Spider-Man was really getting tired of running all over the place. Staying at the Fantastic Four's place would have been a lot nice if he wasn't so worried. "God damn it! Where's the place you'd least expect her to be?" He paced the floor over and over. The noise of Johnny and Ben playing game station made it hard to concentrate.
Spider-Man went into his room to change. He threw on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt over his costume, and shoved his mask in his pocket. He was sweaty from wearing that. He said on his bed and sighed. Sue came in. "Hey, Bug Boy." He didn't answer. She sat down beside him and put her hand on his leg. "We'll find her, Petey. We'll find her. You need to calm down and think." "Where's the place I least expect her to be? Safe, that's one. Here…no, the security's too tight…not the Bugle…" "Heck, she's probably at home drinking coffee!" Sue laughed. Peter got up and threw on his mask. "Come on!" He said.
Back at his apartment, he searched every little corner of the place. "This is it! She's got to be here!" He went into the bedroom, leaving the door wide open. Mary Jane was tied up and on the bed! "Mary Jane!" He yelled, he ran over to her. "Don't Move!" Spider-Man looked. The Green Goblin was pointing a gun at him.
"You're so smart, Spider-Man! I never thought it'd take you a few hours to figure it out, no, I expected days." "Spider-Man?" The Fantastic Four called. "Don't come in here!" He called. "Spider-Man, sit down." Spider-Man did so. "This is so sweet. Three cheers for sweet revenge!" "God, don't tell me you listen to My Chemical Romance!" He shrugged. "I though that was Good Charlotte."
"Spider-Man, I want you to know that this will be the day that you die." "Do you know how many times I've heard that?" "Well, I mean it now. I really mean it!" Spider-Man heard a creek. He turned his head. "What was that?" Spider-Man didn't answer. "WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?" "Easy, Green One! It's an old apartment! It creeks!" "Why didn't you answer right away?" "Because you have a gun pointed at me?" That, of course, wasn't the reason. No, Spider-Man knew the creeks and grunts the apartment made. And that, my friend, was not the sound of the structure creaking.
As Spider-Man expected, the gun was knocked from The Green Goblin's clutches. Spider-Man ceased the opportunity to untie his wife, while Invisible Woman took care of the Goblin. The rest of the Fantastic Four rushed in. Now was the fun part.
Mary Jane rushed out of the room while the five of them took on the Green Goblin. "How…" The Green Goblin muttered. "Easy," Spider-Man said. "We saw an opportunity, and we took it." The Green Goblin pulled out a pumpkin bomb. Everyone backed away. "So did I." He laughed. "RUN!" Everyone screamed. They nearly broke down the door as a small explosion followed. They laid on the ground as smoke hissed out the door. The fire alarm blasted so loud Spider-Man thought his ears bled. They checked the room. The Green Goblin was gone.