Death Fury: Thanks.

Sport21: Haha, it's great.

Adamh619: Thanks. It's an odd thing with Harry.

Man285: Yeah, it's not good.

OfficialUSMWriter: Hmm…

Gold Testament: It's odd isn't it?

Chapter 12: A Friend In Need

(New York City, Aunt May's house, a week later)

Peter is sitting on a chair, contemplating on the past events. He had healed from the beating he had gotten from the Goblin last week. His old enemy hadn't been seen since, which to Peter is both a relief and a worry.

(Hey guys, just resting here at Aunt May's. We've been talking about the situation…she wasn't happy about my decision to go after him alone…but she wasn't nearly as mad as White Tiger. *Shivers* Don't get me started on the talk she forced me into.)

Aunt May sits down in the chair across from him.

"Peter, what are you thinking?" Aunt May asked.

"I'm worried about Harry…he…he acted like a betrayed him after the Goblin left…" Peter answered.

"He's just going through a tough time. His father has been taken over by that monster again." Aunt May explained.

"I know…but…but Harry's seen the damage he's done…he knows of his father's past…the Goblin's past…why…why is he like this?" Peter groaned.

"He loves his father, dear. They were just starting to reconnect…and his father was taken from him…again…if this were me instead of Norman…would you give up on me?" Aunt May asked.

(Whoa…deep question…)

"No…I…I wouldn't." Peter sighed, hanging his head.

"And that's why I love you: you've got a heart of gold. Try to see it from Harry's perspective. He's hurting Peter…he needs his best friend." Aunt May's said, holding Peter's hands in her own.

"*Sighs* You're right…I'll go now." Peter replied.

(Manhattan, Osborn Penthouse, several minutes later)

Peter knocked on the door, to which Harry opened it a few moments later.

"Hey man, how's it going?" Peter asked with a smile.

"*Sighs* It's good to see you Pete." Harry said, putting a hand on Peter's shoulder.

"You too…man…you look like…um…I mean…" Peter stammered.

"It's alright. Come in, I'll get you a drink." Harry said.

The two walked in. Harry came back from the kitchen with a Coca-Cola in each hand. He sat on the couch with Peter, handing him a coke.

"Thanks." Peter said, opened the coke then began to drink.

"Pete…my dad's gone…again…" Harry sighed, just looking at his drink.

"I know…and I'm sorry…you shouldn't be going through this…but…I feel like your father will get better." Peter said.

"I hope so…S.H.I.E.L.D…Spider-Man…they broke their promise…" Harry growled, his free hand clenching into a fist.

"Harry, they aren't to blame. They're not doing this to your father, they're trying to help him." Peter sighed.

"Peter, the Director ordered his agents to bring in my dad as if he's some common criminal!" Harry growled.

"It's not your dad at the moment, the…Goblin I think, has taken over him. He has to be stopped before your dad is saved." Peter replied.

Harry sighed. Then stood up and began to walk back & forth in front of the couch.

"Have you been getting any sleep Harry? I didn't want to ask earlier, but you're not looking so good." Peter asked.

"No…I've…I've been worrying about my dad…thinking of any way to help him." Harry answered.

"Harry, this is dangerous…too dangerous. Just leave it to the experts. They'll help your father, but they need to protect the people of this city as well." Peter said.

"Pete, my dad is the person who needs to be protected the most! He's the one who needs to be helped! I know what it's like to be alone! To be judged when you need help!" Harry growled.

"Harry, he brought down a S.H.I.E.L.D. Helicarrier with countless people inside!" Peter cried out.

"BECAUSE THEY LOCKED HIM UP AGAINST HIS WILL!" Harry roared, the coke spraying the fluid everywhere as the teen crushed it in his hand.

"Here, let me get you a paper towel." Peter said.

"NO!...No…I think it'd be best if you left Pete…I…I need to work some things out in my head…" Harry sighed, rubbing his temples with his other hand.

"Harry…" Peter started to say.

"Please…just go…" Harry sighed.

Peter then left.

(S.H.I.E.L.D. Academy, an hour later)

Spider-Man is walking through the halls towards Director Fury's office. Power Man, Iron Fist, and Nova towards him.

"Hey Pete, you doing ok?" Power Man asked, him and the other two stopping to talk to Spidey.

"Kind of…Harry's not…I'm going to talk to the Fury. " Spider-Man answered.

"What happened?" Nova asked.

"He's not well…he's in denial…he wants to help his dad…he wants him back in his life." Spider-man answered.

"Well you're always there for a friend in need, Pete. That's what makes you special." Iron Fist said, putting a hand on his friend's shoulder.

"Thanks Danny." Spider-Man said.

(I can always count on my friends to help lift my spirit.)

Spider-Man then began to walk towards the Director's office.

"Hey Spidey, how was your talk with White Tiger?" Nova asked.

"*Gulps* If she says she wants to have 'the talk' with you…run for your lives." Spider-Man answered, fear thick in his voice.

"Got it." The three replied, then walked away.

(It wasn't fun guys…it wasn't fun at all…I've never been so scared in all my life.)

Spider-Man then walked to Fury's office then knocked on the door.

"Come in." Came Fury's voice from inside the room.

Spider-Man opened the door and entered the room.

"Director…I need to talk to you…it's about Harry." Spider-Man said.

"Hmm…go ahead…" Fury said.

(Osborn Penthouse)

Harry sat on the couch head down. He hadn't cleaned up the mess in the living room. His anger is boiling in him, both fist clenched as several thoughts raced through his mind.

'My…my dad…he can't be gone…he can't be…we…we were just starting to become a family…for real this time…' Harry sobbed in his mind.

Harry loved his father. He sought his love, respect, and approval all the time. Harry gritted his teeth angrily as more thoughts of him possibly never being reunited with his father filled his head. He let out a cry of utter fury as he stood up and walked over then punched a wall. He groaned at the pain that set in. Harry glared at his fist, which clenched and shook before him. As he looked at it, a thought came into his mind.

'Never again.' Harry growled in his mind.

To be continued…