Peter stirred on the floor, his eyes slowly opened to the wreckage of the room. He blinked several times before being able to keep his eyes open. He sat up which caused to his head to throb. He mind felt really groggy and he sat there for a while and looked around to try and get his bearings. After a minute, his head cleared and everything that had just happened came rushing back to him.
"Harry," Peter said sadly. Then his mind fixed on what Harry had said. He was going to take someone as his revenge. He took Clark but what about....
" Aunt May" Peter said aloud.
Peter quickly got up despite the headache he still had and looked for Clark's phone. He found it and it was luckily undamaged. He hurriedly dialed Aunt Mae's number hoping that she was alright. He anxiously waited as the phone rang. "Come on, Come on. Please answer it," Peter pleaded with the phone.
After the fourth ring, Aunt May groggily answered the phone, "Hello."
Peter was so relieved to hear her voice, he let out a breath he didn't even know he was holding. "Are you alright?"
"Yes, Peter. I'm fine. What's wrong? Are you Okay?" Aunt May asked worried.
"I'm fine. I just had a bad dream and couldn't sleep. I just wanted to hear your voice." Peter said soothingly.
Aunt May smiled, "I'm fine dear. Are you sure you're alright?"
"Yes, I'm fine. Just go back to sleep," Peter said caringly.
"Okay. Bye, Peter" Aunt May as she hung up the phone.
Peter then dialed MJ. He waited while her phone rang. "Please answer the phone, MJ." It continued ringing until the answering machine came on. "MJ, this is Peter. If your're there please pick up." Peter listened as silence echoed across the phone lines. He hung up the phone and changed back into his costume. Please be okay Peter thought as he started to swing across the city over to MJ's apartment building.
He landed with a slight thump on the roof of her apartment building. He crawled down to her window, hoping that she was there and just didn't answer the phone because she was asleep. Peter looked through the window see MJ anywhere. He did notice that her bed looked like it had not been touched and she probably hadn't made it back from the theater.
He crawled back up to the top of the roof and thought for a moment. "Okay, Harry has Clark and MJ," Peter said in still in disbelief that his once good friend could have done this. "So, where would he have taken them?" Peter said as he paused for a moment. "The Oscorp Plant. That is where he would feel most at home."
Clark groggily opened his eye, but when he did he had a splitting headache and closed them back. He tried to open his eyes a second time and the effect wasn't quite as bad and he was able to keep them open this time. Then he tried to sit up and that just made the room spin so he just laid back down.
Mary Jane noticed Clark beginning to rouse and quietly called to him, "Clark." She didn't get a response. "Clark!" she tried again a little louder and more urgently.
Clark heard his name being called and tried to sit up again this time succeeding. Mary Jane scooted over to Clark. "Clark, are you alright?" she asked concerned.
Clark squinted a little against the bright light in the room. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just a little woozy. Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine." Mary Jane said slightly uneasy.
"Do you have any idea where we are?" Mary Jane asked.
Clark tried to X-ray the door. The door started to fade away a little but then Clark had a shooting pain through his head. "Owww," Clark said as he rubbed the side of his ruefully.
"Clark, what's wrong?" Mary Jane asked concerned.
"Nothing my head is still spinning a little," Clark said calmly trying to calm Mary Jane calm.
Clark and Mary Jane sat back against the wall unsure of what was going to happen next. "Well, I don't know if I am going to be able to get us out of this one."
Spiderman landed quietly on top of the Oscorp building. He waldked over to the ventilation shaft and took off the cover laying it gently over to the side. He had been crawling for some distance before he heard voices. He kept following the sound through the tunnel. Just keep talking. He kept going until he looked down through a vent and saw Clark and MJ sitting next to each other leaning up against the wall. Good they're safe. Now to get them out. The next hole he came to he punched out the vent and jumped through the hole. He landed right outside of their room in a room in the warehouse portion of the plant. There were canisters of different shape and size lining the room.
He walked over to the door and looked at the lock on it. He pushed the button that he thought would open it. As the metallic door slid open Clark and Mary Jane sat waiting, frightened too see who was going to be on the other side. Spiderman appeared at the door. "Your rescue awaits."
Clark and Mary Jane quickly got up and started to leave the room. "Come on, before Greenie comes back."
"Too late," the goblin cackled as he flew into the room from a skylight.
Spiderman instantly turned serious. "Get her out of here."
"But," Clark protested. He couldn't leave him alone even if he wasn't completely back to his normal strength.
"Now," Spiderman said forcefully in a tone that he recognized from his father that you don't argue with.
Clark turned to Mary Jane and grabbed her arm. "I have got to get you out of here."
"No, you can't leave him. You have to help him," Mary Jane pleaded with him.
"But, what about you? I told him I would get you out of here" Clark said confused about what to do.
"I can get out of here. Just go help him. Please!" Mary Jane said imploringly.
Clark wasn't sure what to do, but Mary Jane slipped out of his grip and started running to the doorway.
"Well, at least she's safe," Clark thought as he turned to the fight going on in the warehouse.
No one noticed that Mary Jane had stopped at the door and was now watching the entire scene unfold.
When Clark turned back to the fight he saw bombs going off everywhere and Spiderman flipping and twisting to avoid them. Clark didn't know what to do to help, he wasn't anywhere near 100 percent yet and if he got too close then we wouldn't be able to do anything at all. Parts of the building were already starting to catch on fire.
Just then one of the bomb's exploded right next to Spiderman's head. The heat from the blast causing his mask to catch on fire. He quickly pulled it off as he stumbled backwards. As he fell his head turned and his eyes locked with MJ's and he knew she knew. Then he landed and felt the blackness of unconciouness consume him. He lay on the floor of the warehouse completely motionless. The goblin walked up to Spiderman and cackled, "Now, I will have my revenge."
"Not a chance," Clark said as he hit the goblin in the side with a steel beam using all the strength he had. It contacted with a sickening crunch sending the Goblin flying across the room and landing in a crumpled heap.
Clark bent down over Peter and gently shook his shoulder. "Come on. Wake up. We have got to get out of here."
Peter didn't respond to start with, so Clark shook a little harder. "Come on. Please wake up," Clark said urgently. Clark looked around worried about the fire worsening.
Peter finally came to groggily. "What?" He looked up at Clark slightly confused. "Okay, just let the room stopping spinning."
Clark smiled, happy that his friend was okay. Clark then reached down and picked up Peter's mask. "You might want this."
Peter looked down at it and put it back on. "Yeah"
Peter and Mary Jane quickly made it back over to where Harry and Mary Jane were. "You get her home. I'm going to take care of him." Peter turned towards Harry then turned back to MJ. "Meet me on your roof in 30 minutes we need to talk." He then picked up Harry and webbed off.
Mary Jane was up on the roof thinking when Peter landed. He made a web hammock for them and they sat down in it. He then took off his mask. "I know I have a lot of explaining to do," Peter started off.
"No, this really explains a lot," MJ said softly. "I think in a way I have always known."
"I wanted to tell you. This is the reason that we can't be together. I couldn't put you in danger because of me. If anything happened to you...... I don't know what I would do." Peter sadly got up and put his mask back on and swung off.
The next day
Clark walked into Peter's apartment. Peter was just sitting on the bed staring at the wall when Clark walked in. He just stood at the doorway for a moment with his head hung down unsure about what he should do. He eventually looked up, but then quickly looked back down. "I haven't been exactly honest with you." Clark then closed the door and shuffled into the apartment.
"I should have been honest to start with especially after everything you told me. I just have a very hard time opening up to people," Clark stopped and looked up for a sign of encouragement to continue.
Peter nodded knowingly. Clark then took a seat in a nearby chair telling his whole story from the beginning. Peter sat there through the entire story not saying a word just letting Clark get out everything he needed. After Clark got through talking he seemed to feel better it was like he felt lighter. As if the enormous load he had been carrying had lifted a little.
Peter sat there quiet for a moment after Clark quit talking. He thought for a moment then said, "You know, Clark, you can't run from who you are. I tried it once. I thought that if I quit being Spiderman then all my problems would go away. That just doesn't work. Yeah, it may seem to at the beginning. But, then your problems will catch up with you again and you are just further away from where you need to be with the same problems you had to start with. I think the best thing you can do is to go home. From what you've told me, you're parents love you very much. You need to go home and see them."
Clark sat there very thoughtful, just thinking about everything Peter had said. "You know what you're right. You've been a great friend. Thanks, man." Clark got up and gave Peter a hug, then turned to walk out the door. Just as he put his hand on the knob he turned facing Peter, "Come out and see me sometime, okay?"
"I'll do that." Peter said smiling.
Clark smiled brightly and walked out the door. Just as Clark stepped out the front door to the apartment complex a taxi pulled up. Clark turned to see who was getting out of the taxi. MJ stepped out dressed in a beautiful white wedding dress. She seemed oblivious to everything around her except the apartment building. She didn't even notice Clark standing there on the sidewalk. She hurriedly entered the building.
Curious, Clark switched on his X-ray vision and saw Peter answer the door with MJ standing on the other side. He then heard her say, "Peter Parker, isn't it about time someone saved you." Clark smiled and continued to walk down the street toward home.
Loving might mean taking chances, their worth taking
Loving might be a mistake but its worth making
When you get the choice to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance