Alright, we're almost to 20 chapters and no, I'm not ending the story at 20 chapters. There would still be some loose ends and I don't want to write a whole new fanfic about them when I can finish this one and start a new story. Anyways, here you guys go.

Monaco, France.(I used Google ok.)

It was about 4 hours after the planning Peter had made with the 3 Ex Talon members that were now helping him. He found it ironic how easily persuaded they were to joining him, but he wasn't complaining.

"Hope you're not having second thoughts Pete." Peter snapped out of his daydreaming when he heard Wrench's voice. He was in a van with Sombra, Widowmaker, and Reaper in the back with him and Wrench and Tracer in the front. They were originally going to talk about the plan, but then the focus went on to the four well dressed people in the back of the van.

"Can't say that we have much of a choice now." Peter said. Reaper and him were both wearing classic black suits, although Reaper's tie was loose because he didn't know how to tie it and Peter had a bowtie that was likely to choke him out. Widowmaker was wearing a purple dress with purple heels, no surprise to Peter, and Sombra was wearing a dress that started black but turned red towards the bottom.

"Still surprised. you four were able to get suits and dresses last minute." Tracer said looking at them through the mirror in the car.

"Could've been faster if someone didn't try to find the perfect dress." Reaper said. He was talking about Sombra of course. Everyone was able to get a suit and dress at the same store. Sombra? She needed to go to 5 different stores.

"Don't blame me because I couldn't find a single person who could speak English or Spanish." Sombra said.

"We're in France, who do you think is able to speak Spanish here?" Peter asked. They were already parked across the street from the casino. Now it was just a matter of making sure Talon didn't know they were here.

"You would be surprised. Arana here once found a guy in St. Petersburg who spoke Swahili." Sombra said, motioning to Widowmaker. She was ignoring the whole conversation. Wrench had gotten out of the van and opened the back of it. Everyone, one by one, got out of the Van. Wrench had Peter hold a computer while he went in the back of the van to get something.

"Forge told me to give you something before we left." Wrench said searching for it.

"And you wait until now because..."

"Because it's easier when we're in front of the place we need to be alright? Here it is." Wrench had pulled out small capsules that belonged to Peter's web shooters. They were filled with synthetic webs that Peter knew all too well.

"Look, I know how much love you put into fixing my old web shooters, but I don't have my powers anymore. No use in having these anyway." Peter said. He was conflicted because a part of him wanted to be Spiderman again but on the other hand, he had no way of getting his powers back. His campaign as Spiderman again would last about 15 minutes. He preferred hacking and shooting more.

"Well too bad. It doesn't hurt to have a backup plan Pete. Besides, it's practically lightweight." Wrench said. Peter put Wrench's laptop under one of his arms as he replaced the wiring with the webs. He held the computer back in his arms as everyone started to listen to Wrench.

"Now listen, if this Max guy really has info, he'll most likely have a computer where he stores their secrets."

"And if he doesn't?" Widowmaker asked.

"You would have to bring him back to me or get the info he has stored in his memories another way. Because if you don't, Talon will pretty much..." Wrench put his hands together and motioned them up and down towards his, as he called it "Fun zone." He finished his sentence by saying "Cockblock us."

Peter didn't know how to respond. He was making a bunch of faces towards Wrench's gesture. He slowly handed back Wrench's computer as he messed with his web shooters.

"You have a weird relationship with technology, you know that right?" Peter asked. Wrench slowly nodded his head and everyone expect him and Tracer started to head into the casino. Tracer looked at him while he was holding his computer.

"He didn't mean it." Wrench said.

"Mate, you have some issues." Tracer said.

Inside Max's Casino

When they got to the entrance of the casino, they were all being patted down for weapons. Everyone had left their guns in the van and Peter was the only one who could conceal his armor. He still didn't like the fact some random person was feeling him up and down.

"Look buddy, I know this is your job and all, but please don't make this weird." Peter said. The security guard ignored him and motioned to everyone that they were allowed in.

"How the hell are we supposed to find Max?" Reaper asked. His clothes were neat and his shirt was tucked in but he ended up putting his tie in his back pocket.

"He said ask around for Max and he would see us. Probably should look for a floor manager or something." Peter said. He was looking through the crowds of people when he felt his arm being wrapped around something. He looked down and saw it was Widowmaker holding his arm with her's. He saw the arm tattoo she had, which he never paid attention to before, and saw that her hair was in a bun instead of her usual ponytail. Reaper noticed that and looked over at Sombra, who was already looking at Reaper.

"How long have those two, you know?" Reaper asked.

"I'm pretty sure since after we got Pete to Mercy." Sombra said. The four of them went around, looking for a floor manager. Finally, they found one and they had called down Maximilien. He seemed pretty relieved that he saw the four of them and walked them towards a table where they all sat.

"Nice to see you again Parker. LaCroix." Maximilien said.

"It's Guillard." Widowmaker said. Peter could only guess that it was her original last name before she married Gérard, but he wasn't going to bring it up.

"Right. And it seems you brought Reaper and Sombra with you." Maximilien said.

"Look Max, you know why I came here. I need that info." Peter said. This was important to him. If Max had info on the X-Men, this could change the playing field for them.

"Yes well, there's a slight...complication." Max said.

"What is it?" Reaper asked.

"Talon's growing suspicious of their own soldier's and council members. Due to recent members leaving and one person who is taking the fight to them..." Max was talking about Peter and the other three people with him.

Max continued. "There's distrust floating around in Talon. The only people who still are 100% going after you are Doomfist, Stryker, and Moira."

"What about the Vishkar employee that was a council member?" Reaper asked.

"Akande claimed he quit. But as Guillard proved to us, there was no way to quit without taking a few people down with you." Maximilien said. Widowmaker still could remember when she was chasing Peter in Italy. How her killer and old life physic were struggling for power over her.

"So what about the data?" Peter asked.

"If the data goes out, Talon will know and I'll be on their list. If you and your crew can get me on a plane to New York, I'll give you guys the data." Maximilien said. Peter knew why he wanted to go to New York. It was one of the places in the world where omnics had every right as humans. Meaning he would open a casino available to Omnics and humans.

"Alright fine. But we get the data now." Peter said.

"Fine. Reaper, Sombra. Can you two follow me to my office so I can get my flash drive?" Maximilien asked. They both got up to follow.

"Wait, what are we supposed to do?" Peter asked. It would just be him and Widow if they left, and he preferred time with only the two of them, not in a place like a casino.

"It's a casino Pete, there's something for everyone." Max said. The three of them left before Peter could speak up against it. Now it was just Peter and Widowmaker at the table by themselves.

Peter was the first to break the silence. "Looks like it's just the two of us. In a place where I don't have a reason to be in." He saw Widowmaker smile as she got up from her seat and held her hand out to Peter.

"I'm not pulling your finger if that's the route you're trying to go." Peter joked. Widowmaker rolled her eyes as she grabbed Peter's hand and dragged him up from his seat.

"Max said there's something for everyone. I want to dance with you." Widowmaker said. It surprised Peter a bit. He thought that Widow would've been the one more focused in the mission than anyone else. Peter followed her as they got to the ballroom floor of the casino. The whole casino was playing classical music, basically slow dancing music to Peter.

"Shouldn't we be somewhat they could find us?" Peter asked. Widowmaker was standing in front of Peter as she got ready to slow dance with him.

"They'll find us. Besides, I want to spend some time with you." Widowmaker said. Peter smiled, even though he didn't know how to slow dance. Widowmaker figured it out soon enough and decided to lead it until Peter got comfortable with it. She placed his hands on her waist and put her arms on his shoulders.

"So this is slow dancing? Think I prefer getting shot at instead of trying to get used to it." Peter said.

"You're not even giving it a chance." Widowmaker said

"If I wasn't giving it a shot, you wouldn't still have my hands on your waist." Peter joked. He decided to stick with the dancing for a while longer. He looked around and saw everyone else dancing but looking at the both of them. He figured it was because of Widowmaker's skin color and Peter's cluelessness on dancing. Eventually, he turned his attention back on Widowmaker, who was now staring into Peter's eyes.

"I like the color of your eyes Pete." Widowmaker said.

"That was probably the nicest and weirdest complement I've ever heard." Peter said. Widowmaker laughed a bit as they kept looking at each other. They both closed their eyes and leaned towards each other to kiss when Peter had a loud ringing sound coming from the back of his head. He broke out of the dancing position, which made Widowmaker open her eyes, and grabbed her hand as he lead her out of the ballroom while trying to find out what the noise was about.

"It can't be. I lost my powers. How the hell did I hear the ringing noise?" Peter thought to himself. He was brought back to reality when Widowmaker squeezed his hand.

"Peter what happened?" Widowmaker asked.

"Sorry it's just...did you hear a ringing noise?" Peter asked.

"No, I only heard the music." Widowmaker said. That confirmed it for Peter. He had gotten his Spider sense back, but how? Was it because he was fighting a terrorist group and his powers had took a break? Or because Stryker's dart only suppressed his powers. Either way, he knew they weren't safe here.

"It's a long story, but you need to find the others. I need to get my armor on." Peter said. He was about to find somewhere to change into the armor when Widowmaker grabbed his arm.

"Peter, just" Widowmaker leaned into Peter's face and gave him a quick kiss. She broke it and looked back at Peter. "Make sure you don't do anything stupid."

Peter smiled at Widowmaker. "You know I can't promise that." Peter said. He ran off out of Widowmaker's sight as she looked for Sombra and them. She heard some radio chatter from her earpiece and heard Wrench's voice on the other side.

"Shit. Can someone hear me?" Wrench asked.

"Wrench, it's Widow. What happened?"

"Fucking Talon is what happened. They're trying to block comms. Their in the casino. You guys gotta cash out now." Wrench said. Widowmaker started to look around for Reaper and Sombra through the hundreds of people in the casino. She found them and start to walk to them when she was tackled by someone. Reaper, Sombra, and Max saw this and ran over to her when they were confronted by two guys in a suit and Doomfist, who was also in a suit. The person who had tackled Widowmaker was wearing an all white dress.

"Now Max, did you really think we didn't know you were going to do this?" Doomfist said. Widowmaker was trying to get the woman off of her, but she had no intention of letting go.

"You said that we were killing our Spider problem. This isn't the Spider I agreed to kill." The woman in the white dress said. She was pointing out Widowmaker's spider Tattoo on her back.

"Yeah, I owe him for trying to blame me for my men's deaths." One guy in a suit said. He was wearing a suit that looked like it belonged in a mafia movie.

"And you promised I would get my hunt against him too." The other guy said. He was wearing a suit, but had two knives and a bow.

"We'll get to that and you will all get paid. But right now, the data Max and I might let you live." Doomfist said. He stuck his hand out for the data. Reaper stepped in the way of Doomfist.

"How about you walk out of here and we won't hurt you." Reaper said. Doomfist smiled as the guy in the mafia suit came up and punched Reaper in the stomach before he could go into wraith mode. He fell to the floor, holding his stomach.

"You want to try your luck Sombra?" Doomfist asked with a sinister smile. Sombra gulped as she stepped in front of Max. She was scared, but needed to distract Doomfist until Wrench did something or a miracle happened.

"We're not giving up the data." Sombra said. Doomfist pushed her aside and she fell to the floor.

"Let's stop dragging this out. The disc, now." Doomfist said. Max was hesitant to stick out his hand, but to make sure no one died, he did. Doomfist was about to grab the disc when a web from above them grabbed the disc and stole it from Doomfist. Everyone turned their heads to see Spiderman in his Armor, standing on a roulette table. Now everyone in the casino was either confused, scared, or looking for a exit

"Spiderman!" The three people said in unison. Peter knew all three of them, he put them all in jail before.

"Wow, I mean I knew Talon was desperate to kill me, but I didn't think this desperate." Peter said. Turns out, Talon had hired Kraven, Sliver Sable, and Hammerhead to kill Spiderman.

"Nice to see you again Spider. We were just talking about how that disc you're holding belongs to Talon. Now hand it over to me." Doomfist said.

"And what, let you and the three stooges get all these secrets? I'm thinking, no." Peter quipped.

"So be it. Whoever kills him gets an extra $1 million on their contact." Doomfist said. He turned around to get a punch in the face from Reaper. Widowmaker had thrown sliver sable off of her and Sombra was getting Max to a safe place. Peter wasn't 100% sure about fighting the three of them again without all his powers. Sure he had Widowmaker and Reaper as his backup and he still had his armor and web shooters. But he still couldn't stick to walls and ceilings without the armor. Seeing as he wasn't taking off the armor, it wasn't much of a problem, but he still needed to be careful.

"Alright, you three want to dance? Let's dance." Peter said as he got ready to fight.

Wrench and Tracer were still in the van when Wrench pulled up a feed of the casino. It showed him the footage of Peter in his armor as Spiderman.

"Ohhhh shit. He's back baby." Wrench said in excitement. Tracer was happy for Peter, but was getting worried about everyone in there.

"We need to get in there. People need our help." Tracer said. Wrench stopped her before she got out.

"This is a opportunity to show Peter he can be a hero again. We need to let him do this by himself." Wrench said. Tracer didn't feel right doin that, but decided to listen to Wrench. They watched the feed as Wrench recorded it, determined to get Spiderman back into people's minds. For better or worse.

Annnd that's the end. Yeah I know I cut it off during the fight, but I haven't got tej slightest clue how to write/type a fight scene with Spiderman villians so I'm going to do some research and hopefully make a good next chapter. As always, enjoy your day, and until next time.