Well, well, well... We meet again... You the people asked for it and here it is... A sequel... People really seemed to like my story which surprised even me... After I re-read my story, in my opinion, the first 3 chapters of my first weren't that great, but after those I kicked it up a notch... So hopefully, this story will be better than the first... Now, this one is a direct sequel to my last one, so if you haven't read "Trust"you might want to before reading this... Oh and before I forget, I am a huge Terra hater, so if that isn't any indication that she wont be in any of my stories, I don't know what is... So if you people like Terra, sorry but she ain't here... Well, that is all I can think to say except, on with the show... I mean story... Never mind just read...

Disclaimer: I don't own the Titans or Spidey, and I most likey never will... So for now, this story is good enough for me... For now...

"What the hell is this crap?!" It was good ole J. Jonah Jameson. Peter was sitting in the chair opposite him in JJ's office. Jameson owned one of the most successful newspaper business in New York City, The Daily Bugle. JJ was a middle aged man with the strangest crew cuts ever. It looked like he got in a fight with a lawn mower, and lost. He was leaning back in his chair behind his desk, with a cigar stub in between his lips. It seemed to Peter that no matter when he saw him, JJ always had that cigar in his mouth.

Peter was getting another one of JJ's yell downs for not bringing in newsworthy photos. JJ looked down at the photos in his hand. It was a picture of an elderly couple sitting on a bench by the lake, feeding the ducks. "Crap." He flipped to the next one. It was a picture of a young couple walking their dogs through the park. "Crap." He went to the last one. It was of a few people sitting outside a café drinking some lattés. "Double crap. Parker, where are all the photos of that wall-crawling menace?"

"I can't get any of Spider-Man lately. He is getting tired of you always slamming him in the paper. I mean, he saves a bunch of people from a burning building, and you go around saying that he started it in the first place. That's slander."

"I resent that!" JJ took the cigar stub out from his mouth and held it between his index finger and his thumb, right in front of Peter's face. "Slander is spoken. In print its libel." He put the cigar stub back to his mouth.

"You just don't seem to trust anyone, do ya Mr. Jameson?"

"I trust my barber." Peter took a quick glance at JJ's hair cut, and had to suppress a laugh. "Parker! If you don't bring in good, newsworthy photos, I can't keep paying you! You're fired!"

Peter's heart sank. 'Aw man, what am I gonna do now? Aunt May has bills to pay, but she can't get very far with the money we have. This job helped, but now what? A teen in high school can't get a very high paying job.'

The phone in the office started ringing off the hook. JJ picked it up with one hand, while shooing off Peter with the other. "Ya... ya... uh hu... yep... ya... ok... ya..." Peter started to gather up the discarded photos and put them into his folder. He stood up to leave. "Ya... ok... great!" JJ slammed the phone back on the receiver. "Parker sit down! You're hired again."

Peter turned around in surprise. JJ was actually smiling. "Wow. Thanks Mr. James-"

JJ put up his hand to stop Peter. "Don't start. You're the only photographer I got left. Jimmy is out sick, and Joe is in Gotham, trying to get some dirt on that Bat-fellow going around. Now you're going to Jump City again. I just got a hot tip from an anonymous tipster. Something big is going to happen there and I want you to get exclusive photos. Now, I don't want a repeat of last time remember?"

Peter was leaning back in the chair with a sight smile on his face. 'Oh, I remember all right. I got to meet the Teen Titans, a team of super powered teenagers who fight super powered crime, like me. Together, we kicked the crap out of that creep Carnage, and I go to beat down on a major criminal mastermind, Slade. Not to mention, saving a beautiful girl who gave me my first kiss.' He put his index and middle fingers gently to his lips. 'I'm never gonna forget how it felt.'

"Parker! You listening to me?! Last time you didn't bring back a single photo! Don't let it happen again!"

Peter's fingers fell to his side, and a nervous grin replaced his smile. "Oh, sure thing Mr. Jameson. You can count on me."

"Then what the hell are you still doing here?! Get your butt out of my office and get going to Jump City! Now!"

"Yessir!" Peter stood up quickly with his rejected photos in a folder under his left arm. With his right, he gave JJ a mock salute. "I wont let ya down sir." He rushed out of the office before JJ could yell at him anymore. 'Wow, what a lucky break. Good thing it's summer right now, otherwise I could go on a count of school.'

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Spidey was perched on a ledge next to his favorite gargoyle. "Well there old buddy," he patted the gargoyle on the back. "Looks like I'm going back to Jump City. This time I better actually get some photos, or else JJ is gonna blow." He pictured JJ's head turning red with anger, and the pressure was too much and his head blew up in a comical fashion. Spidey let out a laugh. "Maybe I'll be able to see the Titans again as well." He pulled out the Titans Communicator from his belt and looked at it. "Maybe I'll see her again." He put his fingers to his lips again.

"Aw Brutus, you always know how to listen don't ya. And you never interrupt, unlike JJ." Spidey patted the gargoyle on the back again, while putting the communicator back to his belt. He finally decided to stand up. "Well old buddy, I guess I'd better get going. I'll miss ya." Spidey waved to the stone gargoyle and dived off the building. At the last minute, he shot out a webline and swung out of danger at street level. He looked over to the cab next to him and waved at the kids in the back seat. Then he pulled himself into his swing arc, let go of his first webline when he was high enough, and shot out another one, and kept swinging to his destination. Jump City.

Across the street from where the gargoyle was, a lone figure was watching from a ledge. The figure was hidden in shadow. "Where could you be off to Spider? Where ever it is, I am going to find out." The figure turned to walk away, but some of the figure's hair escaped from the shadows. The hair was the color of pure snow. It was completely white. "I will follow you, and you wont even know it, because I am as stealthy as a cat."

Well, there ya go... I know it was short, but my first chapters are always short... I just realized, I have a thing for figures in the shadows... It just seems so cool... Anyway, if ya don't know who the person is by now, then may God have mercy on your pitiful soul... Just kidding... Hope you guys like this story as much as the other one... I still cant believe I got so many reviews on my first fan fict ever... hooha... Anyway, if ya wanna leave a review, just hit the review button... It likes to be hit... Continue to read and review my faithful readers... Everyone likes reviews... Laterz for now...