Chapter 2

Inside, Peter sat in complete silence while she got together some medical supplies for his head wound. He had been so much in shock, that he had let her pull him inside. Well, her sofa sure was comfy, he thought while bouncing up and down on his butt gently. Sure would be great to cuddle on during a movie and- NO! Don't get those thoughts! She doesn't like SpiderMan, no, she HATES SpiderMan, so just forget her already! But why did it have to be so hard? He immediately stopped bouncing on the couch when she entered the room. She walked over and sat next to him on the couch and pulled out some first aid stuff. While she was searching through it to find, who knows what, she whispered, "Why?"

"Why... what?" Spidey asked, afraid he already knew the answer.

"Why did you take that bullet for me?" She answered quietly, pulling out some bandaids and commencing her search once more.

"I- I-," He stammered. What could he say? Because I love you Betty! No, that would make her run, and that he just wouldn't be able to take, "I don't know." He watched her facial expression and saw that she had apparently accepted that answer. She took a bottle of... something out of the kit. Her hands were shaking. She was just as nervous as he was. He quickly mustered up the courage to talk again. "Do you, you know, do you want to talk about it?" Betty didn't have to be a mind reader to know he was talking about her brother's death. And surprisingly, it didn't hurt as much as before.

"No," she answered, finally looking him in the eye, "It's in the past, but I do want to apoligize for my outburst. It wasn't right. There was nothing you couldv'e done." She tried to smile, but it hurt too much. SpiderMan responded with a quick nod. She then let her head drop again, and got back to work on finding what she needed. Spidey frowned. He needed to see that bright cheerful, REAL smile on Betty again.

"So..." he said in a total deadpan, "How is Mr. Happy?" He thought he saw her shoulders shake, but it quickly stopped, and looked up at him ever so seriously in a total not serious way.

"Don't you mean 'Jolly Jonah'? Or maybe 'Pickle Puss'?" She said in the most serious tome she could muster.

"Didn't you forget 'Chuckles?'" Spidey grinned when Betty laughed. That was much better, the tension was gone. Prooves what a little humor can do.

Still laughing Betty said, "Re-remember the time you webbed him to his office chair? That was so-o funny!" Peter grinned at the memory... the oh so sweet memory.

"Oh, that's nothing," he began, "Remember the time I webbed him to the ceiling of his office?"

"Oh, YES!" She laughed, "He ordered me to go get pillows for him to land on, and a little while after leaving his office I heard a thunk, then he yelled out, 'Never mind.' That was hillarious!" They both laughed for a while remembering how many different ways he would annoy J. Jonah. Finally, Betty got back to work fixing his head wound. She just barely had put on the antiseptic when:

"OW! Ow ow ow!" Spidey whinned.

"Oh, you big baby," she teased him.

"No, seriously! Ow!" He whinned more.

"Here," she said after rolling her eyes. She grabbed his face with both hands and quickly blew on the cut, cooling down the burning sensation, "Better?" she asked looking into his eyes. They both paused. Spidey quickly looked away. Did they just have a moment? Did Betty just have a moment with me... as SpiderMan? He then felt Betty adding the bandage on his wound as if nothing happened. Yet, in reality, she was asking herself, "Did that really just happen? With SpiderMan? Did I just have a moment with SpiderMan? And why am I so giddy about it?" After he was done being bandaged he was about to make another funny wise-crack, probably another one out the jolly one himself, but Betty's phone went off. See quickly picked it up.

"Hello?- Ned, hey how are you?-" She looked at Spidey and told him to wait a second. Spiderman on the other hand couldn't believe his ears! She was still seeing that freak! And that meant, that she wasn't his to take. So when she wasn't looking he zipped out the window and swung away.