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Poor Andrew Garfield's Peter, always starring in angst one-shots by me, like this one. I got inspired by a Peter/Gwen video for this.

"AAAAHHHH!" Michelle fell backwards, tumbling off the collapsing scaffolding.

Ned tried to catch her. "MJ!" But he lost his own footing and barely managed to save himself, holding himself back as he dangled for his own dear life.

Peter saw MJ falling, and dove after her, reaching out. He was almost there, his hand was stretched out, and MJ was about to grasp it.

WHAM!

Green Goblin slammed into Peter, carrying him in the opposite direction!

MJ's eyes were wide in horror as she plummeted, preparing for the end.

Who would save her now?

"NOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

Peter-3 leapt into action, jumping himself as he pushed falling debris out of the way.

This wasn't the Statue of Liberty, it was the Clock Tower. Gwen Stacy was falling, looking up in terror.

No relying on webs for the save now, they were only good for swinging and wrapping up. The debris was his friend. Using that, he kept thrusting himself forwards.

He heard a gasp of relief as he caught Gwen in his arms, and fired a web upwards, steadying them both.

For a second, he wanted to laugh. But the Clock Tower was gone. It was the Statue of Liberty. The woman in his arms was Michelle Jones.

And she was safe!

But was she?

"Are you okay?" Peter-3 asked.

And then, Gwen was there again in his arms, the two of them in the Clock Tower.

"Yeah, I'm okay."

She was okay. She was. That's all he wanted to hear! That she was okay!

Putting her down gently, he fell to his knees, grasping the ground with his fingernails, still lost in the darkest night of his life.

He had finally saved her. There were so many other things he could have done that night. Now he finally he had. She was safe. She was okay. She had said so too.

Peter-3 felt arms wrap around him as 'Gwen' whispered to him. "I really am okay now. And…. are you?"

As he wiped his tears, he was back at the Statue of Liberty. The arms and voice belonged to MJ.

He had lost Gwen. Peter had not lost MJ. That was all that mattered now.

Turning to MJ, he gave a nod with a tearful smile, before looking up, knowing there was more work to be done.

And that's one more done.

Hope all enjoyed and see you all next time with some other update.