The Fantastic Four were waiting on the roof of the Baxter Building when the hovercraft landed on the helipad. Seeing there faces, Spider-Man felt an uncertainty about him--they seemed so close, but so unfamiliar.
Spider-Man wasn't sure how to greet them as they walked towards him. Was he on a hug basis with them, or would a handshake do. He decided to let them pick. Turns out, it wasn't even a handshake. They nodded as they greeted him, like heartless soldiers. Was he like that? Was he just a quick nod hello, then right to business?
"Fury. Thank you for brining him here. We'll help him in any way we can."
"I know you will, thanks Richards." Fury said to Mr. Fantastic. Spider-Man stood there, unsure of what to do. As he watched Fury depart he looked at them, his face confused under his mask.
"Spidey. What's going on? Do you remember me?" It was Johnny Storm, the Human Torch. Spider-Man analyzed him, and his brain throbbed.
"I think so..." then suddenly a spark flared inside his mind. It was as if he was his normal self again. Not being able to control it, his slapped Johnny a high-five. "Matchstick! How's it goin'? Ben, Sue, Reed! What's going on?"
"I think he just remembered us...Spider-Man, where are you?" Susan Storm asked him.
Spider-Man looked around. "Why you askin' me? It's your place, isn't it?"
The Thing smiled. "Spidey, do you have any idea what's going on?"
"Fury told me something about the Six, right? I--wait...where am I?"
Their faces were long and sorrowful. He had been so close--he had been there! And now he was gone.
"Spider-Man. Do you remember the Six?"
He nodded. "Not much about them though. Fury said you were going to help me remember."
"You remember us?" Mr. Fantastic asked.
"Kinda. It's a little foggy...but...I do. Not a lot. But I remember you guys."
"Spider-Man, we're very close friends of yours. We know who you are, we want to help you. I think it's a good idea to bring Mary Jane here, you remember who she is?"
"Of course I remember her. My memory loss is short-term, nothing serious."
"That's why I don't understand why you can't remember the members of the Six. You've known them throughout your entire career."
Spider-Man shrugged. "Hey, can I see if I know how to webswing?" And without their permission, he was off. They watched him find his comfort zone with his sticky weblines, and they watched as he vanished into the concrete canyons of the city. They waited. He did not return.