I stormed up Peter's driveway and knocked loudly on the door. Aunt May opened it gently. "Oh ,hello sweetheart. Are you here for Peter?" I smiled my first smile in days.
"Hi May. Uh, yeah I'm for Pete. Is he in?"
"He's upstairs ,just go straight up. Gwen, I'm sorry about your father , the service your family held was beautiful." A single tear strolled down my cheek as a my father's face flashed through my mind. I wish he was given the opportunity to get to know Peter properly.

I walked up the stairs and knocked lightly on Peter's door. I heard a few clicks and shuffles then the door opened. Peter didn't look shocked to see me ,like he had expected me or maybe…waiting.
" Gwen…" He looked at the floor.
"Peter don't talk just listen to me. I know my dad made you promise to keep me safe and to you that meant to stay away from me but I …" He cut me off with a kiss. I have missed that kiss for days . I placed my arms around his neck and just hugged him tightly. Then I noticed myself on Peters computer. I felt flattered that he had a picture of me as his screen saver.
"Gwen, I'm sorry." I didn't say anything, he already knew I had forgiven him. I was just glad I had my Pete back. I didn't take my arms from around his neck for at least 20 minutes. When I did I gazed into his eyes and told him I loved him. His police transmitter started beeping so Peter broke his gaze and turned up the volume.
"Bank robbery off Bayard Street. Breaking and Entering, vandalism and theft." Peter looked at me apologetically. I gave him a toothy grin.
"I'll be here when you get back, Spidey." He knew stripped off his hoodie and jeans and pulled his mask over his head. That costume really brings on a girl. Peter climbed out the window glanced back at me and said,
" I'll be back for dinner darling." He waved at me then showed off a backwards dive over the balcony railings.

I decided to go downstairs and tell Aunt May that I would cook dinner . I told her Peter had just nipped out for milk and eggs so I quickly texted him to bring some home. May was very happy to hear that I was cooking her a fancy meal. She always made me feel like family. I poured her a glass of the red wine that was collecting dust at the back of the cupboard. May turned on the tv and guess who we see on the news? My boyfriend Spiderman. Wow. I like the sound of that. May and I talked about Spiderman a lot while he was gone like how May always thought he was a 'good lad' and was just getting caught at the wrong time. She asked a lot about me and Peter. I think she was glad Peter had found the love he had always needed and deserved.

Peter returned half an hour later with the bread and eggs as if he hadn't just stopped a bank robbery and saved multiple lives in the process. He had a huge cut on his arm so I pulled out the first aid box, put a bandage around it and kissed his arm better.
"What did you do, get the eggs from an angry chicken?" May asked. She peeped under the bandage and saw the gash on Peter's arm. "It's a good I've got Gwen here to help me mop up all the blood. Where do you go to get beaten and bruised all the time?"
" Oh ,I...Uh..." I cut Peter off to save him the trouble of lie.
" Come on Peter help me with dinner." I sat May down on the sofa and told her that I didn't want her doing any of the cooking. I walked back in the kitchen but i heard say " Peter ,she's a keeper."
"I know." Peter responded. I grinned to myself.