captain Stacy, your endorsement will mean a lot... Even though your late father and I had different views on crimefighting! Sam Bullit never had any time for liberals, or bleeding hearts or big-talkin' long-haired do-gooders! Law and order, that's my ticket! That's what Sam Bullit stands for!" The creepy ass-bag monologued.

"I never heard my father speak that way, but maybe that's why... That's why..." Gwen trailed off, her voice breaking.

"Your father was a fine man, Gwendolyne- the finest! But he was too soft- too charitable- and that was his undoing! Society today is at war, do you hear?" The creepy ass-bag pumped his fist into the air, balling his other fist as well.

"We're at war with the left-wing anarchists! Who are trying to destroy this great proud nation of ours! We need strength- strength to punish those who mock the law! I will use such strength to bring Spider-Man and others like him... to justice! I will not betray your trust. Now go home, dear, and remember, your father will not die in vain!"

"Thank you, Mr. Bullit. You've been very kind." Naive Gwen left with a bounce in her step, despite barely getting a word in edge-wise.


This was easily the worst week of her entire life. Her dad died, killed because of Spider-Man, Peter was flaking on her, and just when things were looking up, she entered Peter and Harry's apartment with Sam Bullit only to find Spider-Man crawling in through the window like an unwanted bug!

"Spider-Man! The one who killed my father!" Gwen yelled, pointing an accusatory finger at Spider-Man.

"We thought there was a connection between you and Parker- And now we have our proof!" Bullit accused.


A/N: I can agree, Gwen's very naive, sitting through a villain monologue and thinking nothing's weird here.