Guillermo ran as quickly as he could. Oblivious to what was below or around him, he failed to notice that the floorboards below him were giving way. "Mar-! AAAGGH!" He flew through the wooden floor. Just before he hit the roaring flames below, he held onto the edge of the floor. 'Come on. Maria's counting on you.' With all the strength he could muster, he pulled himself up. He dragged himself across the floor and knelt down. Sweat poured all over him, and now, his coughs were longer and worse. 'Don't let her down.' He got up and cupped his hands around his mouth, "Maria!"

Her husband's shouts caught Maria's attention. "Guillermo! Guillermo! I'm here!"

"Maria!" Guillermo ran with caution toward the kitchen leaping over flames that singed his clothing. He finally reached the kitchen. He tried to see through the thick smoke that was accumulating in the kitchen. Once again, he cupped his hands and screamed out her name.

"I'm here-near the sink!" He walked toward her and tried to fan away the smoke. He quickly scanned the area and saw a thin strand of black hair. He ran towards it and saw his wife lying there under a thick wooden beam.

'Remain calm,' Maria thought as she tried to budge the beam. It wouldn't move a centimeter for her. "Maria!" She looked up to see her husband. "Guillermo!" He knelt beside her.

All the fear overwhelmed Maria, and she started crying. "I don't think I can make it. I can't budge this thing."

"Calm down, Maria." Guillermo said wiping the tears away from her face. He tried to be strong for her even though a sense of fear and hopelessness was building up in him. He stood up and wrapped his arms around the beam. 'All right,' he thought, 'One, two, three!' He slightly lifted the beam. "Move, Maria! I can't hold it for much longer." Maria quickly obliged. She got up and crawled away from the beam. When she reached the end, she knelt down. Both heard loud creaking noises and looked up to see the ceiling fall on top of them.

"Maria!" Guillermo quickly let go of the beam, and without thinking what would happen to him, he pushed her aside from the falling debris.

"No!" she screamed as she saw her husband being covered under a pile of burning wood.

Peter swung into the burning building. 'The officer said that there were two people who were on this floor.' He cupped his hands around his mouth. "Hello is anyone here?" Suddenly, he heard a woman scream. 'Bingo,' he thought as he cautiously walked toward the sound of the scream. He saw a woman with black hair kneeling next to a pile of debris.

"Miss?" Maria turned around to the source of the voice. To her relief, she saw Spiderman. She walked towards him and pointed toward the pile. "You've got to help us. My husband's under all of that debris." She saw Spiderman quickly walk towards the pile of rubble, and she followed him. She noticed that he was also looking around the building.

'There's not much time,' he thought. He turned towards her. "Uh-miss-"

"Maria."

"OK, Maria. Look, the building's about to collapse in a minute. I'll get you out of here first. Then I'll see what I can do for your husband." Normally, people would just nod and leave, but to Peter's surprise, the woman shook her head.

"No, I'm not leaving my husband here. He came into sure death to save me. I'm not leaving him."

"Miss, you can trust-"

"Did I say I didn't? I do, but I'd rather die here than leave without him."

"Miss-"

"We're wasting time this way. Either you at least try to save him or we'll all die here."

Peter was about to argue, but he realized that she was right. He noticed that the woman's mind was already made up. He turned his attention to the huge mound of wooden boards. 'OK,' he thought. He took several dozen of the boards and flung them away. To Peter's surprise, the woman walked beside him, took several boards, and did the same.

"Miss, it's OK. I can-"

"I want to help."

Peter couldn't let her. She could see that she was in horrible condition. Soot was smeared all over her body. Her dress was singed around the edges and tattered. She was breathing heavily and slightly limped.

"No-"

"Look," she said angrily and staring at him, "Don't try to act like the hero here. This is my husband of five years, OK? I said that I want to help, and I will. You can't change my mind. Got it?"

Peter looked at the woman in slight shock.

"What are you waiting for?!? Keep working!" she screamed. Peter quickly returned to work. In 30 seconds, Peter threw away the last pile of debris. The woman quickly laid her head against the man's chest. With wide eyes, she turned towards him. "He's not breathing! He's not breathing!"

"Do you know how to do CPR?" asked Peter.

"No, do you?"

"Kind of."

"Kind of?!?!"

"Hey, it's worth a shot." Peter quickly pulled his mask up until it revealed his nose and his mouth. He knelt beside the man. 'Come on, Pete.' Peter thought. 'You know this stuff. You've read about it in all those science books. It's not that hard, right?' He started to push and breathe into the man's mouth. After repeating the process four times, the man coughed.

"Oh thank god!" She leaped onto her husband, whose eyelids were purple around the edges. She held onto his neck tightly.

"Maria," he whispered-holding her just as tightly.

Peter pulled his mask over the lower half of his face and stared at the couple hugging each other. Normally, like MJ said, it was Spiderman who reminded everyone that there would always be ordinary people who performed small, yet extraordinary deeds everyday-true heroes who did the right thing. But now, as Peter stared down at these two people-who were not much older than him-they reminded him that that they were heroes-heroes who could only be rescued by each other. At that moment, Aunt May's question drifted back into his mind: 'Who is the woman that you never get tired of seeing and manages to dazzle you, shock you-every time?' At the time, he couldn't decide, but now, he knew who it was. The moans and creaks above reminded him of the situation at hand.

"Sorry to break the moment, but this building is gonna collapse if we don't leave soon."

"Right," said Maria as she let go of her husband. She helped her husband stand.

"Grab on," instructed Peter. Maria held onto Peter's neck while she placed her husband on Peter's back. After he made sure that they were holding onto him tightly, he held Maria firmly and released a web strand. "Hold tight!" Peter swung away as the whole floor began to collapse around them. Peter spotted an ambulance and landed near it. Maria quickly let go of Peter's neck and carefully took her husband off of Peter's back. An EMS worker saw her struggling and ran towards her with a stretcher.

After he saw Maria and her husband board the ambulance safely, he swung away-confident that he had made the right choice.